Ace of Hearts

I Only Care About You

Rinsing her face with water she squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush and angrily brushed her teeth. For a second back there she'd been afraid he might choke. She had just been teasing him. He needn't take her seriously. Goodness!

Twisting around she yelled at the door, "At least you have a huge throat!"

Back to brushing her teeth with much energy.

Crazy Sehun.

All over a freaking piece of paper. What was so important about it anyway?

This morning she made it to the dining table first. Stealthily staring at Sehun when he arrived and took his chair.

"Oh?" she mocked. "You have an appetite?"

Clearing his throat, Sehun ignored her remark, "You woke up early."

"Probably not as early as you'd like," Namjoo said. "What did you write anyway?"

His face went red again making her suspicious.

"If you're drafting a will, I'd like you to leave me everything when you die." Namjoo rambunctiously told.

"You wish," he replied then his expression switched slyly. "Now that you mention it, I'll leave my inheritance to my child; son or daughter."

Namjoo bared her teeth making a face at him.

After breakfast she stationed herself in front of the television, flipping through the channels for something to watch. A bunch of animated shows were on rerun. Since it was the weekend sitcoms were taking a break. She'd have to wait a few hours for the good dramas to begin airing.

Her vision dashed up when Sehun came into the room. He came right to the couch and sat by her. Relaxing with a deep sigh he sunk back into the couch. Frowning at him she scooted away. A second later he scooted toward her like a magnet. Tossing another frown his way Namjoo scooted nearer the arm of the furniture. Sehun scooted toward her again.

"Will you stop it?!" she shouted at him.

"What?" he shrugged innocently.

Glaring at him she rose and dropped into the adjacent single seat. Yet as she focused on the screen, she could feel laser eyes burning into her cheek. A glance showed him sneakily smiling at her.

She snapped, "What?!"

"Nothing." He shrugged.

Giving up, she got up to walk away. On second thought she swerved around and strut toward him, towering over him. Sehun stared up at her clueless. Grabbing the throw pillow on her chair she threw it at him before walking off satisfied.

Heading into the kitchen Namjoo went right to the fridge to fetch a glass of juice. Scanning the leftovers stocked away in organized containers, she reached for the bottle of orange juice. Clutching it tightly she turned to reach for a glass, but ended up slamming into the fridge jolted by shock when she saw Sehun behind her.

"What the F!" she cursed.

"What are you doing?"

"None of your business. Move it." Pushing him away she opened a cupboard to pull a cup down and continued her task ignoring him. Again. Yet she felt her cheek hotly burning again.

A glance and she shot Sehun another glare for staring.

"What do you want?!" she snapped again. Couldn't he leave her alone for a second? He didn't have friends to go golfing with on a beautiful Saturday morning? Why stay home?

"Let's go on a date."

"Why?" Was the first thing out of her mouth. Her brain conducted quick math. His parents were hardly around now that their marriage was officiated. No longer worried that her and the non-existent baby weren't a part of the family.