Needless to say, their lake house trip is very memorable. Yoongi didn't try to make any intimate moves on Aliya anymore but he stayed close and friendly towards her.

He showed up unannounced at her place one weeknight and asked if she has anything for dinner. Since her mom dropped by the night before, she had plenty of food to offer. They had a friendly conversation and though he teased her about not wearing a bra that night, he didn't try to show any interest of having sex. He did the same thing showing up unannounced for the next coming nights then leaves for home after. Aliya feels confused and frustrated thinking there might be something wrong with her.

Friday came and she accepted an invitation to have dinner with the son of the woman she met during Taehyung's wedding. She had to give in to her mom's unending request promising her it's the last one. She's not sure if Yoongi's going to show up that night but she thought she'd see if there would be any change in him at all should he see her go out with someone else. She had deliberately chosen a black clingy dress that showed more cleavage than she'd normally wear. She worked extra hard on her hair and make up and she was almost done when her doorbell rang. She smiled when she saw her monitor, just right on time.

"Hi." She smiled at him as she opened the door before walking back inside her place.

He's still in his office clothes and he stops to study her from head to toe. "Where are you going?" He asks.

"Out for dinner." She replied as she stood before the mirror studying herself.

"With who?" He asks leaning against the wall across from her watching as she turns in front of the mirror.

"My mom's friend's son." She replied casually.

"I thought you hate going out on those kinds of dates." He commented.

"I do. But my mom is very persistent because she said it's the last one and she's confident that I might like this guy."

"Really? Well does this guy have a name?" He sounded annoyed.

"Yes, his name is George. His dad is American and his mom is Korean. They live in the States and they're just here for a holiday." Aliya pretended not to see his expression of disbelief as he listened to what she is saying.

"George? You're going out with a guy named George?" He says.

"Yes I am." Aliya replied as she walked towards him standing right in front of him, pretending to get something from his coat's collar as she continued to talk. "If I can have sex with a guy named Yoongi, why can't I have a date with a guy named George? You said it yourself, we are not exclusive right?" She leans towards him as she said the last sentence looking up at him waiting for his reply.

Yoongi was quiet as he looks down at her with his piecing gaze. "Yes, you can do whatever."

Aliya smiles then walks to her bathroom and sprayed on her perfume before going out again to grab her purse. Yoongi grunts in annoyance as her scent reached him. "Is he picking you up?"

"No, we're meeting at this restaurant. I'm driving there." She replied.

"No, I'm driving you there. Let's see what this George looks like." He answered before turning his back as he made his way to the door. He didn't see the smile Aliya had on her face as she followed him. Judging with his actions, he is obviously affected by her date.

Yoongi asks for the name of the restaurant then clucked his tongue when she answered. It's a restaurant in a high class hotel in Gangnam. He left his car with the valet and follows Aliya to the elevator.

"You're seriously coming with me to the restaurant?" Aliya asks him.

"You don't want me to?" He asks.

"Well, it's just that it's going to be weird right?" Aliya tells him and he just stares at her in response making her fidget as she stands in front of him. He didn't say anything until the elevator opened and he takes her elbow leading her to the entrance of the restaurant.

"Good evening Mr. Min. I didn't know you have a reservation tonight, I didn't see your name in the list." The maitre d' greeted with a bow his eyes going from Yoongi to Aliya who was a bit surprised to see that he knows him.

"I don't have a reservation I just came to see her here. She's meeting someone named George." Yoongi said saying the name as if it's some kind of a repulsive disease.

"Stawarksi." Aliya added throwing a look at Yoongi who's eyebrows were raised.

"Of course. He is already waiting. Mr. Min, would you like to sit at the bar for you usual drink?" The elderly man asks. Yoongi nodded in response and began to walk the opposite direction where Aliya was headed.

George, is nothing like Aliya had expected. He is really tall, maybe over six feet tall, completely towering over her petite frame. He is good looking too, as if he just stepped out of a magazine. He has a very pleasant manner and he speaks both Korean and English. He explained that his mother insisted that all her children should learn her language which is why they're fluent at it. Over their meal, she learns that he used to play basketball in their high school team but he decided to make it a hobby not a career when he reached college.

