Seo Dantae's POV:

Jeo Jenny asked me to date her as a threat.

As I felt that my throat was dry from nervousness, I said calmly, "What's the point of dating someone who isn't interested in you?"

She laughed and said, "You're not interested now... But you will be..."

"I'm afraid not... You're just playing low like this, Jeo Jenny. You can threaten me to date you. However, you can't force someone to like you." I replied.

"Don't use your psychological tricks on me. If you don't wanna date me, then I'd show this to my dad... These are the only choices that you have..." She said with a smirk on her face.

Look what you've gotten yourself into just because of acting like a crazy guy for a moment!... I can't let Myung be in someone else's hands...

I sighed regrettably, "Fine."

She then stood straight and said excitedly, "Then I will see you this Sunday at 7 P.M.!"

I shouldn't have underestimated Jeo Jenny!...
Her face looks so innocent that you think she'd never do something bad even though she's evil inside!...

"Alright," I said.

Joe Jenny walked towards the door, and before leaving the room, she said, "By the way... Don't make the same mistake again, Dr. Seo... If you wanna work in peace, you should act morally."

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As she left, I huffed in disbelief, "It couldn't be worse!"...

I got up from my seat and slapped my cheeks lightly. "Just bear with it, Dantae! She'll get tired of you pretty soon..."

I then headed to the PICU and walked into Myung's room as he was sitting in the armchair, hugging his knees and lost in his thoughts. "Good morning, Myung," I said.

Myung looked at me for a few seconds, "Um." Then he averted his gaze, flustered.

Gosh... It's obvious that he's awkward...

I stepped closer and asked, "Shall we take a walk in the garden?"

Myung's face had a hint of redness when he dropped his head to his knees. "I don't... feel like it."

I crouched down in front of him and rested my chin on my palms as I leaned my elbows on my knees. "C-can you forgive... me?... I don't want our efforts to go in vain. I won't do anything stupid ever again..."

My heart throbbed in pain as I felt a pang of sadness come to me...

Myung lifted his head and stared at me in wonder, "Forgive you for what?"

"For what I did yesterday..." I replied, embarrassed.

He held his fingers against his lips. "It's alright..."

I muttered, "But... you don't seem alright..." 

Myung lost his temper and flicked my forehead, "I'm just embarrassed!!!! You stupid Doctor!!!! How can you expect me to feel nothing?!"

My butt hit the floor. "Ack."

We stared at each other silently for a moment as both of our faces were red, and my heart was beating fast in my chest.

But! Hold on!... What did he say?!...

As I suddenly realized something more important than my love issues here, I asked in confusion, "You... Felt?... What did you feel?! Tell me in detail!..."

Myung was jolted back by my question and snapped at me, "W- why... W-would... I tell you?!!!"

"Because I need to know as your doctor!" I said.

He smirked, "Now, you've become a doctor, huh?! There's no way I would talk about this to you!"

I stood up and looked down at him seriously, "Was the embarrassment the only thing you'd felt?"

Myung pressed his lips together and glared at me as he shook his head in disagreement.

Stubborn as always...

I sighed in disappointment and said, "Fine. You don't have to talk about it... But... Just realize you're feeling other emotions than pain or sadness. And this is a good sign..."

His eyes sparkled in a mischievous way, and then he said teasingly as he got up from the armchair, "Am I Snow White, who'd get cured by the Prince's kiss?..."

Badum... Why are you so cute?... Badum...

"I can give you as much as you want if that can help you to heal because you're prettier than her," I muttered mindlessly, oblivious to what was being said.

Myung's eyes widened in shock. "You really need therapy, Seo Dantae!"

Huh!... W-what did... I say?!....

I smacked my forehead with my palm as I was disappointed in myself. "For God's sake!!!"

Myung burst into laughter and said while he was laughing, "What's wrong with you seriously! Hahaha... You're indeed crazy!... Hahaha... This situation is so ridiculous! I can't!... Hahaha..."

As I watched him laugh barely enough to hold his stomach, I felt a warm sensation rush through my body, as if sunlight was shining on my skin and making it radiant.

I pulled him into my arms and said softly, "I wish you would always laugh like this..." Then I stroked his hair lightly.

As Myung was embraced by me, I could sense heartbeats between us, but could not tell whether they were coming from myself or us...
A bittersweet tear dropped down on my cheek unknowingly, and I buried my head in his shoulder, sniffling.

He then asked, "Why are you crying?"

"I... Don't know... I'm happy and sad at the same time... Why is this situation getting more complicated..." I whined as I squeezed him tighter.

"I'm sorry." He said in a gloomy tone.

I pulled back and held his shoulders."Don't say sorry for something that's not your fault. I'm the one who should take responsibility for my own struggles..."

Myung stared at me with a different expression on his face that I had never seen before. His sad eyes were filled with worry and care...

Strangely, I could feel why he was looking at me in that way...
He has become wary of my feelings and actions...

You're here to solve his problems, not add more to them!... I told myself.

