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Jihoo still couldn't believe it. That Jan Di was... His. He could have started giggling excitedly right there and then from the overwhelming situation, but that would probably, okay who was he kidding, definitely, creep the poor girl resting on his shoulder. He smiled at her. She looked so peaceful, her eyelids shut, face relaxed with a small smile dancing across her lips. Jihoo reminded himself to give his facial muscles a break, it felt as if he hadn't stopped smiling since they started officially dating, and his cheeks were starting to ache badly. Nevertheless, he felt as if his heart were about to burst from happiness, and he couldn't stop it from showing on his face. He looked down on his angel again, and jumped when he realised that Jan Di's eyes had fluttered open.

"Umm.. Y-You're awake!" He stammered, embarrassed at getting caught for staring.

"Mhmm..." She mumbled sleepily, smiling again. "I could feel you watching me."

Jihoo flushed red, and Jan Di chuckled, pulling herself off him and stretching leisurely, finishing off with an adorable yawn. Did that girl know how cute she could be? Perhaps that was part of her charm. She was always so innocent, so humble, putting herself down even though she was so beautiful in Jihoo's eyes. He was so very grateful that this girl who was way to good for him, had chosen him.

The past three days were heaven for both of them. It was mainly filled with exploring Macau and the many tourist attractions that it offered, especially the boat rides that Jan Di made him ride on for hours on end (He could even play out the song that the men would sing on his violin, they rode the boats that many times). They had lunch at places varying from humble corner cafes to extravagant restaurants (you can guess who paid for which eatery), and tried out the different snacks and delicacies that they found along the way. It was as if they never stopped eating. Although they had lots of fun in the daytime, nighttime was when they felt the happiest. At sunset, the sun along with the cheerful, upbeat atmosphere would disappear, in its place would rise the moon and the romantic feel of Macau. The two enjoyed long strolls along the beach, admiring the pure white sand and black waves crashing in the dim light, hot aromatic coffee, and basically each other's company. When they returned home, either were unwilling to go to their respective rooms to turn in for the night, instead choosing to sit on the sofa talking about random things and teasing each other. When Jan Di's eyelids start to droop, she would crawl over and curl up next to Jihoo, who would not dare to fall asleep, lest the events of the day all prove to be but a dream, and one that he would wake up from. The next morning, however, Jan Di would find herself wrapped in the arms of a snoring Jihoo.

Now, they were at the airport, killing time while waiting for their turn to board the plane that would take them home. Jihoo hoped with all his might that what happened in Macau with Jan Di wouldn't stay in Macau. He was unsure of how Woo Bin and Yi Jeong would react to the news that he was dating, he smiled at that word, Jan Di. He knew that they would come to accept it, but he wasn't sure how soon they would be able to. As he was lost in his thoughts, Jan Di prodded him.

"Sunbae... It's almost time." She said, referring to her watch. Jihoo smiled and got up, but held Jan Di down before she could follow suit.

"Wha-?" She protested, looking at him confusedly.

"I want you to remember the fun time we had in Macau. Don't let it disappear." Jihoo said seriously, getting onto his knees to look her in the eye.

She seemed flustered, licking her lips and swallowing profusely. "I won't." She said, knitting her eyebrows, wondering what he was up to.

"I know... I just got something that would make sure you remember." Jihoo smiled, unzipping his luggage and taking out a shoebox. Jan Di's eyes lit up when she saw the brand of shoes.

"No. Way." She stated, and when Jihoo opened the shoebox to let her take a peek, she shrieked. "No way!" She laughed then hugged him happily. Jihoo knew how much shoes meant to a woman (Seohyun had emphasized that to him), and he had never seen her show that much interest in a pair of shoes before. The shoes were pump shoes of a metallic silver colour, with crystals sewn on to the front of the shoe. Jan Di had reluctantly put them down when she saw how much they cost, but Jihoo had taken them off the shelf to purchase them the minute she wasn't looking. Jan Di pulled away to look at the shoes again, then laughed once more, throwing her arms around him and giggling girlishly. Jihoo quite liked it when she acted this way. Perhaps he should buy her shoes more often. She sat back and looked at him, tearing a little.

"Thank you, Sunbae." She said breathily, and started to lean in. Jihoo knew what was going to happen next, closed his eyes, and reached out to pull her closer.

"A-hem." Their lips had hardly brushed against each other when someone cleared his throat noisily next to them. Jihoo looked up in annoyance, then knitted his eyebrows in recognition at the curly black hair.

"Goo Joon Pyo?" Jan Di asked, wariness showing on her face. What was he doing here? Wasn't he too busy trying to erase the 'Jan Di stain' from his life? Why was he standing in front of them, looking like a furious, hyperventilating lion? Joon Pyo set his jaw and glared at the pair of them, then seemed to notice the awkwardness in the situation.

"Oh." He said, noticing the silver pumps in Jan Di's hands. "I thought these were the last pair." Joon Pyo gestured to the shoebox that he was holding, an exact replica of the shoebox sitting emptily beside Jihoo. Every second seemed tense as Joon Pyo seemed to size up the situation between his girlfriend and his best friend.

"What's going on?" Jihoo asked, standing up straight, pulling himself to Joon Pyo's height.

"I should be asking you that." Joon Pyo spat, glaring at the brown haired man.

"Asking me? I'm just bringing my girlfriend back home." Joon Pyo's entire body seemed to tense at those words. Or rather, that word. "Is there any problem with that?"

The words hardly left Jihoo's mouth before Joon Pyo's fist came into contact with his face. Jihoo was caught off guard, and fell to the ground from the force of the punch.

"What did you say?! Say that again, you bastard!" He hollered, launching himself at Jihoo.

"Goo Joon Pyo!" Jan Di screamed, matching his volume decibel for decibel. Joon Pyo looked up at her, and immediately stopped beating Jihoo up. Jan Di rushed to Jihoo's side to help him up, and Joon Pyo looked away, not being able to stand the sight of them.

"Who are you to beat him up? Who are you to even bring him down to your level?" She asked angrily, eyes shooting daggers at him. His heart was wrenched.

"I'm here, aren't I? I came here to see you off! I'm sorry. I didn't have a choice. It's that witch. If I didn't do what I did, she would have hurt you!" Joon Pyo almost wailed. He had to make her understand. She had to understand.

"You always have a choice. So you choose to personally hurt me in the worst way possible to stop me from getting hurt?! Some logic." She laughed angrily, and picked up the fallen shoes from Jihoo to switch them for the ones that she was currently wearing. Jihoo smiled slightly, then took her hand as they pulled their respective luggage towards the departure hall.

"You came to send me off, huh?" Jan Di suddenly stopped, and called over her shoulder, "Well, I'm leaving now. Leaving you, and never returning." She walked away, speeding up, but never looked back.