Plan's POV

"Okay, that's the last straw," I heard Mean mutter under his breath just before I found myself being lifted off my feet and dropped onto our bed.

He tried to kiss me but I turned my face away, which made him kiss me on my neck instead.

I tried pushing him away but he kept his hold on my shoulders keeping me immobile.

"You know that this is sexual harassment, right?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"I'm doing more than just sexual harassment to you," he said, "and I'm willing to spend time behind bars for it."

"Mean! Stop fooling around and let me get back to my cooking!" I yelled at him.

I struggled as much as I could. He finally got tired and let go of me.

"What brought about your sudden change?" he asked in what I thought was a sad tone but I could have been wrong.

"I haven't," I countered, "maybe you have."

"I haven't changed, goddammit!" his raised voice made my ears tingle.

I covered my ears to protect my eardrums.

"I'm sorry," he said in a softer tone, "it's just, I'm really frustrated because I feel that you have totally changed into a very different character, someone friendly but uncaring. Your total indifference is what's killing me."

I turned to him. Maybe it was confrontation time.

"Mean, if you are regretting that you said you loved me the other night, I'm fine with it. I'm a big boy even if you're bigger than me," I inserted a small laugh there even if it was a hollow laugh. "I can take it. I see this sort of thing happen all the time. Someone says he loves the other person with all the passion in his voice, and then the following day, he's out chasing a new love interest."

He listened patiently without interrupting me and then said, "Are you finished with your little speech, P'Plan?"

"I'm not sure," I replied, standing up from the bed, "maybe there's more to be said, but perhaps it's better to let well enough alone."

I started to walk towards the kitchen because my voice had cracked on the last word of my sentence and I felt my tears falling fast. I wiped them away before he could see them.

In less than a second he had grabbed me again.

He looked at me intently, "I madly want to kiss you right now but not before I tell you that I want you to wipe all those silly thoughts from your head. I meant it sincerely when I said that I love you. I don't know if you love me back, but I'm willing to work hard until I get your trust and hopefully your love. Please, P'Plan, please let me love you."

He was pleading with me now.

"I really don't know if I should believe you," I said, "I wouldn't be surprised if after dinner, you suddenly receive another text from P'Godt and then you go off running to him again."

"P'Plan, I'm really, really sorry..."

"No, no, no," I interrupted him, "you don't have to apologize. You are free to go anywhere you want and be with anyone you want. You are not my boyfriend. We are not in a committed relationship."

"P'Plan, please listen to me carefully," he said, placing his hands firmly on either side of my face so that I could not turn it away, "if you will accept me, I want to be your boyfriend, I want to be in a committed relationship with you, I want to love you now and always."

"Okay, to hell with dinner," I said, as I grabbed him and threw him onto the bed.

That night, after a round of passionate lovemaking, I made him my official boyfriend.

THE END

A/N: I have promised reader "puu264" that after this story, I would make a sequel for "The Ice Prince's Happy Ending" because reader puu264 commented on how I ended the story without giving closure to Sanwan, Good's sister P'Wan. I haven't thought of a title for it yet. Once I publish chapter one, I will announce it on my feed. I hope you guys will check it out! Again, thank you, everyone, for following this story! Much love, Anne