Tender Love {Chanyeol/Jongin} [English Ver.]

~30~

Chanyeol and Naeun laid down in her bed with her text book infront. She showed him everything she had to study for the next day and he not only felt bad for her, but for him as well: he would not leave until he helped her to study everything, that was what he set his mind to.

There was no distraction from part of any of them. They literally concentrated to study and only that.

Hours passed by very quick and the night came. Naeun was afraid for the exam because the teacher's exams were not easy! She tried her best to memorize all about the sculptures, paintings. . . that they studied last quarter. The good thing was that some information about a couple of those things stayed in her brain.

Chanyeol stood up from bed and stretched. He walked through her bedroom and took a look at everything although he has done that a couple times before. He walked to her desk and looked to the shelf above: a lot of books were well placed there. He readed all of the names of them and when he noticed there was one without a name, he grabbed it. It was brown and looked more like a notebook than a book. He opened it and smiled after noticing it was a personal journal.

Naeun had looked away from her book seconds ago and focused on him, seeing if he would really read it. She felt her heart stop when he stopped at a page for a while, reading it.

"Yah!" She exclaimed, startling him. "Don't touch my things."

He smiled and walked to her grabbing the journal. He sat down next to her and she sat up as well. She took it off his hands and closed it.

"You mustn't read this."

"Why? Are there your deepest secrets?" He teased.

"Things you can't know about." She stood up and walked to her desk. He followed her with his eyes.

"Since when you have it?" He asked as she put the journal on its place.

"Hmm. . . Since high school." She turned around and sat down in bed again.

"Do you write everyday?"

"No. Just when I feel like writing. . . ," she sighed. "Want something to eat? It's dinner time already."

"Will you cook?" He grinned as the two of them stood up and walked towards the kitchen. She glared at him.

"I'll make ramen."

"Fancy." He sat down in the table while she began looking for what she needed for it.

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"If I eat all this in a minute you will let me read your journal," Chanyeol said as he grabbed his chopsticks. Naeun laughed.

"No!" She exclaimed.

"I'm curious!"

"If you eat all that quick you'll get stomach ache. And I won't let you read my journal. That's private!" He pouted as he looked down to his plate. She smiled.

"At least a page?" He asked as he quickly looked at her, which made her laugh.

"I will read you a line. But if you. . ."

"I won't buy you more chocolates," he interrupted.

"I have enough chocolates here." She pulled her tongue out. "If you show me the songs you have written in the notebook I gave you."

"Hey! That's worth at least a page of your journal!"

"A line or nothing. . . ."

"Fine."

They finished eating and Naeun looked for her journal in her bedroom. She came back to the living room and sat next to Chanyeol in the couch. He was excited to know what she had written there even though it wasn't something to get excited about.