Then I rubbed my face frustratingly and asked after an exhale, "Shall we start our session?"

He looked at me for a few seconds, trying to read my expression. "Um... C-can I ask you something before starting?" Myung asked as he noticed I wanted to change the subject.

"Yeah, sure!" I said.

"The typing machine that you brought here once, can you let me have it?" He muttered hesitantly.

I said nervously, "Ah!... Em... You know that I can't leave it here... So..."

"I promise that I won't do something stupid! I want to write!" Myung cut off my words.

I was startled by his sudden passionate request. However, I thought that could be a huge step for him to move forward.

After thinking for a moment, I said, "Alright. But I need to get permission first."

He smiled in response, "Okay... Now, let's begin!"

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Kim Haru's POV:

I opened my eyes in the morning after having another nightmare. I let out a huff and rolled over to the side.

I gasped in fear as I saw Alex lying down next to me!...

What's going on?... Why is he here?... Is he real or an illusion?... I wondered as I poked his cheek lightly to check.

Why can't I remember shit from last night???!!...

Alex frowned slightly and opened his eyes, staring at me. "Y-You're awake now, Sir?..."

"What are you doing here?" I asked, confused.

Alex rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Don't you remember?!"

I shook my head and sat down, checking myself...

Thankfully, I have my pants on!...

He then sat straight and said, "Last night you were blacked out at the bar, and they contacted me to take you."

I looked at him, "And?..."

"When I took you here... Y-You... Didn't let go of me... Keep calling me, Myung..." Alex explained carefully.

Damn me!...

"I didn't do anything wrong to you, right?" I asked nervously.

He blushed in response and remained silent...

Shit... I must have done something!!!!...

I sighed regrettably, "I'm sorry if I asu~..."

Alex waved his hands nervously in the air as he said, "No need to be sorry!... It was just a kiss!... You passed out after that although you held me close in your arms, so I couldn't leave..."

Gosh! My head hurts... He's not even similar to him... I really need to quit drinking...

I got out of bed. "I troubled you last night anyway, so I should apologize... You don't have to handle my private life issues..."

"It's alright. People make mistakes..." he said as he followed me out of the room.

I stopped walking, and his head bumped into my back. I then turned around and said, "Why are you following me? You can use my room's bathroom. I use the other one..."

Alex stared at me and said shyly, "Ah! Sorry! I guess following you around has become my habit! Haha..."

I huffed and walked into the other room without saying more. What is he?... The little duck following his mom?...

I chuckled at my own thought...

~

After taking a shower, I ordered breakfast for us to eat. Then I sat on the couch, scrolling on my phone until I heard Alex's voice coming from the room, "Sir!!!"

I walked into the room and knocked on the bathroom door. "What's wrong?"

He swung the door slightly open and peeked outside. "I d-don't have spare clothes..."

My eyes widened. "Oh! Hang on!..." I rushed to my closet and rummaged through my clothes to find something suitable for him.

My clothes would be too big for him...

As I was searching, I noticed Myung's clothes in the box that I had put there since he had left. I opened the box hesitantly and pulled out a white T-shirt with black sweatpants.

Then I knocked on the door again and handed them to Alex after he opened the door. "Here... This should be fit..."

Why do I feel guilty about lending Myung's clothes to him?...

I sighed and returned to the living room, dumbfounded.

When Alex came out of the room, he asked, "These are not yours, right?"

As I turned my gaze to Alex, I noticed the clothes perfectly fit him, "You know the answer, Alex."

He sat next to me on the couch. "Why are you still keeping his clothes?"

I raised an eyebrow and said, annoyed, "Why? You don't like wearing my ex's clothes?"

"No! I-I meant... Something else..." He stuttered anxiously.

I stared at him, waiting to continue...

He then asked another question, "Why don't you get it over with him?"

+"I forgot to throw his stuff away... And... It's not that I don't want to... I just can't... Not yet..."

-"I... really can't... understand you..."

+"That's because you've never been in love..."

Alex clenched his little fists and muttered, "I hope I would never fall in... that trap..."

Does he have some kind of phobia?... He was also like this the last time we talked about these things...

"What you fear the most will always come to find you, though... " I said in response.

He flinched at my words and stared at me with wide-open eyes, not saying a word as he was panicked.

Seeing him scared over a silly thing is somehow funny...

I ruffled his wet hair and smiled at him, "It's not as bad as you think... There's nothing to be afraid of..."

Alex's tears rolled down his cheeks, and he then whined, "But I... Don't... Wanna become... As miserable as you guys or my m~... Waaaaahhh..."

This brat!!!!!...

I glared at him while he was still crying. "Did you just call your boss miserable?"

Alex jolted and came back to his senses immediately. "Ah~... I-I'm so s-sorry!!!..." He then wiped his tears quickly and sniffled.

...Ding-Dong...

"Our breakfast is here..." I sighed and walked to the front door.

I know that I am miserable even if you don't remind me...

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