Didn't know why, after knowing that Da-Jung's father was asking about him; Woo-Jin no longer could control his broken emotions. As he asked her, tears started to fall down his eyes and he looked desperate at Da-Jung demanding her for an answer.
Once again, he fell for her and ended up regretting what he did last night.
Da-Jung's heart clenched at this. She wanted to comfort him and answer his question but she herself didn't know what to say.
"Woo-Jin Oppa… I just did what…"
As Da-Jung was explaining, Woo-Jin interrupted her "Mr. Yang!"
"What?"
Woo-Jin clenched his hands tightly into a fist; it wasn't because he was angry, it was solely because he was trying his best to not scream or yell at her foolishness. Although, they reached at this stage and that he did not want to be formal again with her, he thought that it was better to not think that there would be another chance for the two of them.
So, he said "Miss Byeon Da-Jung… Consider what we did last night as… 'A BREAKUP SEX'! You and I, we never did one last time after finalising our divorce so, let's just consider last night shenanigans as 'THAT'! And please stop calling me Woo-Jin Oppa! I'm just and just an artist who will be working with you and doing a concert with you; that's all! After that we shall part our ways.
So, please be formal, Miss Byeon! I request you!" And with that Woo-Jin turned around and walked inside his room banging the door close after him.
'A breakup sex? Shenanigans? Mr. Yang? We are nothing than an artist and a coworker? Stop being formal? It is all because of my father? Why did my dad come in between us? I just did what I wanted to do. I never said that… I wanted to go back to how things were, he was the one who said that… so, why… did he tell me all this and why is he the one to get angry?'
Da-Jung fell into a dilemma as multiple questions ran in her mind. Tears also started to fall out of her eyes and she angrily stomped to his room.
She twisted the door knob to open the door but it was locked so, she banged on the door "You are thinking that I'm regretting this all because of my father? No! You are wrong! I do not regret what happened last night. In fact, I'm happy that we got close to one another. The reason why I do not want to get back with you is because…"
Da-Jung continuously kept on banging on the door, twisting the door knob and angrily yelling through the door however, she stopped when the door was opened and when she saw Woo-Jin walking back to his bed after opening the door.
As tears rolled down her cheek, she rushed after him and hugged him from behind "I do not regret what happened last night. I'm just afraid that, me; getting back with you would stir up trouble and you might not have that much success as you need for your upcoming concert. Because scandals always bring negativity, don't they?"
"I just…"
Da-Jung noticed the silence. Woo-Jin wasn't gonna listen to what she said now because what she said before was just registered in his mind. It was just like first impression is the last impression.
Therefore, Da-Jung removed her hands which were holding Woo-Jin by his waist and stepped behind.
"I'm sorry! I regret what happened last night, Mr. Yang." She lowered her head and wiped the tears with the back of her hand.
"Prove it!"
Woo-Jin felt his heart empty just upon Da-Jung removing her hands and whisper with a low voice. He couldn't take it, anymore.
He also knew that things like last night would happen again and there would be mixed emotions among these two. So, he asked her to prove it!
Not prove what she said just now but prove what she said before that she does not regret what happened last night and that she just didn't wanted any scandals to be created.
He turned around and noticed her standing a few steps away from him and having a puzzled expression on her face. Her eyes were red and so was her nose. Didn't know why but upon seeing those swollen pink lips, Woo-Jin just had a sudden urge to kiss her.
And he stepped forward.
The more he walked towards her, the more Da-Jung began to step behind. She was afraid that things like last night would repeat again considering the lusty look coming from within Woo-Jin's eyes.
She hesitatingly walked behind until her body touched the wall and she gulped when she was trapped by him, with nowhere to go.
Actually, if she wanted, Da-Jung could have also run but something in her mind said that if Woo-Jin asked her to prove it, she was willing to prove that she never regretted it by sleeping another night with him.
She took deep breaths until she saw Woo-Jin placing his hands on either side of her head, locking her in between.
Their eyes locked with each other and all Da-Jung hoped was for Woo-Jin to kiss again; just like last night.
But hell broke loose, when instead of kissing her, Woo-Jin took her hand and rubbed it on his crotch. "Enlighten me!" He mumbled with a husky, seductive tone and Da-Jung widened her eyes.
She knew what it meant and slowly, ever so slowly, she began to rub her hand on his crotch. She noticed Woo-Jin's lips twitch and something in her mind made her chuckle.
"I asked you to enlighten me not chuckle!" Woo-Jin ordered in a cold tone all the while trying to hide his sexual tension which was increasing minute by minute as Da-Jung rubbed his crotch through his pants.
However, Da-Jung chuckled again and this time she covered her mouth with her hand.
"You are just the same, idiot!" She mumbled before leaning closer to him, staring at his face, observing his charming features and then capturing his lips.
She put all her weight on his body and this made Woo-Jin took wavering steps behind and subconsciously hold Da-Jung by her waist. She indeed was right! Her small little touch was enough to arouse him and he just couldn't end up doing what he had to do.
All he just wanted was to be a little strict, ignore her for a while and then make her join the concert as his company's debut singer. He just wanted Da-Jung to fulfill her dream.
But who would have thought that Da-Jung would not take him seriously and instead kiss him.
Soon enough, Woo-Jin and Da-Jung have a hot steamy morning with all the blinds open and the sunlight falling on their naked bodies, showing their naughty and sexy expressions.