SAEMI'S POV 

As agreed, we went to the boutique that Baekhyun's mother told us about. For the past few days we were together, I already got used to his friendly atmosphere. We hang out in the house but most of the time, I would just lock myself in my room and take time thinking of what I could actually do for the plan to work.

I thought, if we had to go our separate ways, then I have to figure something out to save up money for myself. I wouldn't use my father's money that I didn't even work hard on. It's better if I was the one who worked hard just to earn the money that I want.

"What's with the camera?" I eyed Baekhyun as he pulls out his phone and making it face my side. The sales lady's about to take me to the dressing room to let me pick out the best of their collection.

"Why? I have to take pictures, of course!"

"You don't have to! It's not like we're actually gonna use them on the wedding—" before I could even finish my sentence, he already covered my mouth and gave me a piercing look. I furrowed my eyebrows, questioning him with the sudden move.

"We're actually at the boutique for WEDDING gowns, miss." He whispered as he gave me a meaningful look. After I understand what he was trying to say, he pulled his hand back and lightly pushed me to where the sales lady was.

I gave her an awkward smile but she just looked at me. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed by my own words that spilled out earlier. That was so stupid of me.

After she assisted me in wearing the first gown, the curtains slid sideways and revealed me on the spot. I heard a flash as soon as Baekhyun saw me. The dress was very flowy that I couldn't help but swirl around and let my goofy side show.

"Wow, having a fashion show there huh." Baekhyun commented as he kept on clicking the shutter button.

We repeated the same thing on the next gown. But the third one was exceptional.

It looks huge but I liked it. I love it. Even if I want to swirl around just like what I did earlier with the other two, I couldn't quite stop myself from looking at my reflection in the mirror. The stage where I'm standing has mirrors behind me before the curtains and it made me more distracted.

"I wish I could wear this on my actual wedding." I whispered to myself, not knowing that Baekhyun was nearing me. I saw his reflection from the mirror where he's standing behind me.

"It's beautiful, Saemi. You look dashing with that gown." It was a first that he complemented me that's why I couldn't help but blush at his statement. He chuckled at my reaction and placed both of his hands on the side of my shoulders.

"You'll eventually wear that on your wedding. With the right man for you." We both smiled at each other on the mirror. His words reassured me that one day, I would also meet the right person for me. The best one yet to come.

"And you will meet the right one for you, too." I replied and tapped his hand reassuringly that was placed on my shoulder.

"Are you hungry?" The sudden question made me surpass a laugh.

"I know a place.." He removed his hand from my shoulder and walked back to his place and took his bag.

"Ohhh, you know a lot." I chuckled and asked the lady to help me take off the gown and returned to my old clothes.

"I'll send the pictures to eomma and tell her that you like the last one so that she can reserve it from the designer." He says and I nodded in reply. We walked to his car and I buckled up before facing him.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Viva Polo."

***

We arrived at the restaurant he was talking about. There weren't much people which is good so that he won't be noticed by the fans or whoever. We sat down and we were given a menu. I was too immersed by the food they were serving in the menu when I heard the server speak to Baekhyun as if he has known him for a long time.

"Oh? Baekhyun?" He pointed at Baekhyun and the latter grinned widely at the man.

"Ne, abeonim." There goes his square smile. He stood up and gave the man a light hug and the man chuckles as well.

"You didn't tell me you were coming. I could've reserved my special delicacy ahead of time!" The man was exceptionally energetic for his age.

"It's fine, abeonim. We didn't want to bother you.." he replied. I just smiled at the man when he looked at my direction.

"And who's this beautiful lady you're with?"

"Oh. She's my friend. Eun Saemi." Baekhyun introduced and I offered my hand to the man for a handshake.

"It's nice to have you here, Saemi. Wait, I think I've heard your name before." He made a confused look for a while and snapped his fingers after so. "You must be Eun Hae Kyeong's daughter?" I couldn't help but feel awkward at the sudden mention of my father's name.

"Uhh, ne." I shortly answered and forced a smile. Business has its ways.

"Uhm, did Chanyeol visit you yet, abeonim?" Baekhyun tried to divert the topic.

"He's actually here." After that, the man left while calling out a name.

"He's my member's dad. That's why he knows me that well." Baekhyun says as I still look at the man walking to a door which I assume to be the way to the kitchen. I hummed as I nod to what he said then continued to look at the menu.

"Baekhyun-a!" I looked up only to see a tall man running down the side to our way. Baekhyun stood up as well and they had their mini conversation just right then.

"Where were you? In-seok hyung didn't tell us where you were headed to last week." The strangely so-tall guy said as he slapped Baekhyun's back so hard that Baekhyun whimpered.

"Yah!" Baekhyun glared at him which caused the tall guy to raise an eyebrow at him and initially prepare for a counterattack from Baekhyun.

"Did you miss me that much?" Or so I thought.

The tall guy rolled his eyes in disbelief. "You wish." He then looked at me and I greeted him with a slight smile.

"Oh. This is Eun Saemi." Baekhyun says and the tall guy was the first one to offer me a handshake. I pulled out my hand and shook hands with him.

"I'm Chanyeol. Charmed." Baekhyun surpressed to laugh and puts his hand over Chanyeol's shoulder, which of course was a tiny bit difficult for him to pull off since the man is plain giant. He's a freaking giant for goodness sake.

"What's with the use of words, Yeoli?" Baekhyun really does have a way with naming people with extensive use of baby talk.

"Get off." Chanyeol kiddingly said as he pushes Baekhyun off from him. Baekhyun sits on the chair opposite my direction and I watched them bicker on why Baekhyun keeps on clinging to Chanyeol for no apparent reason.

"Appetizers for you, ma'am, sir." A middle-aged woman came to us and placed plates on our table.

