Chapter 5

A/N: Hello! Here's chapter 5! Sorry that I haven't updated for a while. I've been busy with school:(...did you guys know that I'm sad? I only got two or three reviews on my last chapter. I got so excited whenever I got an email and I would deflate when it wasn't a review notification. Well, enjoyyyy! :D

Ga Eul's POV

I got ready quickly. When I came to my closet, I panicked. What was I supposed to wear? Yi Jung didn't tell me where we were going! What if we went somewhere fancy and I'm dressed like a hobo? What do I do? I paced around the room.

I decided on a sleeveless white shirt with a pink collar. I paired it with a light pink skirt. I carefully chose a warm gray cardigan.

Ring ring ring.

"Yoboseyo?" I said.

"I'm on my way. Be ready." Yi Jung spoke quickly and hung up. I frowned. He really wasn't going to tell me where he was taking me?

I ran around the house looking for my nude pumps. I had found one under the couch, but I didn't know where the other was.

Ding dong.

Crap! I'm not ready!

I ran over to the door, "left-shoeless" and opened it. As expected, Yi Jung was standing there looking perfect, with angels singing in the background. I tried not to stare.

"I-I'm not ready," I blushed. He looked down at my feet. He suddenly bent down and picked something up.

"Here you go, Cinderella." He slipped on my left shoe for me. It was like he made it magically appear.

"Are you saying you're the prince?" I raised an eyebrow as he stood up.

"Yep." He held out his hand, which I gladly took, and we walked to the bright orange sports car together.

"Where are we going?" I asked him as I put my seatbelt on.

"Somewhere." He smirked. I frowned.

"You're wearing the necklace." He stated while smiling. I gave him a small smile.

~o-o~

Yi Jung took me to a museum. His museum. I walked around and admired his pottery on display.

"So, why are we here?" I asked.

"Just because. Can't I hang out with you?" He was expressionless, but he seemed to be happy.

"I was just asking why," I smiled.

"Yeah. Let's go out onto the balcony!" He suddenly lit up and ran down the hall. I followed him.

The balcony was gorgeous. There were colorful flowers in pots everywhere, and the sun was just about to set, making the sky a slight pink color.

"Wow. It's so pretty." I whispered.

"Not as pretty as you," He said.

"What?" I turned to look at him.

"Ga Eul..." He took a step towards me and pulled me close.

"I love you." He whispered. Was I dreaming? I had to be. I discreetly pinched myself. Nope, not a dream.

"I...love you too."

~o-o~

Yi Jung's POV

The ride home was awkward. Neither of us said anything. I drove through the big silver gates leading to me house.

"Y-Your house?" Ga Eul asked.

"Yeah. I was thinking that we could have dinner here,"

"Okay. I've never been to your house before," She said. It was obvious that she was trying to strike up a conversation.

"That's weird. Because I've been to yours plenty," I winked and smiled.

"That's because you come over without telling me and drag me somewhere!" She shook her head. We stopped in front of my house. I got out of the car, threw the keys to the valet, and opened the door for Ga Eul.

"Gomawoyo." She said. She stepped out. I led her inside.

"Woah." I heard her whisper.

"Come on." I took her hand and led her to the dining room. The table was covered in food. She gulped. I tried not to laugh.

"Eat." I ordered. I pulled out a chair for her and she sat down. As soon as I sat across from her, she dug in. It was hard not to roll on the floor and laugh my head off.

"Were you hungry?" I asked, chuckling. She blushed.

"Only a little." She said. I smiled and went back to eating. Butler Kim brought out some wine.

"Thanks. You can leave now." I said, taking the bottle and cups. He bowed and left. I poured Ga Eul's glass and handed it to her.

"This is really good!" She exclaimed between gulps. I was going to tell her to slow down on the drinking, but it was kind of entertaining to watch.

She held out her glass and I poured her some more. She kept drinking and drinking, and when I refused to pour her anymore, she stole the bottle from me and poured for herself.

