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Yunho wrapped his arms around your waist and spun you around, kissing your forehead after he put you down.

"I love you so much, Y/N."

"I love you, Yunho." You laughed. "Are you about to tell me horrible news or something?"

He pretended to be offended. "By now, you should know I say that because I love saying that I'm in love with you. That's all."

"I know, I'm just kidding. It's very reassuring and I love it."

He smiled and grabbed your hand as you continued walking down the busy streets of the city. "I'll be out for a little while tonight. The guys wanna hang out. Will you be okay at the house?"

"Of course." You nodded. "I feel like you spend a lot more time with me than them anyways."

He laughed. "I can cuddle with you, so."

You laughed at his response, honestly not expecting it. Yunho loved your laugh with every fiber in his body. It was so contagious and it made him happy.

Later that night, you were at home and Yunho was out with his friends. They were talking about going to the club, and Yunho shook his head.

"I have Y/N at home, you guys know that." Yunho said.

Daejun looked at him with a questioning look. "Seriously?"

"Yeah," Yunho deadpanned. "Seriously."

"Dude, you're all over her all the time. It's kind of embarrassing. I have never seen a man so clingy before I met you, so maybe it's time you take a step back?" Eric said.

Daejun nodded. "She probably doesn't even like it. All we're saying is that you spend way too much time with her, and you give her way too much attention. You need to leave your girl wondering or she's going to become uninterested."

Was that true? Yunho didn't want you to get uninterested. He nodded and sighed at his friends.

"Let's go, then."

Meanwhile, you had been home for at least three hours and it was already eleven thirty. Yunho told you he'd be home as early as possible, so you were starting to worry. As you were reaching for your phone, you got a notification. You clicked on it and saw a picture of Yunho in a crowded area, and you could barely count the amount of girls staring at him, there were so many.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. Yunho didn't like clubs, so what made him change his mind all of a sudden? You rolled your shoulders back and tried not to think about it, and ended up watching tv for two more hours before Yunho came back home.

He walked into the living room as you sat up, but he barely glanced at you. "Hey, did you have fun?"

"Yep."

He didn't even look at you and went into the bedroom. You stared at the doorway for a moment, utterly confused, but figured he was just tired and ready to go to bed. You laid back down on the couch and tried not to bother him, and you eventually fell asleep with questions on your mind.

Yunho would normally help you get comfortable if you fell asleep on the couch, but you woke up the same way you went to bed. You sat up and tried to get the crick in your neck out, but you stopped when the bedroom door opened.

"Good morning, Yunho." You said.

"Morning."

You pursed your lips as you got up and followed him into the kitchen. You tried to wrap your arms around his waist, but he pushed you away.

You looked up at him and crossed your arms. "What's your problem?"

He shrugged. "We don't have to hug fifteen times a day, you know?"

"Well, excuse me for wanting to hug my boyfriend after he completely ignored me last night." You bit. "My bad."

He scoffed. "You'll be fine."

He headed for the door, so you followed him and slammed it shut as soon as he opened it. "Tell me what your deal is so that we can figure it out now."

"Nothing, Y/N." He looked down and grinned sarcastically. "We just don't have to be together every second of every day, is all."

"So what? You're going to the club with your friends again?"

"Do you have a problem with that?" He snapped. "I don't have to tell you everything that I do, Y/N."

"Yesterday afternoon you would've told me your plans for the whole month in advance, so I don't know where you got this attitude from, but please lose it."

He sighed and grabbed your shoulders. "I'm a grown man, I do not have to tell you every single detail of my life, okay? Please stop acting like a mother instead of my girlfriend."

"I'm about to stop acting like your girlfriend, too." You threatened. "Get out of my apartment until you've changed your attitude. I don't care what your friends may or may not have said to you, but you will not treat me like that. When my boyfriend comes through this door, then he's welcome to stay, but otherwise, I want my key back."

His jaw slacked as he rolled his eyes and took the key out. He put it in your palm, so you opened the door for him and saw him out.

"I hope you have a super great time doing whatever you spend your time on, Yunho."

You slammed the door and his shoulders slumped. Maybe he was expecting a different reaction from you, but he couldn't blame you for your actual reaction. He sighed and went down to the lobby, where he found his friends walking into the building. They were about to say something when he grabbed their shirts and dragged them out of the building.

"What's your problem, Yunho?" Eric asked.

"You guys!" Yunho growled. "I knew I should've never listened to you two airheads, especially about dating advice, because every girl you've ever dated hates you now. I'm pretty sure Y/N is on the verge of breaking up with me!"

"Who cares?" Daejun rolled his eyes. "She's just a girlfriend."

"My girlfriend, Daejun. I don't want another girlfriend, and I should've made that clear to both of you. I don't care what you think about mine and Y/N's relationship. It's not your business in the first place, and who cares if I'm clingy," he bit. "At least I don't treat Y/N the way you've treated every single girl both of you have ever crossed paths with."

He let go of their shirts and pushed passed them to get some air. Regret didn't even touch the surface of what he was feeling.

You were cleaning up the kitchen after making a nice dinner for yourself when you heard a knock on the door. You opened it and saw a sorry-looking Yunho.

"Are you here to stay?" You questioned.

He nodded solemnly, so you let him back into your apartment. He carefully leaned against the counter in the kitchen as you crossed your arms.

"Daejun and Eric told me that I was too clingy, and that I should leave you wondering," he explained, embarrassed. "So, I thought I would give it a try, and it was a horrible try."

"No kidding." You scoffed. "No one likes wondering, Yunho. I've always told you that I like how clingy you are, it makes me happy. Whatever you did this morning, did not make me happy.

He finally looked up. "I'm sorry. I've learned my lesson, and it'll definitely never happen again."

You held your arms out, and he shuffled into them. He rested his head on yours as you rubbed his back.

"Did you mean everything you said earlier?" He whispered.

You pulled away and looked at him. "Yes? I wasn't about to let you walk out of the apartment without putting you in your place. I know for sure you would've done the same thing."

He nodded. "So, I'm not getting my key back?"

"Yes," you chuckled lightly. "You can have your key back." You stepped away and playfully punched his arm. "Don't listen to what other people say about our relationship. As long as we're happy, that's all the matters."

"I know." He smiled. "I won't let anyone get in between us again, because I've never been happier."

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