3-"Matcha Milk tea"

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Sandara's POV

"Hey Minnie mouse"

I hear him say behind my ear. My heart beating fast; I step away and glance at him sideways. I roll my eyes when he draws a cheeky smile. That's the Kwon Jiyong I know, he never fails to make my blood boil from annoyance and anger. I can't believe he saw the print of my bra last night. I mean I can't blame him, how could he have possibly missed it.

"Good afternoon ma'am what's your order?" The lady in uniform displays her most brightest smile. I smile back and say "uhm I want the Minnie mouse please. Your smallest cup size?" I see the girl giggle and hear Jiyong laughing hysterically behind me. I close my eyes and tilt my head from the realization. I open my eyes and breathe in deeply and let it out.

"I mean MATCHA. I would like a matcha milk tea in smallest cup size with extra pearls please." I forcefully say with a smile. I'm trying my best not to go monkey crazy on Jiyong. I turn my head and glare at the guy holding his stomach from all the laughter. I see him immediately straighten up, arms on his back and bite both his lips acting innocently while looking down. He lifts his gaze at me and shrugs I glare at him and turn my head back "Anything else ma'am?" The lady asked. "A winter melon with pearls. Your smallest size too" The lady nodded. I hand her the payment and she gave the receipt along with the waiting number technology buzzer thing. I don't know what's it called but yeah I head for Seungyoon without glancing back to Jiyong.

I take a seat in front of Seungyoon. He looks at me and smiles. He was busy talking to someone on his phone. Being the curious girl that I am, I overheard their conversation. Something about meeting someone in a club at Osaka. Well this should be interesting.

"So who's the unlucky girl?" I ask knowing he was probably having a conversation with that kind of girl only Victoria's secret wants in their show. "Nah that was just business" he replies. "Come on Seungyoon I know you. When it comes to business trips you also carry this bad boy side along with you. Am I right? Or am I right?" He raises his both hands signaling that he got caught. "Fine, you're right" and we both laugh.

I was already in a good mood when Jiyong suddenly sat beside me. "Hello" he greets both of us. My mouth hanging open but why am I not that surprised though? Yeah, maybe because I was expecting the he'd do something like this just to annoy me.

"Aren't you going to introduce me?" Jiyong asks with the familiar intimidating aura around him. "There's nothing that says that I should" he has a small smile on his face, a scary one to be honest. "There's nothing that says you shouldn't too" he shots back. I look at him cautiously then at Seungyoon and he raised his eyebrows. I sigh "Seungyoon this is Mr. Kwon Jiyong my uhh-" I didn't get to finish my introduction when Jiyong butted in. What an ass. "Forget the formalities, I'm Kwon Jiyong. Just call me Jiyong" he reaches for a hand shake to Seungyoon and he acknowledges. "Nice to meet you, I'm Seungyoon. Just Seungyoon is fine" they both nod at each other.

Before things get awkwardly silent the buzzer thing buzzed. "I'll just get our drinks" I said and not minding Jiyong's intense stare.

When I was heading back to our table, holding both drinks in each hand I see Jiyong casually looking outside the window while Seungyoon stands up. "I should get going now. Sorry no time. They moved the meeting an hour earlier." I gave him his drink and pouted. "I thought we'd get to talk" he smiled, tilts his head to look at me and ruffled my hair. "I'll make it up to you next week" I pouted again and lowered my head. He pokes my forehead "I'll buy you all the food you want when I get back okay?" I display a smile which my eye smile is showing. I gave him a thumbs up and a tight hug before he left.

I turn to Jiyong with my poker face on. We stared at each other for a moment and I ask him "Did you say something to him?" He remained expressionless and shrugged. As he claims his drink I kept eyeing him, just random thoughts running inside my head that goes something like 'Oh maybe red is still his favorite color because his tie is red' 'Does he still uses the same perfume?' 'Did he get any new tattoos?' 'Does he still hate mayo?' But then why should I care?

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