Simple Things

CHAPTER TWO - HER

I was finally back in Korea. Japan was amazing but nothing beats being back home. Nothing will ever beat being back home.

Hyung dropped me back at the apartment, said he couldn't stay cause he had to go somewhere, not that I cared, but I'm sure I saw him smirk as he drove off and I swore he called out, 'lucky bastard'

I ignored it as I always do. I know my members were probably throwing me a surprise/welcome home party. I hope not, I'm too tired, and it was too early for that shit.

So, I was surprised to walk into an empty apartment. I think this is what Hyung meant when he said lucky bastard. I walked around and couldn't find anyone. Is this my surprise. I must say this is the best surprise ever.

I smiled walking to my room, where I will stay in bed and not be disturbed by loud Maknaes' I opened my bedroom door, only to stop and be surprised by what I saw... or who was waiting for me...

"Areumdawo,"

There, sitting in the middle of my bed, was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, she sat in the middle of my bed her legs crossed, wearing my white button-up shirt, and she was playing on her phone, and her hair...her hair, it's orange.

Holy Fuck! She looks hot!

"I have never seen, a more beautiful sight" I whispered, smiling when she finally looked up.

With her newly dyed orange hair, framing her small face, how can anyone be this beautiful? I smiled when her big innocent eyes lit up, when she saw me, her red lips pulled into a big smile. For a moment I couldn't speak. The way she looked, and the way she was looking at me; the way she would always look at me.

"You're home? You're here?" she smiled, then she pouted, "Your home!" she yelled,

I nodded, "It's normally how this works," I said, okay, what am I missing here, she does not sound like someone happy to see me.

"No, that's not what I—What I mean is—Oh, it's ruined" she frowned

I laughed at her confused expression. Cute.

She threw her phone aside and stood up on top of my bed, my shirt reaching just at the top of her thighs, her beautiful thighs, connected to those long legs.

She smirked when I looked up at her.

"You dyed your hair?"

She smiled, nodding her head "Yeah, you like?" she asked, I watched her fingers comb through her hair.

I nodded; I'll love it more when I run my fingers through them.

She pouted, "I wanted to surprise you, which is why everyone's gone, but time was ticking... you're late," she said, slowly taking each step towards me.

I love the way she walks.

I nodded, walking towards the end of my bed, my luggage already forgotten somewhere, I have no idea.

"10 minutes shouldn't really be counted as late," I said, staring up at her, my eyes solely on her.

Her legs, it truly did go on forever, I'll admit that her legs are better than mine, but I'm not going to admit that out loud. I love my legs and she does too.

She bent forward, her arms going over my shoulders, my hands already reaching out for her legs, starting from her ankles, her soft ankles. My hands slowly moving up past her knees and finally to her thighs, she smiled when I grabbed her thighs and lifted her off the bed, her legs easily wrapping themselves around my waist, I held her close to me holding on to her.