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Dae-Sik x Cha Mi-jo (End)

A/N: This will be the last part since I don't know enough about their characters yet and am only going by the information released so far. I hope you guys enjoyed it! I'm planning to post a Lee Chung x Yeo Wol one partly inspired by the Twitter rp accounts but I'm still putting it together. It won't be a long story though and will probably be less than 10 parts. =)

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"Can you please hold still?"

Dae-Sik stared at the person torturing him. "Hold still? You're inflicting so much pain on me and you want me to hold still?!"

Cha Mi-jo sat back and crossed her arms. "I'm just cleaning that one pimple by your hairline. How is that inflicting pain?!"

"IT HURTS!" Dae-Sik pouted. "And didn't I say I won't be a patient anymore?"

"I know! I'm not charging you for this. I just saw that and couldn't let it go," Cha Mi-jo said, making a move to start on the pimple again but Dae-Sik quickly moved out of reach.

"I asked for a date, not for you to make me cry!" he protested.

Cha Mi-jo's eyes widened then she burst out laughing. "I didn't know I was dating a baby."

Dae-Sik pouted. "It's really painful! I'm actually recommending for you to run our training for new agents because if they can stand your treatments, they can withstand anything in the field!"

Mi-jo rolled her eyes. "If that happens, your agents will have the smoothest skin in the whole world."

They caught each other's eye and laughed at the pettiness of their argument.  "Let's just get the one thing out," she pleaded. "You're lucky your skin is nice and I only have to deal with that one pimple."

Dae-Sik sat beside her on the treatment bed. "Fine. On one condition."

"What is it?"

He pressed his lips together and made it jut like fish lips before making kissing sounds. 

Cha Mi-jo dipped her head, trying to hide her giggle from Dae-Sik. She normally would roll her eyes at these antics but somehow, with him, it was quite cute. "Why are you so funny?" she asked, trying to distract herself from just lunging and kissing him senseless.

"I'm serious! One ounce of pain, one kiss," he proposed. 

Narrowing her eyes, she agreed. "Fine. Now can you lay back down on this bed?!"

Dae-Sik looked shocked. He knew what she meant and that she was pertaining to the treatment of the small pimple she had her sights on. However, her order made him feel... hot. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Cha Mi-jo asked, blushing. 

"Nothing. I ... " he wanted to explain but decided that would make things more awkward so he remained silent and obeyed. He closed his eyes and waited for her to start, but as soon as she placed her hands on his face, he was complaining, "OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!"

"I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING YET!" Mi-jo pointed out.

"Painful," Dae-Sik stated. "That's 5 kisses."

"Oh you," she teased, chuckling. "I am not kissing you here. This is my clinic!"

"See! This is why I don't want to be a patient!" Dae-Sik reminded her. "Will you really stop seeing me if I had one pimple?!"

Cha Mi-jo threw her head back and laughed. "No, but would it really be so bad to want my date to look his best?"

Dae-Sik complained so much that they missed their dinner reservation. "Let's just go to the grocery and buy ingredients. I'll cook for you."

Cha Mi-jo gave him a side eye. "Was this your plan all along?"

Dae-Sik put a hand on his heart. "No, I swear. I also didn't plan to get tortured tonight!"

Mi-jo laughed and wondered, will Dae-Sik's aversion to dermatological procedures ever not be funny?  "Alright. Let's go. Make sure to buy a lot because I'm now starving."

"Agree," Dae-Sik said and then later on made good on that promise as he filled their cart with anything from fruits to meats to chocolates and ice cream. "Did we miss anything? How about we also get something for breakfast?"

Cha Mi-jo stopped in her tracks. "Whoa, Mister. Slow down."

"I didn't mean... I just... YOUR breakfast. I didn't mean that I'd stay the night... not that I intend to run out after we... I mean, of course, I'm not thinking about sleeping together... I mean of course I want to but it's too early and I know and...," he explained, blushing profusely. Sighing, "In spite of how it's going, I really am trying not to sound like a creep."

Wrinkling her nose, Mi-jo grinned at him. "I understand. Don't worry." Turning back to the grocery cart, she prompted, "Food. Mi-jo is hungry."

Dae-Sik made up for his complaining and his weird comments as he prepared a sumptuous meal for them. The rice was steamed perfectly, the vegetables crunchy and not overcooked and the meat perfectly seasoned and grilled. 

"Oh, gosh! That was amazing!" Cha Mi-jo sighed, patting her full belly. "We should never go to restaurants again!"

"I make great coffee, too. Do you want a cup?" he offered. 

"OH MY GOD. Really?"

Dae-Sik proudly nodded.

"I just might fall in love with you!" Cha Mi-jo exclaimed.

Dae-Sik laughed. "Coffee was the key? Here I was making flower pots to be delivered tomorrow and I could have just made you coffee?"

Mi-jo laughed. "I'll take both, please."

"Okay," Dae-Sik agreed. Cha Mi-jo waited as he prepared their coffees. When he set the cup in front of her, she promptly took it with both hands and took in the aroma. "Careful. One sip of that and you're mine."

Mi-jo blushed.

"I'm kidding. I saw that in a movie and it worked for the guy," he admitted.

She laughed again. "Stop being so adorable, I just might want to keep you around."

Dae-Sik rubbed his nape as his cheeks heated up again. 

Mi-jo swirled her coffee carefully. "So, if I take a sip..."

"... you're mine," Dae-Sik repeated.

Mi-jo looked at him before her gaze dropped to the cup she was holding. Slowly raising it, she blew on the hot liquid before she finally took a sip, licking her lips and making a popping sound after she did so.

Looking at Dae-Sik, she whispered, "I'm yours."

THE END