âYeah, a boyfriend. Pretty serious one, if you ask me. Guess you did,â she murmured back, putting her hands over top his. âIs that so? I dunno, heâs pretty amazing. Not the kind of guy you let go if you can help it, so youâd have to be pretty damn impressive to convince me to leave him.â Glancing back at the tablet, she scrolled for a moment before giving up and putting it where she found it. âWhy do you even have some of these? Theyâre really ugly,â she mumbled as she smiled up at him. There were a lot of times that she wondered how sheâd gotten through to this side of him, how sheâd gotten lucky enough to be in the position she was with him. Now was definitely one of them. âYou? Delicate? I have a hard time believing thatâŚ.â
âOh? Heâs that great of a guy? I have to know who he is-- if you think heâs that great and all.â Joonki teased. A little laugh bubbled up from him at her comments about the clothing and he found himself agreeing all too quickly. âI know, I know. I hate most of the costumes we have, but what can I do. Iâm not in charge-- I should be, but Iâm not. I just have to go with it and whatever bullshit concept that Seojin gives me to handle.â Even just sitting here, it wasnât long before he found himself extremely close to nodding off. Itâs been a long day and after failing to hide a yawn he tried to nuzzle closer to her. âShut up. I am delicate. Just not in the conventional way. I cry during the titanic okay. And I am sensitive to loud noises. I bite when angry. Delicate.â












