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⌕ › PARK JAY

jay thinks it's great that you (finally) want to learn how to swim and is ecstatic when you say that you want him to teach you.

jay is always being praised for having excellent coaching skills, and rightfully so, because you end up learning the basics in no time.

he takes your swimming lessons seriously because he doesn't want to let you down, and wants to be more than just the boyfriend who buys you buys you dinner and holds you hand :( he wants to prove he's someone you can count on.

still, he gets carried away and insists that your paddling has to be precise, your diving must be spot-on, and even your breathing should be top notch.

at one point, jay momentarily forgets that this is your swimming lesson, and not his chance to show off.

he ends up jumping in the water to show you what "a perfect swimmer looks like" so you just sit on the edge of the pool and watch.

⌕ › SIM JAKE

jake is well aware that you don't know how to swim, but when you ask him to teach you he plays dumb.

he jokingly tries to talk you out of it while simultaneously being cute and cringe like, "you don't have to learn to swim. i can be your personal canoe."

you scoff and insist that he teaches you, but he keeps stalling, even when you bring up how he used to spend lots of his free time swimming.

"me? in a pool? nah, that's never happened. you're making stuff up."

eventually he gives in since he knows how eager you are to learn.

he's such a caring coach, always cheering you on and checking to make sure you're okay.

give him a kiss on the cheek or forehead afterwards as a proper thank you and watch as he malfunctions and dramatically falls into the water.

⌕ › PARK SUNGHOON

sunghoon can be overprotective, but hey, he has trouble swimming too and thinks a day in the pool could be pretty fun.

he gets ni-ki to teach you both since word on the street is that ni-ki's a great swimmer.

he starts the lessons off by teasing you T_T

"you don't know how to swim? that's so sad."

and then it turns into ni-ki clowning you both.

"you're guys are pathetic."

the two of you throw playfully bicker as you follow the maknae's instructions and paddle back and forth.

sunghoon is always looking out for you, and since he knows you so well, he can tell when you're too tired to continue.

he tells ni-ki that you need a break and gives you a boost onto one of the floats in the pool.

and then he continues practicing while shooting a small smirk at you every now and then to remind you that his swimming skills are way of ahead of yours.

he just likes the idea of you relying on him, so the thought of him learning enough to teach you later on instead of ni-ki brings him lots of joy.

"Did ... did something happen at work?" she tried again. No response as he just held his head. Quietly she mumbled 'must be a headache then'. And she left it at that.

They sat in silence for a moment before she snapped out of her trance and remembered the meal she prepared, "oh! I bet you haven't had dinner yet. Wait a moment...".

Eagerly she got up to plate his dinner. Only then did he secretly opened his eyes to watch her in his kitchen. He couldn't help but think 'as if this is her kitchen'. He didn't look too pleased.

Not a moment later she turned around to call for her maid to make tea. He shut his eyes again, hoping she didn't see him. When she looked away, he watched her again. Several questions lingered in his mind but he kept silent.

"There you go. Chicken mushroom pie. I made them myself earlier this afternoon. It's still warm so eat it now" she urged him.

Yet again she didn't get any response from him. He was as still as a tree branch. Since his eyes were still shut, she wondered if he had fallen asleep.

"S-San?" she called out, "are you asleep?".

This time he finally opened his eyes and immediately saw the beautifully golden brown slice of her chicken mushroom pie. It wasn't much of vegetables, how odd. Did she know he didn't enjoy vegetables?

The maids had already poured him a cup of hot tea and it calmed down his nerves instantly. He took his time with the tea and at last, finally picked up his utensils to dig in.

He ate in silence and she kept seated beside him. She secretly hoped that he would praise and compliment her and the dish she made but it didn't seem like he was going to speak anytime soon. Prick, slice, chew. It went like that for the whole dinner.

"I used your favourite kind of chicken. How ... how do you like it?" fiddling with her fingers she bravely spoke up again. For the first time since he came back, San spoke up.

"And just how did you know I liked this chicken, hmm?" setting down his utensils, turning his head to the side. He kept a hard look on her as if to intimidate her. Thinking she hit the jackpot and finally taking his guard down, she of course happily answered him.

Smiling, "I had asked one of the chefs what they usually prepared for you and came to know you only requested a special kind of chicken. I had one of the maids run the errand while I prepared everything else".

San's hands were fisted tight under the table, careful to not let it run wild, not again. He promised. The woman in front of him either didn't care or was one hell of an actress. From being stressed at work because fools couldn't do their jobs properly to coming home to this lady in front of him, smiling eye to eye at him.

"What else do you have planned to be the perfect replacement? Tell me. Was getting married to me not enough? So you took her bedroom. Getting her maiden space wasn't enough so you threw away her clothes."

Standing up in shock, she backed away from the marble table. With each word, she backed to the wall. What crime has she committed for this treatment?

"S-San ah ... please. It’s been 3 weeks. Please don't confuse me further" the mistress of the house was holding on to the edge, wishing her husband stopped talking. She can't cry. No, she wouldn't cry.

The dimly lit orange tinted dining room could be heard clapping and the mistress's heavy breathing.

"One clap. Two claps, three claps, four. The devil's idle play, just how many more?" even Satan himself would be terrified of such sing-song taunting.

"Please...what are you saying?!" she screeched as her newly wedded husband stepped closer. She knew he wouldn't hurt her physically, however it didn't mean his crazy antics didn't bother her.

"Now it’s your closet but it isn't enough. Your last straw was cooking, cooking me this dish, my dear wife" he spoke. She didn't need to ask again, because he knew what she wanted and he was going to give it to her.

"You want to understand?" he asked. She nodded her head. He smiled. He leaned forward, placing his bigger hands on her waist to steady himself. He grabbed the flesh of her waist, warning her to be sure to listen to what he had to say properly. For the master was only going to say it once.

One by one he spoke with menace, "you. will. never. be. the. replacement. In my eyes, you are most certainly not the mistress of this estate."

San pushed himself off and looked at her straight into the eye, locking her full attention to him and his words,

"and in my heart? you will never be her."

pierced her heart over and over again; her one and only heart.

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