She went to hangout with ji hoon ….
They had a few talks and laughs.
Mian and ji hoon had work tomorrow so he dropped Mian at her home .
Waved goodnight and head home .
The next morning,
Mian was doing her work …in Jin's room as always .
Jin was still sleeping peacefully…she walked up to him .looking at his peaceful face .
She was captivated again ….she was about to touch his face when she hesitated as she didn't want to wake him not knowing he was already awake.
She was about to go when her wrist was pulled making her fall on the huge bed .
"Y…yo…you …what are you doing ?"Mian asked .
" shhhh" Jin shushed her with his eyes half closed .
She was about to get off the bed when her waist was pulled back .
" How was your meet up yesterday? " he asked smiling behind her neck .
Mian was trying to focused " it went well" she said .
" can I have a morning kiss ? " Jin asked
" wash up first …" she said smiling .
" so ..if I wash up ..will I get a kiss ?" Jin asked
Mian nodded .
He quickly went to wash up and came back he didn't even button up his robe .
Mian was still waiting as he told her to wait for him.
She was standing looking at a picture that pop on his phone wallpaper when a message was sent to him .
It was a picture of him and his mom smiling .
" He looks so much like his mom " she thought and smiled .
When Jin popped behind her and snaked his hands around her waist.
She was startled .
" I ..I .. wasn't peeping into your phone …the picture on it just captivated me …" she said .
" I didn't ask you to explain …it's fine " Jin said smiling .
" where's your mom? " Mian asked him
" she's in the Uk …if you are eager to see her …she might visit soon ." he said smiling .
" Now where's my kiss? " Jin asked shamelessly.
Mian turned to look at him …she looked at him from head to toe .he didn't button up his robe revealing his chest .
" Dont be a lazy boy and put on some cloths " she said pushing him to his closet .
Jin reacted when he was called a boy .
" boy??" He turned and looked at her make Mian startled .
" say that again " he said taking steps forward and making her step backwards.
Mian who noticed he was triggered….and wanted to tease him .
She kept a distance between them " I said don't be a lazy boy …." She couldn't finish her words when Jin pulled her to himself and carried her to sit on the mirror counter .
He looked and smiled as he loved the way she was getting comfortable around him .
He leaned in on her " call me a boy again " he said as he leaned closely .
" what ? " she said smiling and held the collar of his robe with her face flushed ….because of his revealing chest.
" aren't you a bo…" she couldn't finish when he kissed her as if he was reading her lips to just say the word "boy".
She didn't push him away …as he kissed her .
He felt her surrender as she snaked her arms around his neck …he took this opportunity to kiss her to his heart content .
He wasn't comfortable as her knee were as if they were pushing him away .
His placed his hands on her thighs …but she didn't resist as he opened the space between her legs and fit himself in while holding her waist still kissing her .
He gripped her thighs firmly, guiding her legs up and wrapping them snugly around his waist. The soft friction of her skin against his sent a delicious jolt through his spine. His mouth was already on hers—fevered, insistent, like he was trying to memorize the taste of her. Mian gasped softly into the kiss, her fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt, crumpling it between her fists. Her eyes fluttered shut as she melted into him.
Every second dragged with intensity, the room thick with tension and the low hum of restrained desire.
Then, just as abruptly, the kiss stopped.
She blinked open her eyes, dazed. His forehead rested against hers, both of them breathless. Their chests rose and fell in unison, heartbeats loud and chaotic.
When Mian finally dared to glance down, her cheeks heated even more. Her legs were still hooked tightly around his waist, skin brushing skin. She tried to slide away instinctively, but Jin's grip didn't budge.
He smirked.
"What now?" he murmured, voice husky, eyes darkened with something dangerous and electric.
He lifted her gently and sat her atop the marble counter, her legs still locked around him. She was trapped—and they both knew it.
"Trying to run?" he teased, brushing her hair back and letting his fingers trail across her cheek.
Her gaze flicked down to his exposed chest, the top buttons of his shirt long undone. She lifted a hand, bold and curious, running her fingertips down the hard line of his torso, stopping just above his waistband.
"Don't you have somewhere to be?" she asked, feigning innocence, her voice almost a purr as she traced circles against his skin.
Jin's brows shot up, surprised by her sudden confidence. It was playful. Tempting. Dangerous.
And he liked it.
"Don't tempt me," he whispered, leaning in closer, his breath warming the shell of her ear. "Or I'll forget where I was supposed to be altogether."
His words made her tremble, but she didn't back down. Her smile was wicked—mischievous. A spark flashed in her eyes, and before Jin could react, she shoved against his chest hard enough to break free from his hold.
"Hey—!" he started, stunned.
But she was already darting past him, barefoot and breathless, laughter spilling out of her lips like a guilty confession.
He stood frozen for a beat, then let out a soft chuckle, licking his lips as he watched her go. "You're playing with fire, Mian," he muttered to the empty room.
Meanwhile, Mian skidded into the hallway, her heart pounding wildly against her ribs.
What just happened?
Her fingers brushed her lips unconsciously. She could still feel him—his hands, his heat, the unmistakable hardness she'd felt against her core just before escaping. Her face flamed.
"Oh my God… what have I done?" she whispered under her breath, half in shock, half in wonder. But the faint smile tugging at her lips betrayed just how flustered—and thrilled—she truly was.