[RANDOM] AN OST FOR 'IDKL' FANFIC

Hi, guys, anyone who dropped by here must have somewhat read my IDKL fanfic? And here surprisingly, there is a song can be an ost for the fic because it so damn represents the story a lot ㅋㅋㅋ. The song is none other than BEAST's 'How to Love'. How I wish they had created the song was because really inspired by this fic. ㅋㅋㅋ. Anyway, they made a special MV for this song, catch it here:

'how to love, nan ajikdeo meoreugeusseo saranghan beon'

'how to love, I don't really know love'

I wanted to post it earlier, but I forgot easily. Hehe.

So, for those who love IDKL fanfic series, go check the song!!

^^;;; 비스트 짱!!!!!

[eng trans] Yoseop and Cube Girls: Perfume

I feel it in the wind, the slight fragrance is good
As if being pulled by a magnet, I keep getting attracted to you

I like this moment too, why am I so attracted to you?
My heart pounds, electrifyingly

1 minute, 1 second of every day, I feel like I’m possessed, I keep getting attracted to you
The perfume that spread throughout this room makes me go crazy from the tip of my nose

today's drawing of mine (IDKL)

the couch

the porch used to appear in IDKL

me drew it this noon
probably I miss IDKL's Dujun and Miinah alot
so, for those who read my IDKL fanfic
this is one of the 'memories'
this is the porch they used to hug each other, etc
(after Dujun proposed Miinah, remember?)

[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 30 (FINAL)

[DUJUN]

11:00 pm

She seemed bored. I had won several times over her. But, she didn’t seem want to end it. I didn’t know why back then she suddenly brought up the topic of our limited time being together. I eyed how she immersed playing the whining although I had known she never had any interest on game. I put the joystick on the carpet. Silently my hands ran through her waist, and pulled her closer to my body so her back on my chest while I folded my legs. She turned her face, surprised. “Wae wae?” she blinked. I just shook my head, “Ani… I’m just bored.” I said. She then abandoned the joystick and intertwined my fingers with hers. “What should we do next?” I asked.

 “Let’s have a nice conversation… I’m bored too.” She said. I smirked. Look, she was really bored.

“That sounds nice.” I said, “You want me to make you coffee?”

“Nope. We are not going to chat here.” She said, while pecked my cheek. “Take your jacket, let’s walk on the neighborhood. I want to eat the ddeobeokki…” She stood from her place and dragged me so I stood from my seat as well.

“Are you sure?” I asked, followed her who took her jacket.

“Yes.” She said. “Why?” She took my jacket, “Jaaa, wear this.” She helped me to wear the jacket.

“Since its cold, let’s have a fast walk, eat ddeobeokki, and back here, araseo?” I said, while hugging her shoulder. She nodded, “Araseoyooong~” I giggled seeing her aegyo.

“Kajaaaaaa….!”

[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 29

[MIINAH]

Oct 13, 2013

11:00 am

“See, you are ready for doing it. I could see it once you walked on the aisle.”

I glared at him in between our kiss, and smirked. “You are more ready than me.” I whispered at the same time he ended the kiss.

“Miinah, are you kidding me? Of course I have been ready all this time.” He smiled then took my hand, and held it. “Finally we are official, wifeu.” He continued. And without realizing it, people started to clap as the sign of congratulating us. Dujun and I turned around to face them and slightly bowed. I could see our families gathered together here, Cube agency staffs here too, Dujun’s friends here too –Beast, 4minute, BTOB, Jihoon, and Acube artists too, dad’s colleagues, and some celebrities Dujun knew attended our wedding as well. Most of the faces were people I didn’t know and mostly half of them were famous. My friends were just those who work with me in the exhibition project. I smiled to dad as he was the only family I had here and So Yeon, my cousin (remember? She was the one who had Yoseob as her bias). Dad smiled back and whispered “chukae”, I felt my tears going to fall but I held it. I just nodded and waved my bouquet randomly.

