Author's Note:

I am sorry that my chapters started out kind of slow, I was getting back into the rhythm of writing fanfiction again but I have started fleshing out my chapters more. I am going to continue to try and post every other day, sometimes more if I have the time or motivation to write. But with the chapters becoming longer, and getting more invovle din the story, the gaps between updates might be a little longer. As always, I appreciate the reviews because it lets me know how I am doing and what you think I should work on.

Thank you for reading, "Catch Me."

Though GaEul was frustrated with YiJung's constant mood swings between the man she loved and the cold-hearted playboy, she had to admit that where he had chosen to take her was beautiful. He had done this many times before, when they were playing pretend at dates for some audience or another. But this was the first time he had taken her for a real date, it made her heart speed up a little at the thought that she was finally out with YiJung and it wasn't a big show.

"Anything catch your eye, Miss GaEul?"

"Sunbae, why do you always say Miss before my name? You could just call me GaEul," she said, looking around the shop. There were so many fantastic dresses. Some of them made her think of princesses but YiJung was far from being a prince charming, not once you had seen his cold-hearted side.

"Oh, GaEul," he said, stroking her cheek with his fingertips. "You are far too sweet and innocent to call anything but Miss."

"I see."

"You didn't answer my question."

Gaeul looked up from the soft pink taffeta creation she running her fingers over, "Hm?"

"Have you found one to your liking?"

The exorbitant price tags on these gowns made her slightly uncomfortable but after all the pretend dates and last-minute adventures with F4, she found herself more used to someone spending such a large sum on her. They truly looked at it as change, that was something she didn't think she could ever find herself used to.

Holding up the pastel dress she had been admiring, she replied, "I like this one."

"Fit for a princess," he said, pinching her cheek. "So its perfect for you." Her cheeks bloomed with color. YiJung always said the sweetest things, sometimes she forgot how smooth he could be. In times like these, she liked to think that he was genuine, not just messing with her head like he had done with so many other girls.

He took the dress from her hands and passed it off to a shopkeeper that she had realized was following them around. It seemed that YiJung had already amassed quite a few of his own selections. "Oh, sunbae! I thought I was supposed to be picking them."

At least he had the sense to look a little embarrassed. I might have gone a little overboard but they all look so lovely, I just wanted to see you in them. GaEul could not argue with him then. They perused the shop for some time, pulling dresses off the racks at leisure. GaEul was certain that she had far too many garments to ever try on in a reasonable amount of time but she was having too much fun just picking them out with YiJung. When they finally made it back to the room, she had about thirty dresses hung around the room, they had to pull a garment rack back there just for them.

YiJung settled himself into one of the pristine white armchairs in the fitting area, his image reflected throughout the room by all the mirrors on the walls. "Time for my private fashion show. I dare say a lovelier model does not exist."

GaEul's cheeks flushed as she shut the ivory curtain behind her, happy that she was granted a moment of privacy to recover herself. She started out with the dresses that were just silly, she wanted to give him a laugh before she came out in the more elegant picks.

"Ta da!" She said in English, trying to sound like all the girls in those silly movies she and JanDi had watched. He tried to hide his distaste at her choice of attire and forced a lackluster smile. "Uh, what an interesting...um-"

"Isn't it lovely?" She asked as she spun around, pretending to admire herself in the mirror.

"Thir green is a little...sickening." GaEul laughed as his expression and he relaxed, seeing that she was just joking. The dress did leave a lot to be desired. Its puke green color couldn't be flattering on anyone and the cut made her appear boxy, not to mention the fact that the hem hit in the middle of her calf. Commoner aside, she still knew how to dress herself properly, something that JanDi really could learn.

Before she could dash back and try on another one of the joke dresses, YiJung scooped them all out of her room and handed them to a waiting attendant. "We won't be needing these ones." GaEul giggled as he sorted through the rack, trying to find one more suited to his taste.

YiJung guided her back to the dressing area and handed her a surprisingly soft blue dress that glittered when she moved it. He quickly shut the curtain and left her to admire his choice.

When she got it on, she stood in front of the small mirror to examine her reflection. It was quite flattering on her, the way it ghosted over her body, hitting a couple of inches above her knee. Moving side to side, she smiled at the shimmering of the dress. Breaking her from her admiration of the dress, YiJung threw the curtain open. She jumped away from him, gasping in surprise.

"Wh-what are you doing? I could have been changing!"

"I would have been all the more pleased." He was not looking at her face, but examining her form. Much the same way that she had just been doing in the mirror. Without another word, he grabbed her hand and pulled her from the dressing room. YiJung positioned her in front of a larger mirror, he stood behind her with his hands on his shoulders.

"This one is perfect."

GaEul merely smiled, she agreed wholeheartedly. Though she had wished she could have tried a few more of the beautiful gowns they had chosen. She would never admit it to him, or anyone really, but she loved doing this. It made her feel like a princess or one of the girls that pranced around JanDi's school. Without thought, she looked back at the rack of dresses that was left completely untouched by them.

"Would you like another one?" She shook her head, one was plenty for her. "The pink one perhaps?" Again, GaEul shook her head fervently. The fact that he was buying her one gorgeous dress was more than enough. After all, she had no where to wear such gowns. Unlike JanDi, she did not spend her days surrounded by wealth and lavish parties.

YiJung smiled and said, "Stay right here, don't change back," before he left the room. She supposed he went to pay for the dress and have someone gather up her things. GaEul knew she should go and collect her own things but she stood in front of the mirror and twirled a little, enjoying the way the dress shimmered. Not for the first time, she wished that she did have a reason to wear more beautiful things like this, it always filled her with such joy.

When his hands landed back on her shoulders, she jumped out of surprise. "I think you look magnificent, by the way." He led her back out to the shop, barefoot, so they could find some appropriate shoes.

It wasn't long before she was clad in a pair of equally sparkling high-heels and out the door, onto their next unknown destination. She had decided to just enjoy the ride and stop resisting his attempts at affection and kindness, it might be the only real chance she had to be with him. YiJung's moods were so fleeting, tomorrow he could wake up and decide that she was no longer what he wanted.

"GaEul, what has captured your mind?"

"Oh, nothing sunbae." Smiling at him, she asked, "Where are we going next?"