A/N: I'm so sorry this is up so late tonight. I went to do some Christmas shopping today and the day kind of got away from me. So, from the bottom of my heart, I am sorry. But what matters is that it's up now. And by the way, this first bit? I did it this morning, minus the good part, and all I could think of was what I had written, so enjoy the fruits of my labor. I just got it done in a little under an hour. K, bye.

Well, that's one way to start the morning. Jumin did everything but have sex with me. He said that was too dangerous to do in the shower. I totally understood. Things get too slippery and that's how we end up with a trip to the emergency room neither one of us want to explain. Jumin's high profile and I don't think even Jaehee can cover that up. Besides, if Jumin and I go into the office on Monday with matching injuries, I have no doubt people would piece things together. Neither one of us wants to deal with that, so shower sex was off the table for now.

Even though that magic wasn't happening, I still got to see my big, special boy. But first, I still had to get ready to leave. Jumin had given me a section of his closet with a few solid pieces, but honestly, I just wanted a pair of leggings and a t-shirt. It's not like we were doing much today. At least I didn't think so. Jumin did say he was ok with us being lazy today. Then again, it's also Jumin. God only knows what his lazy day consists of. I just wanted a few bad movies and painfully unhealthy takeout.

Alright, MC. You look like a drowned rat, yet Jumin can still look you in the eye. Still, you need to do something, so you can still go into public without scaring small children and small Yoosungs. The most I could do was blow dry it straight, so I didn't look like the chick from the Grudge. That would work. And so, I started to straighten my long, dark hair. I didn't have my straightener, so I had to make do. And for whatever reason, I drew a curious crowd.

"What are you doing, MC?" Jumin wondered.

"Straightening my hair," I told him, working on the front, "If that's ok with you."

"Is it hard to get the back?" he watched carefully, completely mesmerized.

"A little," I shrugged, "But I can manage."

"Here," Jumin took my brush from me, "Let me help you."

"Really, Jumin," I turned the dryer off, "I got it. Give me my brush back. I've been doing this for years. I have a system."

"That doesn't mean you have to do it," he stood his ground, "It isn't difficult to figure out. Now, let me do this for you."

If Jumin was really going to be this adamant about it, who was I to say no? So, I caved. I gave Jumin the blow dryer and let him finish. This was nice. My arm was starting to hurt anyway. And the warm air on my bare back wasn't too bad either. In fact, this was rather soothing. I think I might let Jumin do this more often. If I'm not careful, he might put certain ideas in my head.

The thought of moving in with Jumin full time has crossed my mind once or twice. I think we'd get sick of each other. And there's no way that Jumin would let me bring Apollo here. Not yet anyway. It's too soon. We'll let those two become a little closer. Then, we can introduce Apollo to Elizabeth. Since he's afraid of cats, that shouldn't be a problem. And Elizabeth is a rather demure kitty. She probably wouldn't even give him the time of day. They'll stay on opposite ends of the penthouse all day and everything should be alright. At least I sure as hell hope so.

"See?" Jumin turned off the dryer, "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

"A bit unnecessary," I admitted, laying my head in his chest, "But appreciated. Thank you, Jumin."

"You're welcome," he gave me a little kiss, "Now, why don't you go get dressed? If you're wanting to spend our day doing nothing, we need to get to your apartment and back as soon as possible."

"Ok," I got up from the vanity and walked into the closet. I'm surprised Jumin didn't already have something...

A light purple dress hung on the back of the closet door. Why am I not surprised? Regardless, I got dressed and did a quick spin in the mirror. Damn, Jumin. I should trust you more often. Personally, I was overdressed to check up on Apollo, but maybe we were going somewhere else while we're out. Fingers crossed we weren't, but it's Jumin. When we were both set, the two of us headed to my building to see my big baby and one of my best friends. Although, I had to leave Jumin in the car. Yoosung can't keep a secret. But I cracked a window for Jumin, so he should be ok.

Home sweet home. I wonder if I should change while I'm here. No need. However, this was a sight worth taking a picture. Yoosung must have put in a long night last night. He slept like a baby while Apollo laid his head on his thigh. I know I tease and coddle him a little too much, but I really did love Yoosung. Not in the way he'd wish, but like he was the younger brother I never had. I hope the girl that gets lucky enough to land Yoosung knows exactly what she's getting. He's got a big heart and I'd hate to ever see it broken.

"MC?" Yoosung started waking up, "What are you doing here? I thought you said you'd be gone all weekend."

"I'm just checking in," I gave my special boy a kiss on his snoot, "Good morning, sweetheart. Mama's home. Not for long, but I'm here."

Apollo picked his head up just long enough to realize it's me. He nestled his monster head into the palm of my hand. I miss you, too, baby. Yoosung sat up and pulled himself together, "So, how have you been, MC? Everything ok?"

"Everything's fine," I smiled, "And thank you again for watching Apollo for me, Yoosung."

"It's no problem," Yoosung gave my boy a good belly rub, "Apollo's my buddy. And my good luck charm. We went raiding last night and scored loot I didn't even know about. I got a new war hammer that shoots fire! And it's all because of Apollo."