[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 28

[MIINAH]

“Wow, this is funny how netizens do not oppose your relationship, guys!”

“Ehm yes indeed.” I said.

“You both even have shippers. And … is this a fansite? I mean... the shippers make sites for uploading your photos with Dujun have … a freaking date! Gosh, Korean netizens have grown up, I see!”

“Yes, unnie. But, can you imagine in the middle of lunch suddenly there is this group of girls taking photo of you and your lover eating fried chicken and drinking mmakgeolli in your very own friends’ restaurant?”

“You mean Yoseob’s parent’s restaurant, Miinah.”

“Ehm, well, thank you for the correction.” I said, “Yeah, that’s. You have a nice lunch, but suddenly ‘puuufff’ chaos once they recognize us.” I laughed.

“But I know you guys happy, right?” she asked.

“Absolutely, unnie. Beauty-s on our side. I mean, they love our relationship to the point stalk us!”

“Yeah, fan girls are good in acting like paparazzi you know.” She said while closing the laptop she was in almost an hour because she was amazed by the fact how many sites dedicated to Dujun and I mushrooming right now. “And you know, girl, lately, they follow your fashion style. Kinda like you are a fashion trendsetter now among the fan girls –beauty actually and the shippers of course.” She said while giggled. “And the idols too, actresses follow your style. Well, you are the precious daughter of Mr. Choi indeed, and Beast’s leader’s girlfriend and I see you have a very good taste in fashion. What a life, girl.”

“That is … I don’t know why they follow my style … and the funniest thing is that … sometimes they give edit on my photo with Dujun like this … ehm … ‘a simple shirt is a simple way to move Beast oppa’s heart?’ when I read that I was like ‘wow they mock me’ … but the next day, many of them wear the same pattern of my ‘simple’ shirt. I can’t help but laughing, unnie.” I said while patted my legs. “But, I love them and thank them.”

“Duri … Miinah …!” I heard the voice of Mrs. Yoon, Dujun’s eomma from the kitchen on the first floor.

“Neee, eomma!” Duri unnie stood up from her place, “We are coming!” she continued. “Hey Miinah …,” she whispered when we walked side by side, to the kitchen.

“Ne, unnie?” I whispered back.

“But, the latest photo they were uploaded was about two weeks ago which means four weeks after you moved here.” She said. “Are you still in a good mood with my dongsaeng, right?” she gazed me.

[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 27

[MIINAH]

I woke up the next morning by the sound of the alarm beside my bed. I opened my eyes slowly. The alarm showed it was seven in the morning. Yeah, I was usually waking up at that time. I stretched my body. Hmm, my bed was the best place to sleep. Wait… wait… bed? Did I sleep in the bed last night? Didn’t I sleep in the couch with the snoring boy, my Dujun? Wait… I touched the space beside me, none was there. I stared the empty spot blankly. Wasn’t I supposed to sleep with him? Did he leave me without saying good morning? Did I dream last night? Was what happen last night just merely a dream? Did Dujun really propose me? Did he really bring the marriage certificate? Did I even wear the ring?

The ring… yes, the ring….

I looked at my right fingers. I saw it. The diamond ring was there, shone so brightly. So, this was not a dream. Dujun did really propose me last night. I exhaled, felt so relieve. Nothing happened last night, right? I look at my complete pajamas. Then, I giggled alone while kicking the blanket. Once again, before I really got out from the bed I looked at the empty space supposed to be Dujun’s, I believed Dujun carried me from the couch to the bed and slept beside me, because I could smell his perfume in the pillow beside me, and how the sheet in a mess, he must be with me all night. I believed. All of these were not a dream. It was supposed to be not.

Slowly I walked to the living room. “Ouch…” when I touched the door, I felt my fingers in pain. Surprised by my own fingers, I widened my eyes, how came this fingers like this? Last night it was not like this. I had been washing the dishes even. What happened? Someone had abruptly covered it with handkerchief. There was the trace of blood in the tip of three fingers out of five. Did it happen after I washed the dishes? I recalled they were fine – absolutely fine. “Dujun?” I called him while removing the blood-covered-handkerchief, trying to find the cotton from the locker. “Duj? Are you here?” I kept calling him. No answer. Was I alone here? Really alone? “Dujun?” I was more like yelling now.