"Eomma! I told you not to move around too much, didn't I?" Chanyeol whines as he swings her arms like a child. The lady just smiled at him and ligthly hit his shoulder.

"Aigoo, it's fine, son. I'm fine, see?" She pointed at herself and beamed at her son.

"Aish." Chanyeol annoyingly looks at his mom who walked back to the kitchen.

"She just doesn't listen!" He looks at Baekhyun and started ranting about how his mom was acting so stubborn even if she already has health conditions that they have to monitor.

"Let her be, she looks happy while doing what she wants to do." Baekhyun said and munched on the appetizers that was given to us. Chanyeol sat beside me and leaned on his hand that was on the table before facing me which made me taken aback.

"How about you? Does your mom listen to you when you tell her that she has to—"

"She doesn't listen to me." I cut him off and ate as well.

"See? Why do mothers force us to listen to them when actually, they're the ones who don't listen!" He hit the table causing us to jump in shock at the sudden impact but Chanyeol continues to blabber about his mother, well- mothers in general.

"Shut up, Chanyeol." Baekhyun whines and looked at him with an irritated look. "I went here to eat, not to hear your rants about parenting!" Geez, Baekhyun.

"Shhhhh!" I tried to shush them but Chanyeol, surprisingly had a counterback .

"I practically own this place too, so I have a say on who can come here. You may take your leave." He even leaned forward to Baekhyun and gave him a daring look. Of course, Baekhyun wouldn't back off just like that.

I gave them a bored a look as I look at them have a staring contest and wait for who would blink first. I heaved a sigh and intertwined my hands and put it down on the table.

"Could you please move away? You're blocking my food." I said. The waiter was just standing up in front of us and waiting for them to give way. I looked at Baekhyun with a meaningful look. He cleared his throat and blinked a few times before pushing Chanyeol's forehead. That's the only time the waiter was able to serve the food.

Before they could even say anything, I dig in and didn't mind them.

"For a small lady, she's a heavy eater." Chanyeol utters and I turned to raise him an eyebrow. He wasn't even looking at me. He was telling Baekhyun as if they're talking about someone who's not with them.

"Eherm. I'll just take that as a compliment." I butt in and slurped my pasta.

"That's true. I don't even know if she loses appetite—" Baekhyun counters.

"Excuse me?" I gave him an unbelievable look and licked the sauce off lips. "I don't lose appetite." I strongly said and swirled my fork to the pasta. I heard them both laugh and they continued teasing me, saying that I'll get fat if I keep on being like that.

"I don't effin care, bruh. It's not like I have a boyfriend that I have to be concious about my weight." I plainly said.

"You don't have a boyfriend?" Chanyeol asks as if he can't believe what I just said. "Do I look like I have one?" I sarcastically replied and went back on eating.

"May I apply as your boyfriend then?" He suddenly looks at me as if he's trying to work his charms on me.

I playfully pushed his shoulder, acting like a teenager who just got asked out by her crush.

"Yah~ my heart." I whined and even placed my hands on my chest and act shy.

"Well.." Chanyeol acted as if it's nothing serious as he scratches his nose and looked up, looking so full of himself.

"Yah, stop it." I deadpanned and tapped his shoulder twice before resuming to devour my precious food. Baekhyun laughed at Chanyeol's face and made fun of his friend.

"Ha! That's what you get for being so vain!"

"As if you're not?"

"I'm a very humble person, Park Chanyeol."

"You don't look like one, Byun Baekhyun."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Shut the hell up!" It was time for me to slam my hand on the table to get their attention and good enough, they eventually stopped. Sheesh, these boys.

***

The dinner ended as Chanyeol tries to make his move on me and Baekhyun would just laugh at him whenever I reject Chanyeol and turn down his flowery words.

"You'll eventually run after me, Eun Saemi." Chanyeol jokingly glared at me as he stands in front of the restaurant door. I shook my head while grinning and waved my hand goodbye.

"Bye, Channie! Tell your dad that I love his recipes."

"Oh, I love you too, Saemi-ya!" He kid and even flew me a kiss but I just dodged it.

"Yah, what's that? No 'I love you' for me, Yeoli?" Baekhyun looks at him with sparkly eyes as he blinks. I looked at them in disgust and pulled him to the car.

"Don't be jealous, wifey!" I smacked the back of his head, making him groan and rub it while still grinning cheekily at me.

"Don't you get drained from too much talking?" I complained and shoved him in the driver's seat and purposely close the door hard. I waved back at Chanyeol for the last time before getting in as well and buckled into my seat.

"I don't get drained cause I get my energy from you."

"I can't believe you're still not finish with the talking, Byun Baekhyun." I was the one groaning this time. In annoyance.

"Fine, fine. I'll stop." He laughed and started to drive home at last.

"You might end up really marrying me if you're like that."

"Woah, there she goes.." he whistles and we both ended up laughing the whole ride.

***

Baekhyun has practices to attend to today so I was left alone at home. I decided to push through my schedule with Dr. Kang so that it won't be much of a hassle when Baekhyun's with me.

I was about to lock the door when a tap on my shoulder caused me to look back. There in front of me was a boy wearing round eyeglasses in neon green hoodie with another layer of jacket and a backpack.

"Uhm, yes? What can I do for you?" I raised an eyebrow, not meaning to intimidate him.

"Are you perhaps, Eun Saemi?" He asks.

"I am?" I'm not quite sure where this is heading to.

"I have to talk to you, Miss Saemi." My eyebrows furrowed.

"May I know who you are?" He awkwardly chuckled and adjusted his eyeglasses before looking up at me again. His features are somehow familiar to me.

"I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself first. I'm Lee Min Hyung...

Your brother."