He is a complete gentleman too with perfect table manners and he never stopped flattering Aliya which made her doubt if he's being honest or not. "Seriously, I never thought you'd be this pretty because the other women my mom set me up with isn't even close to the way she'd describe them. Not that I'm being critical of them."

Aliya smiles at him. "I can relate, my mom is the same when setting me up with her friends sons too."

"I hope I meet your expectations." He said with a flirty grin.

"Uh yeah, you did." She answers with a small smile.

"I am told you're not dating anyone." He continued to say.

Aliya's eyes unconsciously went to the area where the bar was. She's not sure if Yoongi is still there. "Uh, I am not."

"You hesitated, so there's someone." He asked again his eyes trying to look into Aliya's.

Aliya shakes her head. "No."

"Good, would you like to head to a bar after dinner? It's a decent place. I just discovered this place yesterday." George said.

Aliya agreed and they headed straight to that place after dinner. She didn't see any signs of Yoongi at all.

Aliya's eyes opened as she hears her doorbell ring for the third time. The first and second times, she thought it was just in her dream. She got up and checked the time, 2 am. Who'd come to her place this late? Jimin usually calls her first if he's coming to her place on a late hour.

"Oh my gosh, you're drunk I can smell the alcohol from you." She tells Yoongi the minute she opens her door. He stumbles his way in and she had to reach out to steady him. His eyes were drooping down as he walks inside her place.

"Aliya, I need... to... sleep." His speech was slurred as Aliya grabs his arm and wrapped it around her shoulders.

"You need to carry some of your weight with you coz I can't do this by myself." She tells him as she walked towards her room. She could've taken her to the spare room but this is where her feet dragged her. Sitting him on the bed, he swayed around as she struggles with the jacket he is wearing. When she's done, his head rested at her chest breathing steadily as he falls to sleep. He didn't stir when she got him laying on the bed, so she made her way to her closet where he has an extra shirt. She also gets a washcloth in the bathroom so she could clean his face. Doing all of it was no easy task specially when he is in a deep sleep.

"Aliya." He mumbles softly as she goes back in the room. His eyes were still closed as he continues to speak. "Sleep with me."

He means sleep like slumber not the other meaning, Aliya tells herself as she sat and laid on the bed in her now dark room. His arms later on went around her waist and pulled her closer to him. He hums in his deep low voice sounding like a satisfied feline.

Aliya wakes up in the same position her muscles were screaming at her. She could hear Yoongi still sleeping soundly. This is a bit weird, having spent the night next to him without anything sexual happening between them. Her body knows him well, his scent, his touch everything about him gets it alive. But he is also her friend who got drunk just like her other friends who thinks of her place as a good place to recover from hang over. Speaking of which, she has to get something ready for him to eat.

She started to move but his arms tightened around her. "I need to go to the bathroom." She tells him and he lets her go without any word. Wincing with tensed muscles from having slept in the same position, she walked out of her room.

"Good morning or shall I say good afternoon." Aliya greeted Yoongi when he emerges hours later. His hair was tossed over his eyes, his eyes squinting from the sunlight from the windows but he nodded at her before disappearing in the bathroom. Aliya thought he looked hot after getting out of bed like that, even with a hang over.

"Who did you drink with last night?" Aliya asks him as he eats the soup she prepared for him.

"Jk, Jimin and Jin. They're all at Jimin's right now." He tells her studying her face as she joins him as he ate. "Your date went well?"

Aliya shrugs. "Yeah, I mean for the first time it's not a nightmare so I'd say it went well." She smiles at him.

He continues to stare at her. "You like this George?"

"He's handsome and has a great personality, so I'd say yes but that doesn't mean I want to date him." Aliya explains.

"Why not?" He asks again as he continues eating.

"Because nothing will come out of it. He lives in the States. Long distance relationships is not my thing." She replies watching him nod with a blank look. She hates it when he gets into that. She stands up and starts to prepare a big container for her friends who could use some soup too. She also needed to distract herself from over thinking when it comes to Yoongi. Sitting across the table watching him eat isn't helping at all specially when her mind starts to get too worked up as memories of what they have done on the same table comes back to her.

Aliya handed Yoongi a pill for his hangover right after he ate. He thanks her with a smile watching her face quietly for a long time. "What?" She asks him thinking he was about to say something but he only shakes his head before walking away telling her he needed to pick his car back at the bar's parking lot.