“Hmm…” there was a voice. I was sure.

“Is that you, Duj?” I asked, anxious. I tried to turn on the light when I saw a figure standing in the balcony. A figure I knew very well. His back faced me. What a beautiful back of beautiful creature God ever made. I smiled. “What are you doing there?” I walked slowly toward balcony when I realized today’s shining sun was extremely beautiful. “That is beautiful.” I whispered as I reached the edge of the balcony.

“Mwoga?” he asked while turning his head to face me.

“Ehm?” I looked at his sleepy eyes, “the sun.” I said. “It’s still seven, but the sun has appeared beautiful.” I continued, “But you are the most beautiful in the world.” I laughed while pushed his left arm with my right arm.

“Wohooo… isn’t me supposed to seduce you?” he pinched my cheek, “ups, I am not supposed to pinch you…” he sighed.

“Why?” I asked, in instant.

“Ehm…” he murmured, “I am supposed to….” He rolled his eyes, “kiss you?” while putting his lips to mine, and crashed it softly. “Isn’t it?” he parted while smiling made my heart skip a beat. I just simply nodded. I didn’t know how to react, seeing how nice this man who was standing in front of me now. “Hmm… look, you are like a little puppy… Min.” he said.

“Min… it seems so long you call me by that name.” I said, held the cold hedge of the balcony, seeing the morning sky. “Time sure flies, right Duj?” I whispered.

“You too, just call me Duj, since last night. It’s quite long time you haven’t called me like that.” He said. “Do we miss the old days, Min?” he asked while chuckling.

“Ehm… probably…” I mumbled, “By the way, my lovely future husband, what are you doing here since it is still so freaking seven in the morning? Why you leave me alone in the bed where you supposed to hug me when I opened my eyes?” I teased.

“I have my morning coffee.” He said while showing the big mug in his right hand. “I woke up just now, and feel like want to knock something up. And, you just have this set of coffee.” He sighed. “It seems like we are gonna have to have breakfast outside.” He continued.

“I am sorry.” I replied. “I just had been discharged yesterday, so I haven’t had time to buy the daily necessary.”

“Hey, that is not your fault.” He said while smiling, “do you want coffee?” he gave me the warm mug. I just simply grabbed it, and took a sip.

“Thank you.” I said. “This is warm.” I handed it to Dujun again, when he then moved to my back side, and hugged me from behind, his left hand in my waist, while another one held the mug.

“This is a lot warmer.” He said. “Isn’t it, Min?” he pecked my reddened cheek.

“Hyaa… Dujun-ahh, you make me shy.” I closed my face with my hands.

“Why? You are going to grow old with me, why you must get shy being with me?” He giggled. “We are going to have many children, our children gonna get married, then we will have bunch of grandchildren. So, we can make a team of football player.”

“What?” I yelped. “No, we are not going to make a football team, you idiot.” I laughed.

“Then, a group of models? You will be able to take picture each of them then!” he suggested.

“Can we?” I asked. “But when that time comes I will have been died.” I continued, didn’t even pay attention with the words I uttered. Suddenly both of us fell in silence. Silly, what a mistake I had made. “I am sorry… I am not…” I said finally, tried to see Dujun’s facial expression. But he stared blankly toward the tiny wind.

“You are not going to anywhere.” He whispered. “You are going to grow old with me, Min.” He tightened his hug. “Promise me you won’t say something like that anymore. Promise me.” He sounded trembling but happened to manage every words clear to be heard.

“….” I couldn’t answer him, I just nodded.

“And, I beg you, don’t touch any work like washing the dishes, cleaning the room, everything.” He suddenly said something out of nowhere. “I beg.”

