As I noticed the unmistakable jealousy in Mingyu's eyes, a mischievous grin spread across my face. Unable to resist, I playfully teased him, hoping to provoke a reaction. "Oh, so I thought I didn't have a boyfriend. That's why I was looking for a new companion," I slyly remarked, attempting to free my arms from his grasp. The playful banter filled the air, and I eagerly awaited his response, curious to see how he would react.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, feeling a mix of frustration and amusement at Mingyu's confident remarks. His words only fueled my determination to remind him of my worth. "Babe, if you don't know how to cherish your woman, you can lose it eventually," I quipped, smirking as I managed to retrieve my hands from his grip. With a slight pout, I sat back down with my friends, deliberately ignoring him. Thoughts of his lack of response to my calls and how he seemed to be missing me floated through my mind, causing a mixture of annoyance and doubt. Taking a sip of my drink, I tried to brush off those thoughts and focus on enjoying my time with my friends.

As he made his way towards me, I crossed my arms and remained firmly planted beside my friends, still sulking. "call me, baby," I playfully exclaimed, curious to see if he would humor my whimsical plea. My mischievous eyes sparkled with anticipation as I sneakily stole a glance in his direction.

Despite my attempt to maintain a serious demeanor, a mischievous smile played at the corners of my lips as I bit my lower lip. Mingyu's words had managed to break through my initial frustration, but I wasn't going to let him off the hook so easily. "Fine, but just to let you know... I'm still mad at you," I said, my tone laced with a hint of playfulness. Patting the seat beside me, I gestured for him to sit down, unable to hide my cheeky grin.

I couldn't help but feel a rush of joy and amusement as Mingyu sat down next to me with a shy demeanor. My eyes sparkled with delight, and a smile played on my lips as he took hold of my hands. "Babe, we are now spending time together, right?" I teased, my voice filled with a mischievous tone. Unable to resist the temptation, I leaned closer and nuzzled his neck, teasing him even more. The playful atmosphere between the two of you continued to grow, forming a delightful bond that both of you cherished.

A burst of laughter escaped me as I reclined, catching a glimpse of his priceless reaction. With a mischievous sparkle in my eyes, I raised my glass to my lips, savoring a sip, all the while playfully stealing glances at him.

Amusement danced in my eyes like flickering flames as I tilted my head, stealing a playful glance at him. "So, my love, what is it that you wish to inquire?" I inquired, arching my eyebrows ever so slightly.

My lips parted as I blinked, struggling to fathom his words. "Babe, are you asking me to marry you?" I whispered, my heart racing within me.

I gazed at him, lost in contemplation, weighing the decision before me. A surge of joy washed over me, but a flicker of fear danced in the depths of my mind. His demanding schedule as an artist loomed over us, and I couldn't help but wonder if his devoted fans would accept our union. "Babe, are you absolutely certain about marrying me?" I hesitated, voicing my concerns. "I'm not the easiest person to handle, you know."

My heart sank as I felt the weight of uncertainty settle upon me. I desperately sought solace in the dryness of my lips, a fleeting distraction from the decision at hand. We were both so young, standing on the precipice of our respective careers. Doubts gnawed at my soul, urging me to voice my hesitation. "Love, is it possible for me to say no?" I whispered, my voice trembling with apprehension.

His touch brought a momentary calmness to my racing thoughts, but my doubts still lingered. I took a deep breath, gathering the courage to speak my mind. "Love, I appreciate your understanding," I murmured, my voice filled with both love and uncertainty. "But I can't help but wonder if we should wait. Let's cherish each other and our time together before rushing into marriage. We have so much ahead of us, and I want us to experience it fully before taking such a big step."

I leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to his cheek, hoping he would understand the depth of my feelings. "I love you, darling, and I want us to be sure before we make such a significant commitment."

A radiant gleam of adoration fills my eyes as his words reach my ears. In that moment, everything else fades away, for as long as we remain intertwined. I speak softly, my voice laced with affection, as a gentle warmth graces my cheeks. Playfully, I jest, "Do I resemble a lovestruck emoji?" while tenderly brushing my fingertips against my blushing skin.

Suppressing a giggle, I nibble on my lower lip to stifle the bubbling laughter that threatens to escape. My hands instinctively shoot up, shielding my face from his gaze. "Oh, please, enough of that!" I playfully protest, feeling my blush intensify. With a coy tone, I confess, "You're only making me blush even more." Seeking solace, I nestle my head against his chest, seeking refuge from his teasing, my cheeks now flushed in a deeper shade of crimson.

As I continue to giggle, my laughter muffled against his chest, I can feel the heat spreading from my cheeks down to my neck. "Why do you enjoy tormenting me like this, my love?" I playfully inquire, my heart fluttering in my chest. With a mischievous twinkle in my eyes, I jest, "You make my heart go 'oki doki'." Looking up at him, I offer a cheesy smile. "I must look like a heart-eyed emoji right now," I tease, playfully leaning back to grab my drink and take a sip, hoping to calm the rapid thumping of my heart.

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow playfully as I took a sly glance at him. "Oh, love, why do you suddenly want a taste of my drink?" I teased, a mischievous smile dancing on my lips. "Wouldn't it be better if you ordered your own drink?" I continued, taking another sip from my glass. As I kept my gaze fixed on him, my lips curled into a gentle smile, enjoying the playful banter between us.

A playful smirk tugged at the corners of my lips as he boldly took the glass from my hands. With a mischievous twinkle in my eyes, I couldn't resist teasing him further. "Love," I whispered, my voice filled with intrigue, "do you want me to show you how to truly enjoy the sweetness of my drink?" I raised my eyes ever so slightly, locking them with his, waiting for his reaction with anticipation.

Feeling a surge of confidence, I gently licked my lower lip, maintaining eye contact with him. The amusement and playful hint in my voice were evident as I asked, "You have no idea?" With a cute scrunch of my nose, I couldn't help but steal a glance at my drink, teasingly inviting him to take a sip. Leaning closer, I murmured softly, "Go ahead, love... have a sip." My eyes gleamed mischievously as I watched him, reveling in the playful atmosphere we had created.

The gentle brush of his lips against mine took me by surprise, causing a warm glow to spread across my cheeks. As he took a sip of my drink, I watched him intently, feeling a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. Unsure of how to respond, I looked away, attempting to conceal the smile that inevitably formed on my lips. With a coy tone, I spoke up, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, "Love, you mentioned that your only desire was to have a sip of my drink. Is that truly all you desire?" The question hung in the air, filled with a playful undertone and a hint of curiosity.

His words sent a thrill through me, causing my heart to race and my cheeks to flush an even deeper shade of red. With a mix of excitement and nervousness, I reached for my glass and placed it into his waiting hands. "Here, love," I said, trying to divert our conversation, "have a drink." As I took a sip, I could still feel the warmth lingering in the tips of my ears, a physical reminder of the electric connection between us.

As soon as his words reached my ears, my heart began to beat rapidly, causing a surge of emotions to rush through me. However, I knew all too well that I didn't desire a public display of affection. Softly whispering, I mustered the courage to express my feelings. "But, love," I said, my voice barely audible, "you know I don't want a public display of affection." I tried my best to conceal the warm glow that had spread across my cheeks, hoping he would understand and respect my boundaries.

A gentle smile formed on my lips as he understood and acknowledged my feelings. My heart fluttered with joy at his response, grateful that he respected my boundaries. "Love, thanks for understanding," I said, my voice filled with appreciation. "Let's enjoy each other's company for a while. And who knows, maybe I can give you a reward when we go home." With a playful wink, I took another sip of my drink, feeling a warm glow spreading across my cheeks.