Maybe not so different

Moving on

I don’t desire anything else

I can’t live one day without you

I only love one person,

You

"Saying I love you" – Soyou (SISTAR)

Hyoyeon

When Hyoyeon opened the door the following morning she did not expect to see him.

Maybe Chaerin, Jongsuk, Min, or even one of the other members of the dance project. But not him. So why was he here?

He was in the living room looking at the pictures of her and the girls. His eyes lingered on a picture of Yuri and she could see a change in them. She placed her mug back on the coaster that was on the small table in their living room. She stood up and finally spoke to him.

“What are you doing here?”

He didn’t answer and picked up his own mug and brought it to his lips. She eyed his movements.

She huffed and slammed her palm on the table. She was growing tired of this little game he was playing. “Why are you here Jiyong?”

“Because I can Hyoyeon.”

“Maybe so but you haven’t said anything since you got here.”

He smiled and then laughed. “I didn’t know you liked the sound of my voice so much, even though I’ve been so nice to you, why do you treat me like this?”

“I don’t need your pity Jiyong.” Huffing she leaned back down into the couch, defeated. “I never asked you to be nice to me either.”

“Kurae, but tell me something.” His sharp eyes held her down.  “What if I told you Taeyang plans to look for you soon.”

“BWO?” she yelled out loud casing him to get annoyed of her tone.

“Like I said for all I know he might be on his way as we speak.”

“Why didn’t you say so earlier?” She jumped up and started tiding up the room. “Oh God, I look so terrible.”

“I see you’re ready to face him huh?”

“What? Of course I am, I know what to say to him now.”

“And what is that?”

“That Yuri is not some plaything.”

This time it was his turn to be shocked. Wasn’t she mad at her?

“What do you mean by that?”

She stopped and turned to him.

“When came back to the dorm yesterday Yuri and I made up. She didn’t stop from telling me what happened. I may love Taeyang but he's not worth it if all he does is mess with people's feelings.”

Hyoyeon finished and picked up the mugs from the table and walked towards the kitchen. She came back with her hands on her hips and looked down at Jiyong. “Now, if you excuse me I need to prepare to have the talk of my life.”

Taeyang

He was leaving his car, placing a small box in his pocket and walking towards the elevator of an apartment building. Pressing the same numbers as he had before, he was finally on his way to the dorm of SNSD. To meet his Hyoyeon.

Yes, he loved her and he was finally going to take the initiative and make her his. ‘I only hope she feels the same way.’ He thought.

The elevator chimes his arrival and once the door open he dashes into the hallway leading to the dorm.