“Why?” I innocently asked.

“I won’t let you get hurt by doing those stuffs.” He answered. I looked at my injured fingers. Last night, it got bleed and the one who saw it was none other than Dujun. I knew he must feel so worried. I was sorry that I didn’t even feel the bleeding. “You promise me?” he asked in force.

“I promise.” I said, short.

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[DUJUN]

We had breakfast in the café in the neighborhood. Since it was still early in the morning, not so many people came here. I sat on the corner while seeing Miinah flipped the menu. I saw her finger which got hurt last night. I was worried to death last night just seeing how the blood can’t stop bleeding. That was when I almost fell to the deep slumber when I heard Miinah moaned, I looked at her face, and she looked in pain. She kept whispering something like ‘eomma eomma…’ that made me sit from my laying position. I got out from the couch when I realized her fingers already bleeding. The blood fell to the carpet. I couldn’t think the right thing to do. I just took my handkerchief from my pocket and messily tied it with the injured fingers. She didn’t open her eyes but kept calling her eomma. She needed to sleep in the better place, so I decided to carry her to her bedroom, and lay her on the bed. She kept calling her mom when I crawled to the bed, decided to hug her and patted his back. After for awhile doing that, she slept soundly and not moaned again, and stopped calling her mom. I fell asleep minutes later while embracing her fragile figure.

“Duj, what do you want for breakfast?” her voice brought me back to the reality.

“Same with you please, princess.” I said.

“Ssst…” She looked surprise, “don’t call me like that. It’s in public.” She whispered. Meanwhile I could see the waiter held his laugh. I eyed him. He looked back at me and said, “So two waffles with two hot chocolates?” He asked. I nodded. The waiter hurriedly went to the bar. “He must want to kill you for saying something cheesy like that.” Miinah laughed while she accidently looked at her fingers. “Ehm… thank you…” she whispered.

“For?” I asked, purely didn’t know what she meant.

“This.” She showed her injured fingers. “And this,” she showed the finger with the diamond ring. “I thought last night was just a dream because I suddenly slept on the bed and you suddenly not by my side.” She said. “I bet I must be on the angst feeling so much.”

“You don’t need to feel like I am going to leave you, Miinah.” I said. “I will be with you.” I continued. “Ehm… that’s why come to my parent’s house, will you?”

“Not today right?” she asked. “The scarf for Duri unnie is already half made though.”

“You can finish it on my parent’s house, Miinah.” I said calmly.

“You are gonna to meet my dad, right?” She asked.

“Yeah, I will.” I said, “We gonna come together?” I asked.

“Yes, I guess.” She said. “Do I need to pack today?”

“Yes.” I said, shortly. “If you live with my family, you won’t feel anxious again… I promise… You won’t feel alone because no one is around you. I give you this option because you don’t want to live with your dad….”

“Thank you…” she said. “I realize the fact now, I get your point. I will follow your lead.”

Both of us smiled. Meanwhile, the waiter (who held his laugh back then) eyed us and now he held his tears. What a funny waiter. Kkk.

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to be cont

[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 26

[DUJUN]

I saw her ate the porridge slowly, gulped it down without making any noise. Now, both of us were sitting side to side on the carpet in the dim living room. The table in front of us full of side dishes like kimchi and tofu, and also two glasses of herbal medicine. I caressed the corner of her left eyes when I saw a trace of tears there. She just remained silent. “I am sorry….” I whispered. She still busy with her porridge and didn’t care to look at my face. “I am truly sorry.” I repeated. As the shine of moon entered the room, I could see her flat face; I don’t know what exactly happen to her….

Suddenly she put the spoon on the table, drank the herbal medicine, and wiped her lips. She moved closer to me, I could feel her arms touched mine. I looked at her who was not even once seeing my eyes. I eyed her moving, and my heart skipped a beat when she leaned her head to my right shoulder, and lingered her hands on my waist. It’s not a matter of how long you have been with the one you love, but as the skin ship happen you just can’t ignore that you feel nervous and happy at the same time. Yeah, that was what I feel every time being with Miinah.

