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[Jieun's POV]

"Why would you call anyone when I'm here, huh?" his voice uttered softly as he opens the door of his car and gently pushes me in.

"M-mhm?"

"Okay fine..." I huffed under my breath. 

He starts the engine and soon we are on the way to my workplace.

He changes the gear to drive faster. I look out of the window for a while, trying to avoid the awkward silence.

"Yah, Are you free later in the evening?" He asked, looking at me for a moment before turning away to focus on driving the car with a soft smile.

"I think I'm free..." I said before checking the schedule on my phone again. "Yeah, I'm free. Why do you ask?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Yess perfect. Wanna go out on a date with me?" He asks me with a bright grin and shining eyes.

"A Date?!" I ask looking at him as if he just offended my great ancestors.

"Yes! We'll go walk around the Han River Park and bridge and then we'll go somewhere else for dinner! How does that sound?" He explains cheerfully with his lips curling up in an insuppressible smile.

"Why though?" I ask, still skeptical about the whole 'Date'. What if he's planning to throw me off the bridge? Or poison my food? He's acting really suspicious rn...

"Because, Why not? You're my fiancé honey~ and I think a real man would take his future wife on a date for at least once before marrying her." He winks at me while I stare at him in disgust. 

"We aren't even engaged and No." I deadpanned and he looked at me with a hurt look on his pretty honey dripping eyes. 

"We are getting engaged this Wednesday though..." He coos as I watched his eyes fill with his usual cheerfulness. 

"Yeah right... " I rolled my eyes and looked away, out of the window to see the same old coffee shops and convenience stores I drive by every day. 

"So..." He said raising his eyebrows causing me to turn my attention back to him. 

"So?" I raise my eyebrow at his unreadable face. 

"Ugh- Will you go on a date with me today, Mon Amour~?" He asks with a hazy smile and blushed cheeks, leaning closer causing me to frown at him. 

"No. Focus on the road!" I said, glaring at him. 

Now he parks the car on the roadside and crosses his arms, pouting and staring straight ahead without uttering a single word. 

"What? I'm late, you ugly bucket head-"

He gasps at me, now offended at what I called him.

"So now you call me ugly? And a bucket head? WELL, EXCUSE ME? ALL I KNOW IS THAT MY FACE AND HEAD ARE INSANELY COOL AND HANDSOME CUZ LOOK AT THOSE GIRLS DROOLING AT ME." He screeched at me, looking really very offended as he pointed at a group of young girls drooling at him. Well, you can't blame them, he looked like a snack in his neatly ironed black work suit, his white button-up shirt and the black necktie.