From Past To Present, I Still Love You 139 White Towels

When he arrived to his home, he was surprised to see Yoona and Ji-ho at the coffee table in front of his television. They were attentively doing work. While Yoona was studying, Ji-ho was on his computer with Minhyun's present beside of him.

Strangely, a warm feeling erupted in his chest. What was this? Seeing this scene in his own house felt weird.

Yoona looked up, a smile erupting on her face. "You're back!"

She ran towards him and engulfed him into a hug. His hands quickly wrapped around her waist as he lifted her up in the air before giving her a small peck on her lips.

Ah he still couldn't believe she was his.

Their eyes met and Yoona could feel her heart tingle. Despite seeing him yesterday, she felt as if they hadn't seen each other for weeks.

However, despite this being a heartfelt moment, Ji-ho's statements filled her mind. His words would not erase from her memories. The image of Minhyun mast... Horror filled her face. She didn't even want to think about it now.

"Is there something wrong?" He asked, noticing her reddened expression.

She cleared her throat. "Nothing. It's really nothing."

Ji-ho, sensing what Yoona could be thinking about, let out a mischievous smile. Being the cause of this mess, he found it his duty to help her out. "Hey Minhyun. Do you usually come back this late?"

Minhyun looked at his watch. It was eleven thirty.

"Usually. But I would say that this is an average."

Ji-ho let out a sigh. He looked at Yoona with a pitiful glance. "Poor you."

Yoona let out a chuckle. "Didn't we have this conversation before? I'm fine."

Minhyun glanced at the two. "What were you two talking about?"

She sent him a rea.s.suring smile. Knowing Minhyun, she didn't want to burden him with the fact that he came always late. She quickly tried to change the subject. "Nothing of importance. Hey. It's quite late. You should get ready."

He nodded. "I should."

He sent them another glance. "Good luck with your work. I will join you soon."

"Okay!"

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While Minhyun showered, the two stayed at the table, diligently doing their work. Or Yoona was anyways. Ji-ho wasn't paying attention to what he was originally doing and was instead sending quick glances to the young girl. There was a strange glint in his eyes.

"Hey Yoona," he sang.

She didn't bother to look at him. "What?"

He thought for a moment before humming. This was not the right timing. "Nothing."

Her eyebrows furrowed. What was going on with that dude? "Okay then?"

Once the sound of water in the background stopped, Ji-ho's face perked up. Okay. Now this was the time to speak.

"Yoona," he said again.

Since she was deeply studying, Yoona pursed her lips upon hearing his voice. "Yes?"

"I was exploring Minhyun's room before and I think I left something there. If I go alone he's going to get p.i.s.sed, so would you go in with me?" He asked.

Yoona shot him a glance. "No. Get it yourself."

"Please," he said urgently. While he stood up, he pulled her hand towards him, urging for her to stand as well. "Let's go. You know how mad he's going to get!"

She looked at Ji-ho suspiciously. "What exactly are you missing?"

"Something… Now hurry up!"

Seeing the pitiful look in his eyes and knowing his condition, she reluctantly stood up. Despite the weird feeling in her gut, she followed him to Minhyun's room.

Ji-ho prayed inside of his head. Hopefully, his timing wasn't too late and Minhyun would be in his room changing. You see, while they were in Jeju, the white-haired boy noticed that Minhyun had a habit of changing in his room rather than staying in the washroom. Apparently, the washroom was too stuffy for him after a hot shower.

Although this plan was based on luck, after his past experience, he hoped to have the right timing. A almost naked man alone in a room with his love? It was a formula for love!

"One… Two…" He muttered.

"What are you saying?" Yoona said.

But before she could hear an answer, Ji-ho swung the door open.

Minhyun, in all his glory, was wearing a towel around his waist. His lean upper body was in full view, the water glistening against his skin.

Perfect. Ji-ho's hands pressed against her back, pus.h.i.+ng her in.

"What in the world-"

Before she knew it, the door closed.

Yoona stood there, trying to process what had happened. Was this Ji-ho's plan? If so, she was thoroughly disappointed. She thought he could do better than this.

She banged the door. "You know that this is a very sad attempt of you trying to be an uncle?"

Minhyun originally surprised by the sudden intrusion, continued to dry his hair with a towel. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Uncle…?"

Yoona quickly turned around. A nervous chuckle escaped her lips. "Ah yes. Uh, it's a long story."

He raised an eyebrow. "I'm interested. Do tell."

She purses her lips as eyes raked down his body. "Okay I'll tell you but after you get changed. I'll leave now to let you be."

Minhyun did not want her to leave. Seeing her alone made his body move on its own. He grabbed her wrist.

"Suddenly I don't want to."

She widened her eyes. "Huh?"

Before she knew it, Minhyun was towering over her. Their eyes met one another and she couldn't help but gulp under his gaze.

'We need to make use of Minhyun's current horniness!'

Once Ji-ho's words repeated in her mind, she quickly looked to the ground, breaking their eye-contact.

Minhyun c.o.c.ked his head. His hand moving to her chin before lifting it up. This forced her to make eye-contact with him.

"Strange. You've been acting weird today."

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. You've been avoiding me whenever I come too close. What happened?"

With that, he came even closer.

She took a step back.

He took a step forward.

And it came to the point where her back was against the wall.

Seeing how he had the upper hand, she decided to confess while making sure to hide certain information.

"Ah okay, I shall tell you," she said. A deep breath escaped her lips. "Ji-ho's goal is to try to get us to have s.e.x before he dies."

It wasn't a big surprise, but it was quite annoying. Minhyun narrowed his eyes. "That little buzzer. Why is he interfering?"

"My words exactly!"

His eyes a.n.a.lyzed her facial expression. "But there's something else isn't there? That, by itself, wouldn't make you act this way."

Why was he so smart? Another nervous chuckle escaped her lips.

When she looked up to his eyes, she could tell that he wouldn't leave this conversation alone.

She quickly muttered sorry to Ji-ho under her breath.

"W-well," she stuttered. "Ji-ho also said that we should uh make use of your horniness."

At first, Minhyun was completely lost, unable to comprehend what Yoona was saying. However, once he recited those words in his mind once more, anger began to pile up in his chest.

"I'm going to kill him!"

Immediately the feint sound of scurrying entered their ears, quickly fading away. Ji-ho has been listening in the whole time!

Seeing that her companion was going to suffer Minhyun's wrath, she grabbed his hand before he could exit the room.

"Wait!" She cried.

"What is it?"

Yoona scratched the back of her head. Everything was blank. "M-make sure to change before chasing after him."

Minhyun looked down at his outfit, which still consisted of a loose towel.

"Why? Does it bother you?"

She gulped. A smile filled her face. "Of course not!"

"Then if it falls while I'm chasing Ji-ho, you shouldn't be bothered then."

She didn't know how to answer. "I-I guess."

With that, she couldn't save the poor boy after throwing him under the bus.