She tightened her embrace, and breathed on my chest, I hugged her shoulder. I could feel our heart beat in sync. The room was silent, but both of us busy hugging each other, feel our own love affection toward each other. Without word from our lips and without any force to love each other, we were trying to repair our relationship with the invisible love potion that I suspected being poured by God just now to this room.

I smiled.

She hummed, looked at my eyes finally, and smiled.

“I am sorry for earlier….” She uttered. “I hate you yelled to me like that.” She continued, while intertwined our fingers.

I nodded, ruffled her hair, and smell the nice fragrance of her shampoo. “Me too, sorry for yelling.” I looked at her teary eyes, “don’t cry like that anymore.” I blinked. “You made me afraid.” I said.

“Sorry. I just can’t control it. You said you were tired, but minutes later you said you were not.” She inhaled. “What a liar.” She hissed.

“Yeah, I know I am a bad liar.” I giggled. “Have you done eating?” I checked on her bowls. “It’s still half of it. You need to finish it, Miinah.”

“I’m full.” She said, patted her tummy. “You eat yours. Palli….” She took my bowls, and got a spoonful of porridge and forced it to my lips. “Aaaaaa….” I chuckled seeing her like that. Without realizing it, I parted my lips, and she successfully feed me. “Yeay, you need to finish it!” She smiled, while preparing the next feeding. I pinched her cheek, made her yell “Hyaa… Dujun-ahh… neo… apaaa…!” I slid my tongue and reached her bowl.

“Now, time for you to eat yours… aaaaa….” I put the spoon deep into the base of the bowl. Yeah, I get it. “Open your mouth, princess…. aaaa….” I delivered the spoon into her mouth, and….

“Ugh… what is it?” Miinah blinked her eyes, “What is it… in the porridge?” She opened her mouth and took something out from it. I chuckled a little. “Dujun-ahh, what is it…?” She widened her eyes when she saw a ring on her hand. “Dujun-ahh… what is it?” She looked at me, surprised. “A ring?” She eyed the ring, didn’t know what to do.

I took the ring from her hand. And cleaned it with the tip of my shirt, and placed it on her left ….finger. “Will you marry me?”

She blinked her eyes, opened them, and widened them.

“Will you?” I said, once again.

She just looked at me, stiffened like a robot, and didn’t even make a single move.

“Well, it seems you reject me,” I made a sad face, “I will take the ring back.” While pouted my lips. Suddenly, she held my hand; I took a look at her face, she was almost crying but happened to wipe the tears, and laughed.

“Hyaaaa…. Who will think to propose by giving a porridge ring?” She patted my left arm.

“Porridge ring?” I asked, “This is made from diamond, you know.” I caressed the ring.

“Oh my God, babooooyaaaaa…. I mean, who will think to give a ring by hiding it in the porridge….!” She hugged me, “I do. I do.” She continued.

“And… I have this…,” I ran to my bag on the kitchen table, I took a paper from it. “Look.” I handed the paper to her whose eyes got widened again.

“O my God, are you serious? We are just twenty four… and we are doing it now?” She almost jumped from the carpet when she read what was written in the paper.

“We are twenty five in Korea –yeah, twenty four internationally. But, we are mature enough to sign that!” I said while pecked her lips. “Will we fill the paper? And then… registered our marriage?” She sobbed to make me surprise, “Why?” I asked.

“Hmm… let’s sign this marriage certificate after I have been kneeling down to your parents, after I have been thanking them to deliver a man like you in this world, and after I have been giving your nuna the best knitted sweater I made.” She licked her lips, “Is it okay?” she continued.

“Do what you want….” I nodded, “But, first, will you move to my parents’ house?” I asked who was replied by her humming. Then, she slightly nodded.

