[Chaeyoung's POV]

We're under one red umbrella. Arms rubbing against each other as we walk under the pouring rain. The umbrella isn't big enough for two people, our sides are starting to get soaked.

"Come closer," I said, "you're getting wet." I wrapped one arm around her while holding the umbrella with the other. But as soon as our bodies touch and our faces were just few inches apart, I can't help but blush.

"Chaeyoung-a..." she said breathily.

"Y-yes, Minari?" I barely get to say the words.

"Can you..." 

Of course I can do anything for you...

"...hold the umbrella a little higher? I can't see where we're going."

"..."

[Mina's POV]

My heart is beating too fast. Chaeyoung lifted the umbrella a few inches higher and we continued walking. Her hand feels warm over my cold arm.

"Let's walk a little faster, the rain is starting to get heavier." Chaeyoung said.

I don't mind getting wet. I thought. But then we can't get sick. Rehearsals for the concert is already starting.

"Okay, kaja." I replied.

I wrapped my arm around her waist and we started picking up our pace.

We were standing outside Chaeyoung's house. It has a green gate and white brick wall.

Chaeyoung took out her phone and placed it at her ear.

She talked to someone at the phone. "Yah. Jeonghoon. I'm here. Open the gate." Then she hung up.

After a minute, the gate opened and we were greeted by a tall young guy. Chaeyoung's younger brother. He's much taller since I last saw him, I think it's been a year.

"A-a Mina noona." He looks surprised to see me, he immediately fixed his hair and hurriedly bowed towards me.

I bowed back. "Annyeong, Jeonghoon."

When he lifted his head he immediately gave Chaeyoung a sharp glare, "you didn't tell me Mina noona is coming here. I could've heated water for tea."

Chaeyoung pushed him aside and pulled me to enter their home, "you can still do that. Where's eomma and appa?"

Jeonghoon closed the gate behind us. "They're already sleeping."

Chaeyoung closed the umbrella and shook off the rain drops. She carefully placed it inside the umbrella stand then grabbed my hand, ushering me inside their house.

"Welcome to Son residences." She grinned and she pushed the door in.

It's like a modern hanok. Natural pine wood flooring with white walls. Wooden furnitures at the dining area with granite counter tops, and couches with wool cushions and glass coffee table at the family area. It feels so homey.

Jeonghoon immediately walked towards the kitchen to make some tea.

"Have you eaten? Do you want ramen?" he yelled from the kitchen.

"Ani-a, gwaenchanh-ayo. (No, it's okay) We're still full" Chaeyoung replied and went to the kitchen and grabbed two glasses of water.

She gave one to me and drank from the other.

"Gomawo." I was about to take a sip.

"Let's go to my room." Chaeyoung said non-chalantly. I glanced at Jeonghoon, he's putting water inside the kettle. I guess he didn't hear what her sister said.

I almost coughed up the water. "Eh?"

"We have to change clothes." She said

"Eh?" I said again

"Our clothes got wet from the rain." She reached out and grabbed my arm, I looked down and checked my clothes. The hem line of my dress got soaked, as well as the right sleeve.

"Ah. Yes. Let's..." What were you thinking, Mina? I shook my head and followed her as we walked up the stairs.

She opened the door and right as soon as we stepped in, I could see that it's definitely Chaeyoung's room. It has a big window beside the bed and at one part of the wall is filled with posters from various artists. KPop and some western artists, most I'm not familiar of, the other with paintings and sketches that I'm most certain Chaeyoung drew herself.

I looked around. There's a long drawer with a turntable on top and old vinyl records. "Where did you get all these?"

"Some, gift from friends. Some, I got from vintage stores. Mostly online. I have them all delivered here." She said as she opened her closet to look for clothes.

"I didn't know you're into old songs. I thought you're more of hip-hop, r&b type, and indie type."

"I am." She said as she grabbed some towels, "I love different genres of music. I have my favorites but I'm open to all genres. Old music are the foundation of the music we have today. Plus I love the lyrics from old songs. It's so soulful. It inspires me."

It makes a lot of sense. Chaeyoung is a gifted songwriter. Aside from the songs she wrote for our albums, there are more she's written for herself. I wish she'll get to release it in public at some point.

"But you could just download or listen to songs in your phone." I commented as I scanned through the vinyl records.

She paused from what she's doing and walked towards me.

"Listening from vinyl has a different feel to it." She walked towards me and opened the turntable. She walked closer, it made me step back a bit.

She smiled at me and reached for the record I was holding.

"This one's a classic."

Opened the box and carefully placed the vinyl on the record player. Slowly placing the needle and it started spinning. I heard and few crackle then music started playing.

"What do you think?"

"It sounds different. Richer." We're both just standing there, 10 inches apart, listening to the song.

   "I know I stand in line until you think you have the time to spend an evening with me..."

I looked at her and smiled. "I heard my father play this when I was a kid."

I could still remember the memory vividly. It was also raining like tonight. "He took my mother's hand and they started dancing in the kitchen. My brother and I paused the game we were playing and watched them as they dance."

I wish someone would dance with me like that. I thought to myself. Maybe someday...

All of a sudden, she took a step back, bent her knee and reached out her hand. "May I have this dance, milady?" she looks ridiculous. I couldn't help but laugh.

"You're crazy."

"I know. And I wouldn't move until I get your answer." She bent lower and extended her hand.

Still laughing, I curtsied and took her hand. My right hand and her hand are clasped together and I placed my hand on her shoulder.

Her hand traced my hip, waist and stopped at my back before she pulled me in and our bodies are close to each other. I couldn't help but gasp a little.

We started dancing. Basic waltz steps, with Chaeyoung taking the lead.

"They also taught us social dances in dance school." She smiled smugly as she spun me around. 

I spun three times and at the third she stopped me by grabbing my waist and our faces are just inches away from each other. Both of us looking at each other's eyes. I could hear both of our breathing, the loud beating of my heart, and the faint sound of the music in the background.

      The time is right, your perfume fills my head
      The stars get red, and, oh, the night's so blue
      And then I go and spoil it all
      By saying somethin' stupid like, "I love you"

I closed my eyes as our faces get closer...

      ..."I love you"...

And closer...

      ..."I love you"...

And clos—

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

We immediately pulled away from each other. I awkwardly looked around the room while Chaeyoung removed the vinyl from the player.

"Noona. The tea is ready." We heared Jeonghoon's voice from behind the door.

"A-yes! We'll go down. I'm just looking for change of clothes." Chaeyoung answered.

"Arraseo. Just don't forget. It's in the table. Go down before it gets cold. I'll go to my room now. Goodnight!"

"Yes. Gomawo, Jeonghoon-a."

Chaeyoung grabbed a towel from the bed and placed it over my shoulders.

"You must be feeling cold." She rubbed my arms and put on the other towel over her shoulders.

"Let's go down and have tea first then we'll shower later."

"EH... NANI?" my inner anime character came out.

She laughed. "Yes. Before we sleep. I'll shower downstairs and you shower there at the end of the hall." She pointed towards the direction of the upstairs bathroom.

I winced. "Y-yes. Of course." Why is your mind so dirty, Sharon?

"I'll grab you a fresh toothbrush and soap downstairs. I also have loose shirt and pajama and an un-opened box of underwear you could use."

The last comment made me blush a little.

"Sure."

Chaeyoung reached for the door.

"Chaeyoung-a."

She turned around and I planted a kiss on her cheek.

Why on earth did I do that?

I immediately walked past her before she could see my red flushed face.

I heard her comment as she followed me,

"Is it my birthday?"