A Time For Our Love || Hyungwon

Chapter 12

(Hyungwon's appearance and clothes for this part is in the media ^_^)

Hyungwon

"Bye mom, bye dad!" I hugged them both and they went off to work closing the door.

"Alright. Now you're alone." I said to myself.

I started walking around checking that things are well, clean and properly arranged.
I also cleaned my bedroom and most of the places in the house.

<Ding dong>

I suddenly heard the doorbell ring. I immeadiately stood up from bending, wiped my sweat, and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a fluffball haha than my usual appearance in school but it's just my house right?

I opened the door, went out and opened our big gate. I paused for awhile as I saw her infront of me.

"Hi. I-I brought our supplies already..." Daeum said.

I gave a slight smirky smile and then I moved.

"Come in." I said.

She went in as I closed the gate behind us, following her.

"Go. Welcome to my house~" I opened the door for her and said a little greeting.

Daeum

It was my first time to see Hyungwon in a casual and comfy fashion. He looked simple about his appearance for today but he still looked very cute.

Usually I was used to seeing him all classy and groomed. Everything on fleek, plus that cold facade he puts on. Well, his slight cold rich kid aura was still there, but he looks kind today.

"Wahhhh!~ Oh. My. Go--"

"Pshh.. wae?" Hyungwon came beside me and looked at me.

I was overreacting but his house! No, his mansion! His mansion was so modern and big! A Chae's house indeed.

"No need to be amazed." He laughed.

"How can you not get lost here? It's so big!" I looked around.

"Well, just follow me wherever I am." He laughed.

In the middle of his house was a small glass table and below was a big fluffy peach carpet which I liked.

Couches were surrounding us but we chose to sit on the fluffy carpet facing each other so we could work on the table comfortably.

"Wait." He said and stood up to go somewhere.

I started placing our materials and later on, he came back with a plate of cookies and juice while he had one cookie in his mouth.

He placed the food and drinks beside us and started looking at the stuff I bought.

"Go get some and eat." He told me.

"I'm full..." I refused.

"By the way, I baked them." He smiled, proud of his cookies.

"Jinjja? Then... Ill go get some I guess." I said taking a cookie for myself.

"Let's just work on the scrapbook itself. We can just paste our poems here next time once were done." He said.

"Sure.. You're also not done yet with your poems?" I asked.

"I only made one. But it's still a draft. I might as well make more. You?" He said.

"Same..." I answered.