“I will.., but after you met my dad.” She said. I smiled full with the content of happiness. I could feel I was less tired now. And, for her surprise, her dad had known this event because he was the one who gave me suggestion to do this ‘late porridge proposal’. Yeah, he proposed Miinah’s mother in the same way. After Miinah got angry at me, I called her dad, and he suggested me to propose her, which was already on my plan that night. I drove fast to the ring shop I had ordered to make the diamond ring for this ‘I-don’t-know-when-will-happen-event’ around three weeks ago. And now, the ring already on her finger, and I love it!

“I will.” I said.

“I love you!” She said while hugging me, and sniffed my neck. “Now, am I your wife?” She whispered to my earlobe.

“…” I didn’t know the answer because we hadn’t signed the marriage certificate and hadn’t held the wedding ceremony. So, I thought we were not legal yet now. Don’t you think so?

“Baboyaaaa…. We haven’t official yet!” She patted my arms. “How could you think so long just to answer that?”

“Ehm… because I don’t see any difference between you become my wife or just simply the girl I love most in this earth…” I said, shyly, “I mean… I have loved you for all this time, and will keep going to love you…!” I smiled brightly, opened my hands, and offered her to come to my embrace.

“I love you… I love you…!” She cried in happiness. “No matter what happen next I want to see you smile like this, Dujun-ahh, araseo, my husband?”

I could feel my cheeks reddened as she said ‘my husband’… I don’t know whether it is a dream or reality… all I know is I cherish this special moment like there’s no tomorrow.

“How about we move to the next level?” I teased her.

“What?” She looked at my eyes, “What do you mean?” she asked.

“There…” I moved my chin toward her bedroom direction.

“Hyaaaa… pervy… neooo….. andwae…. We haven’t been a legal married couple, you know!” She punched my chest, and took the bowls and glasses and stuffs. “I will wash the dishes; you can help yourself calming down your dirty mind.”

I laughed loudly, “Hyaaa I am kidding you know… do you think we never do that before?” I jokingly kicked her back side.

“Ehm… what we did before was different with the-move-to-the-next-level term you have made just now, you know!” She pouted her lips, and walked to the kitchen, while I eyed her, and sighed.

“Miinah, I love you.” I whispered, more to myself, “And… hi, self, thank you for being the brave Dujun…,” I sat on the couch while turn on the television. This moment, I couldn’t describe myself more, besides: COMPLETE.

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[MIINAH]

My name is Choi Miinah. Now, I feel so full of myself. Now, I am a woman. Now, I have found someone that cherishes me incredibly. What I want next besides living by his side forever? Having a nice family, and becoming an old couple until we have grandchildren. How nice my life will be. Yes, if destiny says so, everything can happen. I washed the dishes while imagining about future we would have been through. But, came to my realization, that those things would go nowhere, expect in my imagination. I sighed, and back to eye the dirty bowl when I saw the diamond ring shone so brightly there. I smiled. I don’t know love, all I know is I will take this moment to my embrace and walk by his side happily without thinking too much about tomorrow which probably would never come to me again.

I had finished washing the dishes when I heard a snore came from the living room. I turned my face to him. I giggled when saw Dujun sleeping on the couch with head leaned back to the wall and his legs on the table. His mouth opened a little, and produced the snore. You don’t know how happy it is hearing someone you love snoring in front of you? Yeah, I love it that I could kill a lion. Oh, pardon my exaggeration. But, for sure, I love seeing him like this.

He must be tired. Yet, he still lied to me, saying that he was not tired at all. I hate him yelled to me, but lying was the worst thing ever. I still could feel how he embraced me when I cried in the kitchen just now and crawled to the ground to feel the pain of seeing him tired of me, but he just couldn’t tell it clearly to me, moreover he yelled to me when my body was not in good state. He hugged me while patted my back, and saying “I am sorry. Let’s eat first. Ehmm?” I just cried, cried, and cried when he lifted me from the floor with his muscle hands, and brought me to the couch in bridal style. I didn’t have any courage to see him, and just crying like a toddler there, until he served all the dishes on the table in front of me. He ate his own without paying attention to me. I saw him eating the abalone porridge, it looked so tasty. When I sat there blankly, I heard the very voice of my stomach. He chuckled, and said “You may cry after you eat the porridge. I know you are hungry after throwing up like that.” made my cheeks red. Then, I sat beside him, ate the porridge in silence.

