[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 18

[Miinah]

I didn’t know where I was. I felt so lonely. I sat on a bench at a park where there were swings, sand box, etc. I could see a little girl swung on the swing alone. She was holding a huge lollipop, but from her eyes, I could see how sad it was. Her eyes were moist. She wore a cute dress but there was a white ribbon on her right bang. Suddenly she stopped swinging when a ball hit her head. She took the ball right before a little boy with a dirty t-shirt came to her.

“Hi, that’s my ball.” He tried to take the ball. The little girl wanted to give him the ball when he realized that friend in front of him had moist eyes. Instead of taking the ball, the little boy sat beside the little girl. “Hi, are you crying alone here?” asked him

“Aniya.” The little girl replied. But, happened to wipe her tears made the little boy chuckled. “Wae?” she asked.

“Ani. You are obviously holding your tears now.” said him while taking the ball from the little girl. “My name is Dujun.” He said. “And you?”

The little girl looked at that boy. She was like thinking… should I tell him my name… then after few seconds, she said “My name is Miinah.”

I got shock. That little girl was… me. Don’t say… that was the day when I lost my dad? Don’t say… that day I had already met Dujun?

“Why are you crying?” Dujun asked, staring at her while trying to take something out from his pocket. “Here, use it.” He handed a handkerchief to little me, little Miinah. I found myself holding tears. The handkerchief had a ball pattern in the one of its corner. Didn’t it the same with the handkerchief he lent me when I was bleeding in front of his agency building?

“Thank you.” Little Miinah used Dujun’s handkerchief to wipe her tears. “This.” Now she handed him the huge lollipop, “for you. Thank you for the handkerchief.” She smiled and handed the stuff back to Dujun.

“Miinah!” A woman came to the little Miinah while waving her hand. “What are you doing here? Let’s go home. Uncle has waited for us!”

That woman is… uri eomma… I sobbed.

Eomma…

Eomma dragged her. Dujun stood there looked at her while waving his hands. “Annyeong.” He said. Little Miinah couldn’t help but smiling while saying “Let’s meet again, Dujun!”

After little Miinah left, I could see Dujun sat on the swing while opened the lollipop. He licked it and smiled, “it’s sweet.” Then he sighed, “Just like her smile….”

Just then, I shed tears… when in sudden all the things became white.

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[DUJUN]

I sat on the floor of our practice room after getting advices from our CEO. He said that he didn’t really know how to react at my relationship with Miinah and the go-public-thingy. He asked me to wait for the development. I just nodded at his words. Meanwhile, my thought was full with Miinah, Miinah, and Miinah. How is she doing now?

I remembered that day when she leaned her head to my shoulder in my apartment after having a nice dinner and watching a match of my favorite football team.

“Dujun-ahh.” She started the conversation.

“Ehm…” I said while my eyes kept watching the football and my right hand stroking her hair.

“My dad….” She whispered.

“Ehm…” I kept paying attention to the football match.

“He scared me a lot.” She said. At that time I remembered clearly that I missed the goal because I looked at her sad face. I kept stroking her hair.

“Wae?” I asked while looking at her eyes.

“Ahh ani…” She shook her head. “He just…”

“Just what?” I asked in curiosity.

“Ehm… nag a lot…” then she laughed.

I knew she lied back then… but, I didn’t have any courage to ask her more, afraid that it’s gonna hurt her more. I just hugged her around my arms to give her strength. She kissed my cheek, and then we watched the match together.

“Ah babo…” I patted my head. “Today, I know how scary her dad is.” I clenched my fist tightly.

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[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 17

“Hyung, you did something really big, you know?” Dongwoon patted Dujun back as I sat beside him. “Miinah noona, prepare yourself for the worse condition.” He smiled at me, I smiled back. The door opened when Dongwoon stood from the couch. A miserable face appeared there, he looked at me and Dujun continuously. He walked toward Dujun. He stared at him. “How could you… I just told you everything last night, and now you both go public.” Junhyung panted. “Even I have not fully sobered up.” He shook his head, “You did good job, Dujunie.” He patted Dujun’s head before sitting beside me. “And you Miinah, himnae!” He cheered on me while faked smile.

