Yoosung's POV
                              A day with Seven and I, just us, all alone. I never thought such a thing could happen. Just the thought of it gave me excitement. 
                              The two of us rarely spend time with each other. And there are good reasons behind why. One, I have my studies to focus on. And two, Seven is always busy working for the agency. I don't know what it is he exactly does, but it must be important if he can't spend time with his boyfriend. 
                              But today was different. The red haired male that I fell in love with can finally spend a day with a blond college student like me. It took us awhile to find out where we should go. But we both settled on something when Seven gave the idea. 
                              "Lets go to the amusement park!" He exclaims. 
                              I smiled and replied back, "Sounds like a great idea." My voice was soft and subtle compared to his. 
                              "Then, it's a date~" 
                              "A date?" I questioned. But then I remembered our relationship status. It felt like it didn't change as much. We're still very close as friends, but just a little more. Now we both care for each other in different ways. And well, there is also the physical part in the relationship. The kissing part. 
                              Seven and I really haven't kissed yet. And that's only because we have been dating for almost a month now. Not to mention that we are both always busy. 
                              The redhead soon then corrected me. "Yes silly~" he ruffled with my blond hair. "Of course it's gonna be a date. After all, you're my-" 
                              He was then interrupted by an annoying ringtone that was coming from his phone. My heart sank when Seven picked it up. It was most likely his boss or something of the sorts. And it was obvious it was when his happy and warm face expression turned into a cold and serious one. Just the look made me worry for him. 
                              He then talked on the phone for that felt like for hours. But in reality, it was only about fifteen minutes. I sat down on a chair that was besides the one he was sitting on. I couldn't even look at his face properly since it was out of his character to look so emotionless. 
                              But when the call finally ended, he lets out a soft sigh. I did as well and got up when he did too. A burning question then needed to be asked. 
                              "Why do you still work at such a job?" 
                              Seven didn't look so hesitant on his answer either. "I joined it to protect someone. And now I can't go back. If I try to quit or retire, it won't only put my life in risk, but also the ones close to me. Even you." He spoke in a serious yet concerning tone. 
                              I then couldn't help but wrap my arms around the other. I gave the red haired male who is known as the love of my life an embrace, a hug with meaning. He deserved it after all. 
                              "You don't have to worry." He said as he rested his hands on my shoulders to give each of us enough space to look at each other. "It's only the agenda of plans I have to get done by next week. I made this day free for the both of us. No work or job of mine can ruin it, nothing can." He gave me a reassuring smile. 
                              His words sounded so convincing and the smile he gave made the corners of my lips curve upwards, making me smile as well. "Okay." Was all I could think of to say. 
                              Seven then held onto my hand. We both intertwined our fingers. I don't even remember the last time we held hands like this. It felt nice. 
                              We both went out to the garage. I got into the passenger seat, he got into the driver seat. The engine started and before I knew it, we were on the road. 
                              The amusement park isn't that far of a drive. As Seven was driving, he only had one hand on the wheel. I knew that the redhead was a good driver so I didn't worry. And also because his other hand was holding onto mine.
                                      
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                           
                                               
                                                  