I don’t know he prepared this ‘porridge ring’ event.

I eyed him while taking the remote control from his hand and turned off the television. I sat beside him, looking at his perfect face, although there was saliva dripped on the corner of his lips, I still felt that he looked so damn handsome. I patted my own head, “Hyaa, Miinah, neo… this is not the first time you see him like that, why you keep adore him this much?” I chuckled a little and then stood from my place, and took Dujun’s feet which were on the table to place it on the couch, and took his head to lean on the other side of the couch while taking a pillow from the carpet and put it under his head. He moved for taking the better sleeping position while humming. I stopped from my stuff and realized he was still sleeping soundly, I removed his socks, and unbuttoning his shirt, to change it into t-shirt he usually wore when he decided to sleep over at my apartment. Well, everything was done, and to my surprise now I felt better, and didn’t want to throw up again. I came to the laundry room, and put Dujun’s shirt and socks to the washing machine, set the time and finished. I smiled to myself when remembering what Doctor Sunggyu ahjussi said “Once you discharge from the hospital, you can feel your stomach wants to vomit so bad which is called nausea. This is because you lying on the hospital bed for such long period. So, you need to bear it, and there’s no medicine can really cure it.”

No, ahjussi, someone here have already cured me.

I stepped back to the living room, and sat on the carpet on the floor while eyeing his gorgeous presence in this room. I caressed his cheek softly.

“Hmm…” he moved slowly, opened his eyes, “hmm… Miinah…, am I falling asleep?” he asked in husky voice.

“Yup. Even you snored.” I giggled. “Back to sleep, Duj. I have changed your shirt, and tomorrow it will be ready to be worn again.” I smiled. “Go sleep, it’s two in the morning, you need to filming tomorrow.” I said, pushed his chest, make him back flat to the couch.

“Sleep here with me…” he whispered, gripped my wrist.

“I can’t… my body…,” I said, “but, for tonight, it’s an exception.” I smiled and sat on the edge of the couch, and positioned myself to lay beside him. Once I laid there, he pulled me into his embrace.

“Wife, let be like this forever.” He mumbled while back to shut his eyes. I inhaled and exhaled, trying to get the best word to reply him.

“Just let us finish the coffee slowly when it’s still hot, husband.” I said, and followed him, came in to the slumber with a tear slipped on the corner of my eyes.

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to be cont

[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 25

[DUJUN]

“Miinah?” The room was dim. I opened the door widely and entered the room. There was even no one lamp turned on. I removed my shoes, and wore the slippers that used to be mine. “Miinah?” my voice echoed the dim room. “Are you here?” I asked louder. “Miinah?!” no one answered me when I heard the sound of water flushed on toilet. I sighed in relief. “Miinah, are you okay?” I walked toward the bathroom slowly. The door opened slightly, and I could see a thin figure stood there, but suddenly she was back to the bathroom while gripping her stomach. “Miinah?” I ran toward her.

“Hoeeekkk… ugh…” I saw her throwing up everything in her stomach to the toilet. “Ugh…” She was on her knees while doing the stuff, and I rubbed her back, trying to help her. “Ehmm… Dujun-ahh…, Help me take my medicine please…!” she said while wiping her lips. “Ugh… I want… hoeeek…” she threw up again when I reached the table on which her medicines were. I took a glass of water on the side of them while walking fast to the toilet.

“Miinah…” I helped her to sit and flush the toilet. “Are you okay?” She nodded. “These are the medicines.” I handed the pills and the glass.

“Thank you.” She tried to reach my hands, but I could see her hands were trembling.

