When she woke up, she found herself in his arms. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked at his sleeping face, and then down at herself. His hands were protectively encircled around her.

He let me sleep here? On his bed?

She looked at his face, and as her hand reached his cheek unknowingly, she lightly caressed it. A loving smile crept onto her face.

"Why you have change this much, Joonie... you know I love you. Please don't do this to me. It hurts too much," she mumbled, caressing his cheek.

Her vision got blurry as tears filled her eyes. Her gaze fell on his lips. She wanted to kiss him. Her heart was racing so fast that it might come out of her chest.

She leaned closer to him and softly placed a kiss on his chin. She moved a bit upwards and placed another kiss on his nose.

"Stop," he said lightly, when she was about to kiss him on his lips.

She opened her eyes and looked at him; his eyes were still closed. She tried to get up from his bed, but he held her again, hugging her more tightly.

"Stay like this," he said, burying his face in her chest.

Can't we just stay like this? Forever، Me in your arms۔

She felt a sudden rush of fear down her spine. He never did this. His nose was touching her clothed cleveage. Still, it was giving her different sensation.

She stayed like this for some time. The warmth of his body made her feel at ease. As his scent was making her weak. When he was awake, he went to the bathroom without even looking at her, leaving her on the bed, still scared.

Huh? She thinks that I'm gonna change not even in your dreams baby. I will make you suffer.

After doing her morning routine she went downstairs, he was cooking. When he saw her coming into the kitchen, he smiled at her.

"Did he hit his head somewhere?"

He placed the plates on the table and signaled her to sit down. She sat on her chair and he served her breakfast. This time it wasn't eggs, it was pancakes. They weren't perfectly cooked, but they looked good.

He helped her clean the house; it was Sunday, so he was at home. She felt something strange in his behavior, but neither of them talked.

They were busy cleaning the dishes when they heard the doorbell. She was about to go, but he told her that he would see who it was.

She was busy doing the house chores when an elderly lady entered their living room. She got up and went to the living room.

"Who is she? Your wife?" the elderly lady asked, looking at Namjoon.

"Yes, she is my wife," Namjoon said, smiling at the lady.

"Aigoo!!! She is so beautiful. I'm sorry I couldn't come to your marriage; I wasn't feeling well at that time," the lady said, making a sad face.

"It's okay," Y/N said, looking at the baby in her hands.

"Oh! I forgot why I came here... I'm sorry, but do you have some milk? Actually, his parents are out for shopping and he is hungry... and, the milk has run out," the old lady said awkwardly, looking at the baby boy in her hands.

Y/N looked at Namjoon, and he nodded as she went to the kitchen and returned with a packet of milk.

"How old is he?" Y/N asked, giving her milk.

"14 months," the lady said, smiling at Y/N.

"Thank you so much. You are such a pretty girl. You're very lucky, Namjoon. Ok I should go now he is hungry. Bye sweet girl" the lady said, giggling and looking at Y/N, then Namjoon.

Namjoon noticed that Y/N's eyes were fixed on the baby. He shrugged that thought and led the lady to his main door.

"She is our neighbor, and the baby boy is her grandson," Namjoon said, coming towards
Y/N.

She didn't say anything; she just nodded. Her mind was still not processing anything.

Why is Namjoon behaving well towards me?

Did he want to do something big this time?

Will I be able to bear his next actions?

Thank God he atleast give me time during my monthly cycle.

~its in the eyes, always in eyes.