𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚜 O𝚏 A 𝙵𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, the hierarchy

01.

"White lies."

Just like every weekend, Rina's at the studio with Woojin. Having a comfortable silence which was suddenly interrupted by ringing of Woojin's phone. When it first rang, it didn't bother the atmosphere as Rina continued her painting while Woojin lay on the bed with his sketchpad, stealing some glances at Rina from time to time.

And, like every hour, he declines the call making her annoyed. "Aren't you going to answer that?" She calmly said. "What if it's an emergency or something?"

He chuckled. "Believe me, it's not."

"Is it Ri-an?"

Woojin hummed. "No." He continued sketching, the scratch sound filling the room with the friction of the pencil onto the rough paper. 

Rina turned to the boy sighing, tired of asking him. "Anyways..." She stood up and drop her body on the bed beside him. "What are you sketching?" Before she could catch a glimpse of what he's doing he quickly closed the pad. "The fuck?" She exclaimed and tried to take it from Woojin.

"Hey! Stop!" He laughs as he watch the tiny woman struggle to pull the sketchpad away from him. "You're unfair, you already saw what I'm painting and now, you won't show me your work?" She unconsciously climbed on Woojin's lap, trying to reach the pad his hiding.

For her, what she did was nothing. For Woojin, at that very moment she's accidentally making the boy below her lose his mind. Until Rina's phone started to ring, she quickly got off his lap and grabbed her phone making Woojin have time to breath and come back to reality.

He leaned on the bed with his elbows as he casually stare at Rina. Woojin don't know if she remembers that night like he remembers but, what matters to him is after that night, nothing turned awkward like Jaey-i and Ri-an's. For now, he is contented still having Rina.

"Yeah, okay. I'm on my way." He heard Rina say before ending the call. "Who was it?" He asked. "I'll tell you if, you tell me who called you." She replied playfully. "It was Seon-u. Who was yours?" He told her straight-away. "My mom." She answered. "I have to go."

He stood up. "You want me to drive you?"

"Nah, my driver will be here in a couple of minutes. Thank you." She grabbed her coat and Hermes bag. "See you on Monday." 

He hummed in response and took something from his closet and handing it to her. "Here." Rina's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Another Hermès bag? Again?"

"Plus that Miss Dior perfume you liked when we went to Monaco last month." He says it like it's nothing. Rina crossed her arms. "What did you do this time? Why are you like this?" 

Woojin scoffed as he gently took her hand and put the paper bags on it. "Nothing, can't I give you gifts without you suspecting me?" 

"Okay, fine...Thank you what ever your reason for this." She sarcastically replied. "You're scaring me." 

Woojin laughed and kissed her forehead.