“Dujunie… It is crazy, beauty flooding our café!” Yoseob ran to us while panting hard. “Even the reporters still there.” He sat beside Dongwoon who was now checking their official fan café.

“Hello, what happened here?” Someone just arrived and entered the room. He caught my eyes, and then bowed to me. “Oh Miinah is here. Hi, guys, what happ… eyy why is she here?” his eyes popped out after realizing there was something wrong happened.

“Kikwang-ahh, just watching it will do.” Yoseob gripped Kikwang’s wrist, “this.” He gave him his tablet. “They go public already.”

“Hee… WHAT?” Kikwang took the tablet, and sighed after watching it, “wow the press con was no joke.” He looked at Dujun. “Are you out of your mind?”

Dujun shook his head. “No.” he answered. I kept my mouth shut.

“I don’t know he will do this crazy stuff.” Hyunseung now appeared in the door, “I can’t even enter the cafe, you know. And I miss the live press con. Aish.” He sat in the couch beside Kikwang.

“He’s out of his mind.” Yoseob said, “I thought you just want to earn money as much as you can. But, now love has changed you, bro.” he giggled.

“How is the CEO reaction?” finally Dujun opened his lips.

“He just stays silent. He looks okay with it. But, I do not know what happened after this.” Dongwoon said. “Just remember what happened back then when Junhyung hyung and Hara went public.”

“Chaos.” Junhyung whispered.

I looked at him. He patted my back. “I hope it won’t happen now.” I smiled which right after that I saw my dad in the door. I stood up right away.

“Ap…paaa….”

“Hyaaa Miinah-ahh, you crazy girl, go home now!” Appa gripped my wrist and dragged me out followed by his bodyguards. Dujun tried to hold me. I saw his face, I held my tears, whispered to him “I am sorry….” The five other boys froze.

The bodyguards held on Dujun who was going crazy, shouted my name and crying in the corridor. I saw his face. I couldn’t take my wrist from my dad’s grip. “Appa, jebaal…” I cried, begged him.

“You silly girl, you almost gave me heart attack.” He glared at me angrily, “I thought you are still in LA. What are you doing here? Meet with him again?”

“I love him…” I sobbed. “I love him, appa….” I fell to the floor as my heels got slip. “I love him… I love him…” I continued sobbing.

“Wake up!” Appa forced me to stand up, and dragged me to the entrance door. The two bodyguards held my arms so I couldn’t move anywhere. I still could turn my head, seeing Dujun trying hard to be free from the other bodyguards.

In the café, I could see some reporters who were still waiting for us got frozen seeing this drama. The crowd puzzled. Beauty-s eyed me and my dad then to the bodyguards… then Dujun and the boys. All of them suddenly got so silent. I could hear Dujun kept calling my name while the other boys said “Hyung, stop it” or “Dujunie, calm down” or “Sehun hyung, help us here”.

I felt so embarrassed and sad. My tears wet my cheeks. I couldn’t stop it.

“Unnie…” there was a girl held my arm when Appa dragged me out, “himnae…” she continued, “and I’ll support both of you.” I looked at her face. I couldn’t help myself but crying.

“Thank… you…” I tried to open my mouth.

Some girls whom I happened to walk in front of them chatted to each other, “What happen here?” the other answered, “I don’t know.” And the other one uttered, “Dujun oppa looks so sad. Let’s support them.” Then they called my name, “Miinah… unnie… we’ll take care of oppa…” I looked at them, “don’t worry.”

I nodded.

I cried more.

“Appa… jebal…” I whispered.

Appa didn’t even care. He just dragged me into the car. Beauty-s followed our car, as they stopped complaining about our relationship but started to put sympathy on me. I felt bad even more.

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“What are you doing actually huh, tal?” Appa pushed me to the couch.

“I’m dying, appa…” I whispered. My tears kept falling.

“…” Appa just stared at me. “I’m not talking about that stuff.” He said while inhaled.

“I love him.” I said.

He sighed. “How could you do this to me…? You said a year ago that you have broken up with him.” He uttered, “He is just an idol!” he yelped. “Back to LA tomorrow!”