"I doubt it's because of Apollo," I giggled, heading into the kitchen, "But whatever works for you, sweetie."

"So," he asked, putting his laptop down, "What's the plan for today, MC?"

"A quiet day inside," I opened my fridge, staring down the case of Red Bull I can't have anymore or Jumin gets mad at me. This was going to pain me inside, "Hey, Yoosung, do you want the rest of my Red Bull?"

"Really?" Yoosung perked up, "Sure! Unless..."

"Unless what?" I wondered, the little bit of sunshine snuffed out, "Yoosung? What's the matter, honey?"

"It's nothing..."

"Bullshit," I sat with him, "Come on. Talk to me."

"Well," Yoosung began, "I was told that if I drink one energy drink, I have to eat a whole banana within five minutes, skin and all, or my stomach will turn upside down for the rest of my life. And you don't have any bananas, MC. I can't have Red Bull."

"Yoosung," I gave him a look, "That sounds a little far-fetched. Are you sure you need to eat a whole banana? I don't think any doctor would recommend something like that."

"I have a whole article on it," he took his phone out and showed it to me, "See? It's a legit thing."

Oh, Yoosung...Sweet, trusting...Painfully gullible Yoosung, "Honey, this is a Wikipedia article."

"And?"

"Did you have a medical doctor tell you this?" It said directly in the article the words, 'Ha, ha. I can't believe Yoosung is actually falling for this!', so I couldn't help but doubt its credibility.

"No," he shook his head, "I'm too afraid to go to a doctor for this. A friend of mine told me."

Ring, ring.

"Is that the friend?" I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah," Yoosung answered his phone, "Hello...? No, I don't have any. I'll go get some soon!"

Without hesitation, I took my lovable idiot's phone, "I don't know who you are or what twisted games you're playing with Yoosung, but it needs to stop. Tell him he'll live and that his stomach will be fine."

"Hold on a second," a familiar voice on the other end spoke, "It was just a harmless prank."

"You had him convinced he was going to die!" I snapped, "How is that harmless?"

"You are adorable when you're angry, MC."

"You little shit," I held back a smile, "I should've known. This has your stink all over it."

"I showered this morning, thank you!"

"MC," Yoosung wondered, "What's going on?"

"Don't worry about it, Yoosung," I settled him, "Your stomach's fine. Seven's just being an asshole."

"Hey!"

"Wait," he asked, "How do you know Seven? It's not like he gets out much."

"Oh..." Seven chimed in, "Yoosung with the clapback."

"I met him at work," I told him.

"MC," Seven whined, "Yoosung's being mean to me!"

"I don't want to hear it from you," I scolded him.

"Ooh..." he teased, "I bet Jumin likes all this sexy talk, too. I can just imagine..."

"Shut your whore mouth, Seven!" I snarled.

"Ok." Immediately, he saw the error of his ways, "I'm sorry, MC. I didn't realize how soft of a spot that would be. I'm only screwing with you...Promise...Are we good?"

Wow. If I didn't know any better, I'd think Seven was being sincere, "Yeah. We're good. And I'm sorry for calling you a whore. Now, apologize to Yoosung and we can put this ugliness behind us."

"Fine," Seven caved, "Give him the phone back."

"Ok," I gave Yoosung his phone, "Talk to Seven."

"Thank you, MC," Yoosung didn't deserve Seven picking on him like that. I waited for the two of them to get off the phone, so I knew Seven apologized. Although, now would be a really good time to pack an overnight to take to Jumin's. As long as Seven didn't open his mouth about Jumin and me, everything would be fine. I didn't hear Yoosung squealing from the living room. He really is too innocent for his own good. When I came back out, I put a scoop of food in Apollo's bowl and watched as my messy beast devoured every last crumb. You act like you're not fed, dog...

"You can't let him do that to you, Yoosung," I pointed out, "If you give Seven the satisfaction, he's never going to stop doing this kind of shit to you."

"I know," Yoosung slumped over, "But what if he's right one day?"

"Chances are, he won't be," I assumed, sitting next to him, a hand on his back, "Love of god, Yoosung. Have a little class and sit up."

"Sorry," he readjusted, "Wow, MC. You're extra mom today. What's the occasion? Not that I'm complaining."

"I don't know," I shrugged, "I swear, though. You're lucky your head's attached. Maybe you need me to mom you once in a while."

"In that case," Yoosung chuckled under his breath, "Maybe I should just move in."

"You know," I thought it over, "That's not a bad idea."

"What?" he froze. It appears I've caught a wild Yoosung off guard. He's so cute when he's a deer in the headlights.

"You should move in with me," I elaborated.

"Um, MC..." Yoosung clarified, "I was kidding."

"I wasn't," I insisted, "Think about it, Yoosung. You're at my house on the weekends to take care of Apollo anyway. My place has better Wi-Fi than yours. We go to the same school. And who knows? Maybe if you move in with me, you can get on a human sleep schedule! Come on. What do you have to lose? All I'm asking is that you half the rent with me."

