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[The day after we smiled in the corner of sorrow, jigeum… now…]
The sun shone so
prettily. I sat beside him. Today we were going to have a nice dating. I was
smiling by myself when he hit my head.
“Ah.. hyaa… apa…” I said while hit back his hand.
“Why do you keep
smiling?” He asked while tying his seat belt. “You must be happy, huh?”
“Mind your own
business.” I said, followed him, tying my seat belt. But it couldn’t work as
what I wanted. “Ahh…” I murmured.
“Tsk, baboya…,” Dujun took my seat belt. His
face was right in front of my eyes. I held my breath. His jaw line looked so
perfect. Omo omo, what I think right
now. “Wae?” He asked while tying my
belt. “Do you want some morning kiss?” he continued.
My eyes opened
widely, “Mwo?” I yelled.
“Hmm…?” He didn’t
answer me and kissed my cheek softly. I could feel that I was blushing. “You
get so red.” He laughed. “And this is another one.”
He kissed my
lips.
I closed my
eyes.
Maybe this was
the last one, Dujun-ahh.
---
“So, yesterday
you met Junhyungie?” He asked, kept driving.
“Yes.” I said
shortly, “and after that I sent you a text.” I continued.
“Then, I should
thank him.” He smiled. “He is a good boy, right?”
“Hmm…”
Junhyungie was indeed a good boy.
“Don’t you think
he like you?” His question made me get shocked.
“What? How? How
could?” I couldn’t believe with what Dujun had said. “That is the most
impossible thing to be happened, Dujun-ahh.”
“Who knows?” He
answered. “Do you know how much he asks about you?”
“I don’t want to
know.” I said. “Why you keep talking about him?”
“Just.” He
sighed. “I get jealous.”
“What?”
“Miinah-ahh, I
know, because of him you sent me text. But I just dislike because of someone
else you contacted me.” He said when the traffic light turned red. He stopped
the car. He looked at my face. “I want none other than you who get involved in
our relationship.”
“But he is…,” I
took some air, “your group’s member.”
“Yes.” He said.
The traffic light turned green. “But, that doesn’t mean he can get between us.”
“Oh.”
“Miinah-ahh, our
condition has been so complicated. Don’t make it harder for me.” I could feel
some frustration in his tone.
“Ne, araseo.” I answered shortly. I
couldn’t answer him more. He was tired.
He was tired of
me, of us, of our love.
---
“I do really
want to come here, Miinah-ahh.” He parked the car while I got so confused. Was
I dating a baby now? I kept holding my laugh.
“Hyaaa, agi (child)… big head agi….” I said while hit his head when he
opened his belt. “Kyeowooo…” he
stroked my hand.
“Mwoya igo?” he said while his hand kept
on holding mine and used another hand to open my seat belt. He looked at me so
closely. “Let’s have some fun today.”
“Here?” I asked.
I wanted to make fun of him, but he looked very serious today. I cancelled it.
“Let’s go.” He
opened the car door. “Don’t open yours.” He said quickly made my hand stopped
in the air on its way opened the door.
“You don’t
need…” I said when he opened my door, “to help me, jagi.” But still, I was happy. Dujun seldom did something like
this. Yeah, in a year, we could barely date like this. But, why he chose this
place?
IT’S…
A…
ZOO…
IT’S A ZOO.
“Dujun-ahh…” I
whispered to him.
“Hmm?” he
whispered too, lowering his head to make it close to my lips.
“Shouldn’t be
many people here?” I asked.
“Hmm. It seems
like that.” He said.
“Are you not
going to be frightened that many people going to recognize you?” I asked while
trying to take my hand from his hand that he was holding it so tightly. But, he
didn’t let it be.
“Why? Are you
afraid?” he asked while smirking.
“Ani. The idol is you, not me.” I
answered while looking at other direction.
“I’m not afraid
because you holding my hand, Miinah-ahh.” He said, looked at me, and smiled.
I shut my mouth.
And I just held his hand tightly. But in my heart I felt like crying. I
wouldn’t want to end this happy memory. I wouldn’t want to end holding his
hand. I didn’t want to stop walking beside him. I wanted to be by his side,
like forever… like really….
Neomu himdeuro…
It’s hard… love
is hard….
But the reality is
the one to blame…
“Wear it.” He
gave me a hat. A black hat. “I’m going to wear this one.” He wore a red one.
“Yah… then I
can’t wear that bunny thingy then.” I sighed.
“Then… how about
to not wear it?” he said.
“Wow, you are
going to be a good child listen to his mom?” I joked while punching him.
“Kidding! I’m kidding, araseo?” I
laughed.
“You… bad
girl…!” he said while laughing.
“Bad girl… that
is your song!” I hugged his hand. He was so tall that when I held his arm, it
feels like hugging. He ruffled my hair. “But, it’s a lot better if I wear that
red one.” I said. “Red is too bright for you. Many girls going to recognize
you.”
“Why? Are you
afraid they are going to steal me away?” He glanced at me for awhile.
“Ani. I’m afraid the bull going to run to
you. Hahaha.” I laughed.
“Ehmm… your joke
needs one percent to be accepted as funny.” He walked fast left me.
“Hyaa, bosseu… kajigaaaaa….” I ran to him. He
waved his hand and smiled so widely.
I could feel my
heart beating so fast.
His back looked
so wide.
I didn’t know how
long it would last to hug that back.
I didn’t know.
---
“Hyaa, don’t
give him food. We can’t do it here! It’s a zoo.” I said while stopping Dujun
gave food to the old camel. “It’s written in the rule, you know.”
“Yeobeoseyooooo….” He said.
“What?” I looked
at him with angry glance.
“I’m just
feeding my maknae.” He said.
“Mwo? Maknae?” I asked, “what do you
mean?”
“Here, the
Arabian prince.” He pointed the camel.
“Buahahaha.
Dujun-ahh, can’t you stop so rude?” I laughed while hitting my legs with my
hands.
“Stop hitting
your legs.” He said, suddenly serious. “You will get hurt.”
“Ups.” I kept
laughing but not hitting my legs anymore.
“Yups, nowadays,
I’m rather popular for giving fist first, rite?” he said. “I’m not actually.
That’s just….”
“You show your
own self, that’s not a bad thing, Dujun-ahh. Your fans seem happy too and that
thing is more popular than our dating rumor.” I said, “daebak, leader-nim.” I slapped
his back.
“I never do
something rude to you.” He said, seemed like thinking hard.
“When you kiss.”
I whispered.
“What?” He
asked.
“Ani.” I said, shortly, “eh, look the
camel want you to feed him! Look!” I pointed at the old camel which walked
toward Dujun.
“Aish, he just looks the same as Dongwoon.”
He said.
I laughed.
Dujun-ahh, when
you kissed… me, you are so rude.
Rude.
Rude for taking
all of my heart’s content.
And my life...
[this story is not over]