“No. I will feed you.” I said, short. “Open your mouth.” I saw Miinah widened her eyes. “I don’t have time to argue with you.” I demanded. She slightly opened her mouth; I took the medicines and helped her to gulp down the water. “Now, let’s go to bed.” I said, held her shoulder. She tried to stand up on her feet while gripping her stomach. “Do you want to throw up again?” I asked. She shook her head.

“No.” she said, “I…,” before she ended her words, I could feel her body shivering so badly.

“I will carry you.” Without any agreement from her, I carried her in a bridal style, I saw her eyes which eyed me, she lingered her hands on my neck. “How about you live with my family in Ilsan?” I asked her, trying to sound not so demanding.

“Why?” she asked in a low voice after landed safely in her bed.

“Because I can’t let you live alone like this.” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “You know, you will have Duri nuna, or eomma to help you.”

“I don’t…,” she held her breath, “need help.”

“What?” I looked at her moist eyes, “After what happened just now? If I were not here, what will you do?” I frowned.

“I…,” she uttered, “But your mother, your sister, they will get burdened of me.”

“They will not!” I yelped.

“Why did you yell to me?” she said every words with pressure.

“I did not!” I stood and looked at her.

“Go out, Dujun!” she pointed the door, “I want to sleep.” She continued.

“Miinah-ah… I am sorry…,” I walked toward her, “I am just so… tired.” I said, couldn’t find the right word.

“I said: GO OUT. LEAVE ME ALONE!” she yelped and covered her body with the blanket. “I don’t have energy to argue with you.” She mumbled.

“Miinah-ahh…” I tried to squeeze her shoulder.

“Please….” She said. “Me too, Dujun-ahh, tired as well.”

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[MIINAH]

How come he said he was tired… in front of me just now. How come…? I knew he was tired. I knew it perfectly… that I was a burden for him. How could… he yell to me…? I knew his schedule was no joke, and he still needed to take care of me. What kind of girlfriend I am…?

I wiped the tears that formed on the corner of my eyes, and pulled the blanket closer to my body. This night was as cold as my heart. I hated myself for being so fragile. I sighed. I couldn’t shut my eyes off. It must have been an hour after Dujun closed the front door and left me alone. I felt want to throw up again that made me hastily kick the blanket and ran to the toilet.

When I finished the stuff, I heard the door knob being opened. I stiffened on my feet. I saw a tall figure wore the slippers; he brought a black plastic bag. He walked slowly to the kitchen while unbuttoning one or two of his shirt. He didn’t notice me standing here because of the dim light I guess. Or, probably he was to absorb with his own thoughts. I saw him took a glass from the cupboard. Soju? I tried to get the better vision but it failed. I could hear he took bowls as well, and a set of spoon. He opened the plastic bag while trying to turn on the light.

“Dujun.” I whispered, and walked to the kitchen. He turned on his body to face me.

“Hi.” He faked smile, “you wake up already?”

I just nodded. “What are you doing?” I eyed the stuffs he bought.

“These are abalone porridge for you and herbal medicine.” He said, not looking at my face, and back to his work, put the porridge to the bowls and poured the medicine to the glasses.

“Why you bought two of each?” I asked, got closer to him.

“It seems I need it too.” He smiled, “And… I am sorry for earlier.”

“Why don’t you go back to your dorm?” I said, helped him prepare the late supper. “You should take a rest. You are tired.” I said, trying to sound calm.

“Miinah… sorry for earlier… I am not tired at all.” He said, lying to me.

“Liar!” I rather yelped. “Why must have you always lied to me?” I shed tears.

“Miinah…!” he tried to reach me. “What happen actually with you?”

“Why, Dujun-ahh? Why?” I couldn’t handle this feeling anymore. I cried while gripping my skirt. “Why you need to lie to me every time?” I wiped my tears. “If you are tired, say it to me, loudly!” I patted his chest. “Why….” I crawled to the floor. “Why….”

“Miinah….”

“I am sorry for coming to your life…” I cried; let the tears of mine fell to the floor. “I am sorry….”

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