“I don’t want to…,” I tried to hold my tear, “I am dying… appa… dying….”

“You are not!” he coldly walked to the door, “your stuffs gonna be packed by the maid.”

“APPA!” I screamed. “THE EXHIBITION!”

“Canceled it.” He said.

“Appa… I can’t… I don’t have time….” I begged.

“You still have much time.” He said without even turning his head to look at me.

“Appa…” I couldn’t talk… and the world turned dark. The last thing I could hear was “Tal… tal…, wake up, tal!”

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(to be cont)

WHAT IS REALLY HAPPENING?

[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 16

“Hahaha… we were crazy back then, Dujunahh.” I patted his right hand. I sat with my legs straight under the table, on the carpet, in the living room. Dujun was lying there while put his head on my lap. My laptop was on, on the table in front of us. “People kept taking picture of us.” I sighed. “Why you didn’t stop me?” I started to nag. “How about it will create a huge scandal of us?” I asked, looked at his eyes. He looked back at me while chuckled. His hand reached my bang, and ruffled it.

“Let it be.” He said. My eyes widened.

“Are you serious?” I toyed his bang. “I think those photos are already uploaded online.” I sighed, tried to surf the internet, and hoped not to find out our hugging photos in the market.

“Of course they have uploaded it online.” He said. “There were bunch of girls screamed in the market back then when you hugged me.” He laughed.

“Ahh, I was crazy… crazy… mietcheo…” I hit my own head. Dujun stopped it by holding my hand. “Sorry? Ehm…” I pecked his cheek. He cupped my cheeks and made it closer to his face… and slightly kissed my lips, a peck. I blushed. My cheeks got red.

“Hahaha… you are blushing now.” He laughed, and let my face go. He stared back at his tablet. “And now you keep staring at me that it may create a hole in my handsome face…” He chuckled. I turned my face fast to the laptop.

“Who keeps staring at you?” I yelled, “Over confident, huh!”

“I missed your nagging.” He suddenly said, while his head moved a little on my lap, he put his tablet on the carpet, and his both hands moved to my waist. Like a little boy, he shut his eyes and shook his head in to my stomach, lingered his hands on my waist, and gripped it while rolled his body. I stroked his hair.  I heard him sobbing. His shoulders were up and down on my lap. “I don’t care with any kind of scandals about us. I just want to tell the world that I love you, I want you, and I need you. I want all of them know it.” He said. Without realizing it, I could feel what he felt right now, I shed tears.

“Ssst…,” I whispered to him, caressed his cheek. My shirt got wet because of his tears. I couldn’t help but crying too. I kissed his cheek. “Let’s face it together, dear.” I said to his ear. He hugged my waist tightly. Both of us were sobbing and moaning.

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“Yes, hyung, araseo.” Dujun talked through the phone with his manager. I kept staring at my pc monitor. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. Our photos were just everywhere in the online search. And the search engine was filled with ‘Dujun’, ‘hug’, ‘girlfriend’, and ‘market’.  

“It’s everywhere…” I murmured. Dujun walked toward me. He sat beside me.

“Let’s face it together.” He gripped my wrist made me stand up from my seat.

“What will you do, Dujun-ahh?” I didn’t know what really happened, I wiped my tears, and just followed him to the door. He remained silent and just led me in the front.

Now, I would follow him to the end. I trust him. I would let him lead me.

If this were what people called as love, I believed by trusting him, I could face everything together with him. 

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(to be cont)

WHAT WILL DUJUN DO?

[FANFIC] "I DON'T KNOW LOVE" part 15

I took a sip of my coffee. I saw his face looking at me while smiling so bright. It seemed he had pulled all of his soul. He held my hand, touched my palm gently, I tinkled for awhile. I giggled at myself, how I could give up easily accepting his love again.

“Why?” he asked. “Do you really happy be by my side again?” he smirked.

“What?” I acted angry, “not really.” I continued.

“Oh really? After what we did this morning?” He stared at me, in a funny way.

“What we did this morning… well, actually what we had done this morning?” I smirked, and gulped down my coffee. “I don’t think we really make out.” I said made him cough.