"Stop drinking!" I tried taking the cup and bottle away from her, but she leaned away from me.

"Noooooo," She dragged the word out. I looked at her cheeks. They were pink. Was she drunk?

"Ga Eul. Seriously. Stop," I leaned over the table and quickly grabbed the wine.

"Damn it, Yi Jung! You're meeeean. You know that?" She smiled lazily at me.

"You're drunk," I said.

"Nuh uhhhhh!" She wagged her finger at me.

"Maybe you should go home..." I suggested.

"No! I like it here. This chair is comfy," She leaned back.

"Ga Eul. You really should go home now," I said.

"You know how girls think you're hot?" She changed the subject.

"Uh huh,"

"Well, I don't think you're hot," She said. Ouch.

"I think you're beautiful on the inside, which is all that counts. Your face doesn't really matter!" She sat up and slammed her hands on the table. Hearing her say that warmed my heart. Except for the fact that she was drunk and just called me ugly...I think.

"Girls like you because of your money. And your face. But they don't really like you. You know?" She continued. Where was this going?

"Uh huh..." I replied. If she was talking this much...would she answer any question truthfully? I decided to change course on the topic.

"So. Ga Eul. What is the most embarrassing moment of your life?" I asked.

"Well, last year, I was changing in the gym lockers at my school, and this new girl left and went to the gymnasium. She left the door wiiiiide open, and everyone saw me changing. The thing is, I didn't notice 'till the veeery end." She whispered.

I laughed.

"Ga Eul yang. Do you like me?"

"Yep. You're super nice." She grinned.

"Do you like me romantically?" I pressed.

"Yeah." She didn't say anything more. She twiddled with her thumbs.

"Do you think I'm good-looking?" I asked. Why was I being weird?

"Yeah! You're heart-stoppingly handsome!" She whispered loudly. "I think you're amazing. But I don't know why you act like this!" She frowned.

"Act like what?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You say you don't like me the way that I want you to. But you act so sweeeeeet and romaaaaantic all the time. I don't get iiiiit." She pouted. I blinked. She had a point...but I lied about not liking her.

"I-Is there anyone that you're jealous of?" I changed the subject again.

"Eun Jae unnie." She sighed. I think I stopped breathing.

"Huh? Why?" I asked breathlessly.

"She's loved by eeeeveryone. She's beautiful and kind and talented. And the thing that I'm the moooost jealous of...is that she's loved by you." She said quietly. Then she started giggling wiggling her arms like an octopus. It was funny, but I couldn't laugh. How did she know about that?

"Hey. Let's play PQ!" She stopped dancing and stared at me intensely.

"What's PQ?" I really didn't want to play games with a drunk person.

"PQ stands for "personal question". You have to ask someone a personal question and they have to answer truthfullyyyyy!" She stood up and grabbed my arm.

"Do you have a couch? I wanna sit on a couuuuch!" She bounced up and down. I laughed and walked to the living room, with Ga Eul right behind me. She sat on the white leather couch.

"Plop!" She shouted as she landed on the cushions. "Let's staaaart."

"Okay. You can go first." I said.

"Yay! Ummmmm...what age would you lose your virginity?" She asked. Woah. This was awkward.

"I'm not...a virgin." I said slowly.

"Oh yeah! That totally slipped from my mind! Sorry!" She bonked her head and giggled.

"What about you? What age would you lose your virginity, Ga Eul?"

"I dunno. Maybe after marriage?" She tapped her chin.

"Oh," I said stupidly.

"Ya know, this is boring!" She pouted and yawned.

"You should probably go home now, Ga Eul yang..." I helped her stand up.

"What time is it?" She asked.

"Eleven forty-seven,"

"Okay! She walked towards the kitchen and fell. She could barely stand or walk by herself.

"Actually, you should stay here for tonight. To be safe," I helped her back to the couch. She suddenly slapped my shoulder.

"I told you I was waiting until marriage!" She shouted.

"Not for that! Just to sleep." My face felt hot.

