I can't believe that he is mine

A knock on the door, wee!

The drive home couldn't have been more stressful. Taewoon is the only thing on my mind and that's it. That's how you die in traffic, that your head is somewhere else. Still I managed to get home safely. And of course, a text came in on my phone about if I arrived safely. Typical. From Sungmin of all people.

On the other hand, nothing from Taewoon even when I came inside my flat and turned on the Wi-Fi to see if he had sent a snap, or imessage, or something else that required wife. But no! He can't be that busy that he have forgotten those three words he said for the first time ever to me! I throw the phone lightly on the couch and ran my fingers through my hair.

"I just need to calm down. It probably isn't that big of a deal."

I started to go back and forth in between the couch and the TV.

"He probably have had a few girlfriends before so the words comes easier to him than me, who has her first boyfriend ever!"

In the end, I am back to earth with a normal pulse.

I sit down on the couch and look at the time. 3:37pm. Damn I should do something out of the day instead of thinking about that for the whole day.

Well well. What to do?

And in that second, there's a knock on my door. I stand up and slowly walk over to the door. The peson on the other side is going nuts with the knocks. I open the door with the speed of lightning so if the person standing would fall if he leaned on the door.

There I was meet with a half falling Taewoon. Before he could fall, too much I step in front of him to help. We start to laugh both of us still half way falling.

"Can I get back up now?" He says with a light and playfully voice

"Sure" I say and push him lightly of me so he can gather his balance. While standing there I see that he is more 'classy'. Black pants light grey sweater, like a thin one, and a white shirt underneath that poops out on the bottom and the collar all around the neck. He is even wearing a pair of glasses and no cap!

"May I come in?" He asked so politely. That's defiantly something new!

"Yeah... Yeah of course" I say and step aside. One thing I failed to notice is that his hands are folded in front of him. He looks like he is going to meet my parents for the first time or something, and that it was my dad who answered the door and not me.

Normally he would kick of his shoes and sit down on the couch in one second but now he is just standing there looking like a lost puppy, with glasses.

"So how was practice with those idiotic dance steps?" He is smiling and thank god for that.

"Yeah I think I'm getting the hang of it" Still no movements. I who is leaning on the wall in the hall and him standing straight up and down in middle of my Livingroom.

"I am sorry but would you mind... uhm getting... dressed?" I have never seen him this nervous, like ever, not even before a concert! 

to be honest i am here with a pair of denim shorts and a black singlet, so definitely not as classy as him. 

"Yeah sure" I say and walk over to my bedroom; I stop in the door and look back at him. He hasn't even followed me with his eyes. So much new stuff!

"Any sort of dress code that I should know about?" Whit this he turns around.

Now he walks over to me in the open door and stands inches away. I need to lift my head to see his face and not his neck. He is the perfect height for me.