“What are you girl… ah babooo, so you want more tonight?” he said while feed me the cheese cake. “I willingly do it.” He laughed.

“Hyaaaaa….!” I patted his hand, “by the way how did you come to my place? You haven’t told me.” Yeah, I needed to know how he could come to my place when I’m fully hangover.

“Junhyung told me.” He said, “He met me in the place we used to hang out together.”

“Club.” I said, cut his words.

“Ehm… kind of… yes..,” he said, nervous, “it was because I saw you with him…”

“In front of the lift,” I cut his words again.

“Yes.” He sighed, “I got so frustrated. I took my car, and I went to the club.”

I nodded. “Araseo.” I said, “Did you know… I cried… right after the lift door closed?” I asked.

“Ehm.” He nodded. “Junhyung told me everything.”

“How come he told you everything? I thought he confessed to me last night…” that was what I could recall before I got so drunk. “He said, he liked me… then… what happened… ehmm…” I thought so hard but I just couldn’t remember.

“You rejected him.” Dujun said while sipping his coffee. “You said, ‘you can’t date any guy in this world’ then you drank bottles of soju. Junhyung couldn’t stop you though he tried so hard.”

I blushed, that was so embarrassing story. “Did I really do that?” I asked. Dujun nodded right away. “What happened next?” I felt so curious.

“You started talk about me, how you miss me, how you want to spend the rest of your life with me… you were sobbing and moaning.” He took a breath. “Junhyung was being a listener last night.” He laughed. “You did really drink a lot last night, huh?”

My cheeks blushed. “I don’t remember.” I answered him. “Ehm… so I said such things.”

“Yeah, you said those things. When finally you collapsed, Junhyung texted me, and met me.” He held his breath, “at first I wanted to punch him, but his face was as desperate as me, then I decided to listen what he wanted to explain.”

“Ehm?”

“Before I couldn’t think the right or wrong, I had been on my car, and went to your place. Luckily you haven’t changed the door password.” He smiled, “Which is my birthday date.” Dujun giggled.

“Lucky you then.”

“Junhyung also told me that… you also told him when you drunk…” he paused his sentence, “that you can’t date any guy because you have hemophilia.”

I coughed. I tried to clean my mouth, but it failed because my hands trembled, and my body tensed up. “I…,” I looked at Dujun’s face that suddenly got so serious, “So this is what you mean… you have known everything?”

“Yes.” He kissed my palm, “it happened Junhyung knew it first, but it’s not a matter for me.”

“What should I do Dujun-ahh… if I leave you… first.” I got teary. “I have moved to LA this past year to avoid meeting you. It’s because I do not want to hurt you. But, now why we must reunite again?” I shed tears.

“Uljima.” He said. “You are still Miinah that I will always love and cherish.”

“But I won’t live longer than…,”

“I don’t want to hear.” He stopped my lips saying that terrible thing by feeding me a spoonful cheese cake. “After you finished the cake, let’s sightseeing the market!” He smiled. I nodded. His thumbs crushed my cheeks, and wiped my tears away.

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“So… the reason you always can’t stop the blood when you get cut…,” Dujun talked to me as we walking around the market, “because of your disease.” I nodded.

“I can’t tell you. No. I do not want.” I said. “That’s why I can’t get injured because it may cause the blood bleeding and it will always hard to stop.” I sighed.

“But, I always see you bleeding. And I just don’t want you get cut or injured. I don’t know you have hemophilia. Babo me.” He stared at me, lingered his right hand to my shoulder tighter. “I am sorry.” He whispered. I shook my head. I tightened my hug to him.

“No. You are not at fault.” I said, “You think I can date you when you know that I’m sick… besides, we need to handle the news of our relationship…?”

“Miinah-ahh, whatever happened after this, do not leave me, araseo?” Dujun held my left hand, I could feel his fingers on mine. I nodded. “I won’t.” I whispered. “I will leave when God have called me.”

“Sssst…” Dujun didn’t look at me, he just whispered, and led me in the crowd. I could see his back… his shoulders… which were up and down. I knew he tried hard to not cry right now. I hugged his back. I didn’t care if we were actually in the middle of crowded market.

“I love you.” I whispered to his back.

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 (to be cont)