"Okay then! Carry me." She reached her arms out. I sighed and picked her up bridal style. I carried her up to my room.

~o-o~

Ga Eul's POV

I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room. Where am I? I looked to my left. Yi Jung was sleeping right next to me. I gasped and rolled off the bed with a loud thud.

"Ow..." I rubbed my behind. I only felt...my underwear. I looked down at my clothes. I was wearing a light gray dress shirt that was too big for me. I looked under my shirt. Just my undergarments. Did I... sleep with Yi Jung? I glanced at him. He was dressed in a T-shirt and pajama pants. D-did he change me?! I felt myself panicking. I quickly stood up and walked over to Yi Jung's sleeping form.

"H-Hey! Wake up!" I whispered fiercely as I shook him. He groaned and opened his eyes.

"Oh. Hi." He said.

"What am I doing here? And WHY am I dressed like this?" I tried to keep my voice down.

"You were drunk last night and it would've been dangerous to send you home," He mumbled. He closed his eyes and burrowed his face into his pillow.

"Hey! But why am I dressed like this?" I asked, shaking him. He pushed my hands away.

"Yah!" I shouted. I shook him again. "Why am I dressed like this?" I frowned.

"Well, you can't sleep in those clothes, can you?" He gestured to my clothes folded neatly on the chair.

"I could have! Did...did you change me?" I tried not to let myself die.

"Y-yeah." Yi Jung was wide awake now.

I started sobbing like a maniac. He saw me! He SAW me!

"Hey! D-don't cry! I didn't look, really!" He pleaded, trying to calm me down. I didn't stop.

"Whhhyyyyyy!" I sobbed. "You have maaaaids!" I banged my head on the blankets, which didn't really do anything, but it was better than letting Yi Jung see my face.

"S-Sorry, it was late and—" He was stopped talking. I sniffled and wiped my tears.

"D-Do you promise you didn't s-see?" I asked, hicupping.

"Yeah..." He said. I sighed with relief.

"I'm going to get changed." I ignored my headache and walked over to the chair. I grabbed my clothes and walked into Yi Jung's bathroom.

~o-o~

Yi Jung's POV

I lied to her again. I did see her. I was going to close my eyes, but it didn't work out. I had to keep my eyes open, or else I wouldn't be able to see what I was doing.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, I let out a breath. My mind flashed back to her body.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Thank you for..uh...lending me your shirt." Ga Eul walked out of the bathroom wearing the same clothes as yesterday. She walked over to me and handed me the dress shirt. She stood there awkwardly.

"No problem..." I looked away. I was bombing. It had never been this hard for me to talk to a girl.

"Okay...well...I'll go home now..." Ga Eul awkwardly wobbled to the door, almost tripped, and left. I quickly got dressed and followed her out.

"I'll drive you home," I caught up with her before she left the house.

"Aniyo, it's fine." She smiled and shook her head furiously. I ignored her and took her to my car.

~o-o~

Ga Eul's POV

I had never been more embarrassed in my life. I got drunk and probably said something to Yi Jung, he said he didn't see me undressed, but I saw through his lie, and now, he was driving me home in an awkward silence.

"Ga Eul..." Yi Jung began.

"Yes?" I looked up from my hands.

"About yesterday...at the museum..." He parked in front of my house and looked at me with those perfect eyes.

"You believe me, right?" He gave me a small smile. I slowly nodded.

"Well, good. Because I believed you too." He smiled and leaned in towards me. I closed my eyes. I felt his breath on my face.

"GA EUL!" I heard someone yell from outside.

Startled, I opened my eyes and looked out the window. Jan Di was standing there, her arms crossed.

"Um...bye, sunbae. Thank you." I quickly stumbled out of the car. Jan Di dragged me inside as I waved.

A/N: How was it? I don't know, know matter how much I tried to convince myself, this chapter seemed kind of bad to me. Not the events in the story, but the writing...And I know this one was pretty short, but the next chapter will be longer, I promise! Well, I hope you liked it:) Any suggestions for the next chapter? Review!