Arranged Marriage with Luhan

His and Hers

Luhan's P.o.V.

I was walking down the pavement with Jjeolbae. I have been confused lately. She just chuckled when I brought the topic about the marriage a day ago, and now, it is alright with her to dismiss the case. It is probably caused by her troubles with her brother, Taeyang. I want to ask her, it has been complicated, more than I expected. But I was afraid to do so, and I have decided to shake my thoughts out.

We stopped at the van and entered. The trip was silent, but we indeed enjoy each other company. There was no need for us to go verbally, all we need is each other's presence. I am glad that Baekhyun and Lay stayed, probably because they were just forced to face a false fate, and they have just realized that they were wrong all the time.

"We never saw you talk, Baekhyun and Lay." Said Kris, clutching his grip onto the driving wheel.

"Yeah, we talk when you're asleep."

"That's creepy though." Lay remarked as we laughed.

"I'm glad that everything went back to their places." Jjeolbae said as all of us nodded. But her worried look is showing, though I am the only one to notice it.

We went down the van, as all of us decided to call it a day.

"Lotte World tomorrow~~~ " Chanyeol cheered as all of us laughed.

"Good idea."

"Let's go!" I said as Jjeolbae smiled.

"My friends were right. Boys really are simple-minded." She said as all of us laughed.

"I'm sleepy. Let's call it a day."

"Yeah, right."

"Good night, guys."

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All of us went on our own rooms as I reached for the handle of my door. Then, I saw Jjeolbae coming to her room.

"Jjeol." 

"What?"

"Let's talk."

"What about?" she asked as I grabbed her by the wrists, bringing her softly to the elevator.

"What is it?" she asked as the elevator doors opened.

"What....what do you think of me?" I asked.

"A deer, a fluffy deer. A cute flowerboy." She said and laughed.

"That's all?" She asked, smiling.

Jjeolbae's P.o.V.

"N..no." He stuttered, looking away.

"Then what?"

"Either...romantically...or as a friend." He said and looked down the floor.

"It's still early for that!"

"A..answer me." He said weakly as I stood in shock. I cannot answer clearly nor move.

"Uh...."

"Sorry, I must have rushed you." He said and smiled. He opened the elevator door as my mouth spoke without thinking.

"I..I don't know." I answered as he smiled.

"I'll take it as a yes." He teased and went up.

I blinked to reality as I have realized what have happened. I took a deep breath and went up using the stairs. I entered my room and laid myself on the bed. We have installed dividers when we came here, on this apartment, for a little privacy.

I actually have not decided yet. I have not come up to that idea, but my answer may be yes, and it may be no. But first, I have to know who Taeyang's killer is. Should I go to Paris to investigate? But years have already passed.

I have decided that I should pay our mansion a visit, the third place where we have taken our rest--first, our new house where I have lived, second, Luhan and my house, or our house, and the mansion.

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"Good morning!" I greeted them as Kyungsoo, Lay, and I cooked our breakfasts.

"Annyeong." All of them said as we served the food. I sat down, in the middle of Kai and Lay, and across Luhan. He has not spoken to me yet, probably of what happened yesterday.

"Uh...guys, I'll be off today. I'll drop by the mansion, where we were at before." I explained.

"Why?"

"I forgot a few things." I explained as they nodded accordingly. After I ate, I grabbed my sling bag and opened the door.

"Do you want me to escort you?" Luhan asked shyly.

"No, I'm alright." I declined and smiled at him, then, he nodded his head innocently.

"You know?" I asked as he looked at me questionably. His hands were covered by the sweater as he placed one on his lips.

"What?" he asked.

"You're acting cute."

"Am I not?"

"You are." I said and lauged, then stormed out of the house.

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"This is it." I said to myself as I entered the mansion. A few butlers and maids welcomed me, since they were assigned to maintain here after we transferred houses.

"Annyeonghaseyo, young mistress." 

"Annyeong." I said as I entered the elevator. I climbed up as the door opened.

"Still the same." I reminiscenced. This was one a place of grief, but was replaced of happiness when the twelve came.

I walked, touching the carvings on the walls. Then, I reached the room.

"Taeyang oppa." I said as I opened the knob.

A room filled with sunlight welcomed me as I looked around; everything is restored back to its place. I touched the table, the reflection of mine was shown in it, the maids kept things properly. I examined a few picture frames; there were three. One, his own picture, two, mine and his, and three, mom with dad.

I held the mattress tightly as I have decided to sit on it. Before I did, I saw a blue leather strip below it. I raised the mattress and revealed a picture. I held it in my hands as I grabbed a chair and sat down. It was a picture of a lady, a beautiful young lady, just around sixteen when this was taken, perhaps.

I removed the picture from the frame as I flipped it over. There were a few words made by ink:

"My darling, Clara Hilton"

I took the picture and placed it neatly in my bag.

This could be a good clue.

I walked out of the room, and out of the house. I have decided to research about her, and her origin, where she came from, and what is her relation with Taeyang oppa--no, it is somehow clear that she's his girlfriend.

The scaffoldings begin to create structure.

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