"And you're serious?"

"Dead serious."

Yoosung thought it over for a minute or two, "Could I bring girls back here?"

"If you can find one," I allowed, "And she's ok with it, yes. Bring all the girls you want here."

"I don't know, MC," he winced, "I've never lived with a girl before that wasn't my mom."

"I treat you the same way your mom does," I rolled my eyes, "Come move in with me, Yoosung. You know you want to. I trust you enough to live with me. Just say yes."

"You know what?" Yoosung perked up, "Alright. I'll do it!"

"Really?" I threw my arms around him, "Thank you, Yoosung."

"It'll be fun," he figured, "Like a sleepover that never ends."

"But," I pointed out, "If I ever bring my boyfriend back here, you have to make yourself scarce. I love you to pieces, but things may get kind of loud, so unless you want to hear Mommy and Daddy moving furniture around..."

"Invest in noise canceling headphones," he cringed, "Got it..."

"No," I shook my head, "It's a lot more complicated than that."

"Does that mean I actually get to meet your boyfriend?" Yoosung wondered.

"Not quite yet," I jumped up, "SHIT! I forgot he's in the car. I just came in to check on my boys. He's going to have my ass on a platter for this."

"Go ahead," he kicked me out, "I'll see you tomorrow...Roommate."

"Bye, sweetie," I shut my door behind me and ran outside in the rain. Where Jumin was tapping his foot and checking his Rolex.

"What took you so long, young lady?" he scolded, "You said you were only going to be a few minutes."

"I know."

"You were gone for thirty."

"I know," I apologized, "But I was..."

What I just did had finally set in. What did I just do? I know what happened, but it just now registered. And all without me even considering what Jumin would say about it. I thought he'd be pissed about me taking a while in there. Imagine the kind of gasket he's going to blow when he finds out that his girlfriend is now living with another man...Well...I use man loosely. He's a Yoosung.

"MC...?" Jumin worried, putting the back of his hand to my cheek, "Do you feel ok?"

Hold on, MC. Think this through. So, what if Jumin gets pissed? It's your damn house. You say what goes on there. He has no control over that. Besides, Jumin's an understanding guy, right? And if he doesn't, I'll make him understand. And it's Yoosung. I love him, but he's also got the sexual prowess of a turnip, "Yoosung is moving in with me."

Jumin sat quietly for a moment, "Why?"

"Because he's there on the weekends anyway," I explained, "It's not like I'm sleeping with him, Jumin. Trust me. Yoosung moving in with me will be both of us."

"And why do you have to be the one to hold Yoosung's hand?" Jumin argued, "You're not his mother."

"I know," I shrugged, "But he trusts me. And he listens to me."

"And he's in love with you, MC," he growled, "Now, you're going to be sleeping under the same roof?"

"I'm not in love with him, though!" I snapped, "I'm in love with you! So, if you can trust me a little bit to not do anything stupid under my own roof, this will go a lot smoother."

"You..." Jumin turned meek and quiet, not sure how to feel about me getting so defensive, "You love me...?"

Oh, MC...You just dug a little hole for yourself. But now is as good of a time as any, "Yes, Jumin. I do love you. I love when we spend our weekends together. I love when you call me into your office to see if I'm doing ok. One of these days, when I go to check on Elizabeth and take my nap, I have a feeling that you're just going to let me sleep in your office. I love you, Jumin Han. And you have nothing to worry about with Yoosung and me."

Look at that. Not only did I put Yoosung in the headlights today, but Jumin, too. It might be too early for us to move in together, but it's not too early for that. Wait...Was Jumin blushing? Oh my god. That's so cute! It's not often I can get him to do that. Good for you, MC!

Jumin simply smiled and pulled my head into his chest, holding me against his racing heartbeat, "I love you, too, MC. I can't think of anyone else I'd rather kill time with today other than Elizabeth and you. You're one of the few people I'm comfortable getting close with and I hope we can get a whole lot closer soon. If that's alright with you."

I bet Jumin would have the weirdest marriage proposal if we ever got to that point. He's so preciously awkward sometimes. Instead of poking fun of him, I cuddled closer into him, "Absolutely."

"Driver Kim," Jumin ran his fingers down my back, "Take us home please."

"Yes, sir!"

A/N: And so, MC and Jumin are headed back to Jumin's penthouse to partake in a lazy day of doing nothing. But it is Jumin, so there's no way they can sit and do nothing…is there? But more importantly, I do believe this is the first time they said they love each other. I'm a slut for a good love confession. And during an argument has always been my favorite. Because when you're bitching at each other, but you can still say you love each other (especially when it's the first time), that's true love right there. Also, I felt like this story had been lacking in some Seven Zero Seven, Defender of Justice and Memelord of All Memelords, so I needed to throw a little side bit of Seven in there. Why the hell not? And now…YOOSUNG'S MOVING IN WITH MC! What kind of shenanigans will those two get into? And more importantly, how is MC's new boyfriend going to handle that kind of thing? We'll soon find out. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go rest my hands and go to bed. See you next chapter! xx