A/N: Okay, I've tried to stay with the canon as closely as possible, but I've never understood why Ga Eul wasn't there when Jun Pyo proposed to Jan Di at the end, especially when she had just been with Yi Jeong in one of the scenes right before that, and Yi Jeong was there…along with everyone else of any importance. So I've changed that, even if just for the sake of mentioning that she was there.

As always, thanks for the reviews!

The door swung open to reveal the tiniest apartment Yi Jeong had ever seen, even tinier than the one Jan Di had lived in with her brother. Earlier that day, Yi Jeong had taken Ga Eul to the beach where Jun Pyo had instructed them all to meet for his proposal to Jan Di, and just like he'd imagined, Ga Eul had been all squeals and giggles—practically more excited than Jan Di herself. He thought she would pull his arm out of its socket with all of her excitement. It took a good amount of prodding to get her to leave the newly engaged couple alone so that he could get her alone, but they'd finally headed back to her recently acquired one room apartment.

One bedroom, he'd assumed when she'd talked about it over the phone.

He'd been wrong. One room meant one room.

This apartment—this room, he should say—made him feel more claustrophobic than the elevator they'd just come up in.

"Ga Eul-yang." Yi Jeong kicked aside an umbrella that had fallen over near the entrance. "Why don't you just live with your parents? Wouldn't you have more space?"

"Well, this is closer to the school." Ahead of him, Ga Eul set her purse down and slipped off her shoes. "Plus," she continued excitedly, "it's the first time I've ever been able to afford my own place. I can invite guys over whenever I want." Ga Eul winked at him and twirled around as she stepped over to the other side of the room to put her shoes away.

"Very funny," Yi Jeong called after her as he slipped his own shoes off, wondering where he should put them so that they didn't clutter up the floor. He finally set them down next to Ga Eul's while she wandered over to the microscopic kitchen area.

"Do you want some tea?" Ga Eul asked, pulling out a canister of tea leaves Yi Jeong had given her in Sweden.

"If you're having some."

"All right...Oh, I almost forgot!" Ga Eul crossed back over to where he stood, inspecting her perpetually dying potted plants.

Ga Eul reached up for the top buttons on her blouse and unbuttoned the very top one. After struggling to unbutton the second one for some moments, she shot Yi Jeong an imploring look.

Yi Jeong stared at her. Was Ga Eul asking him to undress her?

No, that couldn't be it, although the room had gotten rather hot all of a sudden.

He tentatively reached for her collar, trying to ignore the absurdity of his assumption.

She'd gone back to fiddling with the button when Yi Jeong brushed her hands out of the way and pulled the button free himself in one deft move. He unbuttoned the next one and was reaching for the fourth button down when Ga Eul slapped his fingers.

"Yah, what are you doing?!" She pulled both sides of her collar back so he could see her neck and the very top of her chest. "I just want to show you I'm wearing the necklace you gave me. I can't wear it over my blouse because sometimes the kids like to pull on it."

Indeed, the necklace he had given her was hanging around her neck, stopping a little ways below her collarbone. She was staring up at him with the most innocent expression, and with any other person, he would have been strongly annoyed, but with her, the whole scenario struck him as oddly sexy. He wanted to undo the rest of the buttons and show her something. Instead he said, "This is a very small apartment, Ga Eul-yang."

Ga Eul frowned.

"You said that already."

"Because it's true." Yi Jeong turned away from her and tried to distract himself with the various photos hanging on her wall.

A moment later, he heard her step away and go back to fixing the tea. He realized he'd been tensed up the whole time she stood there and forced his muscles to relax.

He'd been doing relatively well keeping his hands in check in Sweden, even if his mind went to all the wrong places. Being close to Ga Eul like this every day, though, might be more of a challenge than he'd expected.

Before, he'd always said she wasn't his type.

He knew better now.

Ga Eul wasn't a type. She was Ga Eul, and that in itself was dangerous enough.

Ga Eul pulled a small kettle out and watched Yi Jeong survey the apartment with a curious expression.

She wondered what he made of her humble living arrangement. Truth be told, the bathrooms in the hotels he stayed at were generally bigger than her apartment. Thankfully, she had cleaned her apartment somewhat that morning, but she still felt like it looked a bit dingy, its hand-me-down furnishings worn and outdated, having come from her parents' basement and before that the clearance section of some middling department store years earlier.

Seeing him in her everyday life would be something different, for sure. Before, she'd always been worrying about how she would fit into his extravagant lifestyle; now she wondered if he could adjust to the mundanity of hers.

He picked up a picture of Ga Eul and her parents that she had left sitting on the table next to the couch.

"So, are you…moving back in to your parents' house?" she asked.

"Hmm?" Yi Jeong slowly put the picture back down and looked over at her. "No, I had my luggage brought over to my new apartment. There's no furniture in it yet, though. I thought maybe you could help me pick some stuff out this week?"

Ga Eul nodded and smiled.

"I'd like that."

"Good."

"Ah, can you believe it still? I thought it would never happen!" Ga Eul sighed happily, bringing two steaming mugs of tea over to the couch and setting them down on the table.

"Are you talking about the two idiots from earlier or us?"

"What's the difference?" Ga Eul plopped down on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. "Where are you staying tonight? Didn't you say all of your luggage is at Woo Bin's?"

Yi Jeong shrugged off his tie and set it on the arm of the couch along with his jacket. He sat down next to her.

"Mind if I stay with you tonight? You can feel free to pass me off to Woo Bin whenever you like. My parents aren't expecting me for another week, but the news that I'm back probably won't stay secret for long with Jun Pyo's big mouth back in the country."

Ga Eul moved over to sit in his lap and rest her head on his shoulder. He was wearing a different cologne from what he normally wore, but she liked it. She liked the crinkles on his white dress shirt and the way his hand rested on her leg just now. She liked that he was here with her instead of her coming to him. She liked that he was hers.

"Of course I don't mind," she said. "The only thing is...well, there's not a lot of space, so my bed's rather small. But...I can sleep on the couch."

"Seriously, Ga Eul?"

"Well, I wouldn't make you sleep on the couch. You look like you haven't slept in days. How long have you been up now?"

"You know I don't sleep anyway."

This was true. Although he claimed he slept better when she was with him, Yi Jeong was a bit of an insomniac unless he was either drunk or exhausted. But still...

"I think we're just going to have to get extremely, extremely close," he continued, stroking her jawline with his finger. "There might not even be room for clothes. Of course, we'd be extremely hot with clothes on, anyway."

"Oh, of course," Ga Eul played along. "Hmm, I guess you won't be needing your suitcase after all."

"See, we can stay here the rest of the night." Yi Jeong kissed her forehead. The hand that had been stroking her face started massaging her arm, and she closed her eyes and relaxed into him.

The rest of the night. That's what she wanted to do-stay in his arms the rest of the...

Ga Eul's eyes snapped open.

Crap.

"Ah, Sunbae…"

"Hmm?"

"The thing is…I didn't know you were coming, so I told my parents I would be at their house tonight. My mother's probably going to be expecting me..." She checked her watch. "...in a little over an hour."

Yi Jeong's hand dropped to her waist.

"Ah, I see. Sorry, I didn't think about that."

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Maybe you and Woo Bin can do something?...Sunbae?"

"Can I come?"