Baekhyun fell asleep on his way to Japan, he was going to meet Jieun. Baekhyun had found out that Taeyeon cheated on him, he was all messed up when he knew that the one he loved betrayed him. Baekhyun broke their relationship, he divorced her. Taeyeon could only cry and regret but she couldn’t do anything because it was all her fault after all. He wanted to start a new life and wanted to meet Jieun because that woman was his healing no matter what. Jieun was like a big oak tree that remained the same despite the big storm that had hit her. He couldn’t help but smile when he thought of her, not far from his seat, he saw a little girl read Jieun’s book, his smile crept out even wider. Jieun had achieved her dream, being a popular writer. Baekhyun looked like a mess; he combed his hair first before walked out to meet Jieun at the station. There was her, standing in the middle of the crowd with A4 paper “Baekhyun-kun” to pick him up. Jieun gave him a silly smile and he couldn’t help but smile widely. She never changed.

“Funny?”

“Very funny. Well, look at you. You even look like a writer, a writer in Japan. There’s a word for this, isn’t it there?” He reached for her hair and fixed it.

“Uh, butch.” She sarcastically nodded.

“I was gonna say gamine.”

“How do you look like?”

“Me? A screwed-up divorce.”

“So, my apartment’s not far. Shall we? How long are you staying for?”

“I suppose it’s up to you, really. It’s just…”

“Baek..”

“Look, I just wanted to say something which I couldn’t really do over the phone. Well, ever since we were last together in Seoul..”

“Baekhyun, before you say anything else, I have to…. There’s something I have to tell you.”

Baekhyun had been thinking about this before he finally made a decision to come and meet Jieun in Japan. He thought that it was going smoothly and Jieun would gladly say yes with her wide arms welcomed him, but it suddenly crushed up. Jieun was aware when Baekhyun wanted to say something with that kind of expression. Before Baekhyun could confess any further, she had cut it off and said that she had met someone. Baekhyun surprised and kept asking her with his silly questions that only offended her; yeah Baekhyun had always been selfish. He was jealous; he just realized that he loved her.

“You’ve met someone?”

“Is that really so hard to believe?”

“A man?”

“Yes, a man. A guy.”

“A guy! He’s a guy now, is he? I see.”

“He is called Haruma, Miura Haruma.”

“What, he’s Japanese.”

“Yes. He’s handsome. He’s charming. He’s just very, very Japanese.”

“What? You mean rude?”

“No.”

“Arrogant? Smokes too much, wears a string of onions.”

“Why are you being like this?”

“Oh God, you mean y? Is that what you mean? You’re having lots of .”

“Since when do I need to ask your permission? God knows you never ask mine.”

“But we just slept together.”

“I haven’t forgotten.”

They kept arguing until they reached Jieun’s apartment, the atmosphere was rather awkward since they had been split for quite a while. Jieun tried to break the ice between them and poured a glass of wine for both of them. She swore that Baekhyun looked like a total mess with all of those burdens on his shoulders.

“I think that you were upset about Taeyeon and the divorce, and you needed a shoulder to cry on or sleep with. And that’s what I was, a shoulder to sleep with.”

“And that’s why you did it, was it? To cheer me up.”

“Well, it worked, didn’t it?”

There was a long paused between them before Jieun finally spoke.

“If you must know, it was one of the better nights of my life.”

“See?”

“Don’t fish. Baek, it was one time.”

“Well, it was three times. Come on, you don’t think it’s a good idea? You and me?”

“I do. I did. In the late ‘80’s.”

Less than any minutes, they would meet Haruma. Jieun wanted to introduce both of them and Haruma was actually wanted to meet Baekhyun in person. He had heard about him from Jieun a lot. Haruma was a really nice man with warm personality, unlike the playful Baekhyun, he was more likely to be the modest guy alive, Jieun thought. They walked silently, threw some awkward smiles to each other until they finally could see Haruma, sitting outside the café with a book in his hands. Jieun couldn’t help but smile, while on the other hand, Baekhyun tried to act cool rather cocky too to cover up his feelings.

“Oh, God. You could have at least found someone a bit good-looking. You know, Ji. I’m sure he’s a fine photographer. I just don’t think, I can do this.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah, I’ll just go and see a movie and go back to the apartment. And then I think I’m going to get the first flight back tomorrow.”

“You don’t have to leave.”

“I think I do.”

“I’m sorry, Baek.”

“Hey, don’t be. Go on.”

Baekhyun’s heart cracked into pieces, yet he managed to give Jieun a reassure smile. Jieun filled with guilt but she needed to meet Haruma, they bid goodbye. Jieun’s looks so vague for Baekhyun, he couldn’t even take his eyes off from her. Haruma gave her a big hug and he could see her smile, Baekhyun held his tears and swallowed his own stupidity for wasting Jieun for such a long time. He swung his legs away, wandering Tokyo alone to clear his mind. The weather was quite good and luckily there weren’t much people around. On the other hand, Jieun’s mind floated somewhere, her body was with Haruma but her soul flew to Baekhyun. She laughed when Haruma told her jokes then she would suddenly zone out, Haruma noticed it.

“Why? Is it about Baekhyun?”

“Nope, nothing.”

“Ji, I know. It’s alright, just go. Some people said that love is actually like a book, we type our story every day for almost a year and you know, your eyes always sparkle whenever you tell me about Baekhyun. So, I guess..our story should stop here Ji. I sound like the one who dumped you,” he chuckled, “I know you only love him. It’s just me who loves you that much. Go before it’s too late.”

“Haruma, I’m sorry.”

“No, don’t be.”

Haruma rose from his seat then reached for Jieun’s tiny body; he pulled her into his warm embrace. Jieun felt like she was the meanest girl in the world but she couldn’t lie to herself that she actually still love Baekhyun that much. She then ran to chase him; she scanned the road rather anxious. Jieun could catch a glimpse of Baekhyun, she kept running before finally could reach him.

“Wait! Baek!”

She was panting while looking straight to Baekhyun surprised-eyes. Her feelings for him never changed, it was always been this whole for him. She then spoke.

“I thought I got rid of you.”

Jieun leant closer to kiss Baekhyun, their kiss was gloomy yet overwhelming. After all this time that they went through, these two damaged souls had united into one. Blending to each other, thus their bursting emotions collided, they were sobbing in the middle of their kiss.

“If you muck me about, Baek..”

“Ji, I swear. I swear I won’t.”

“Lead me on, or let me down, or go behind my back, I will murder you.”

“I won’t do that.”

“You swear?”

“Yeah, I swear. I swear.”

They leant to each other once again; Baekhyun cupped Jieun’s face, examined her beautiful face before pulled her into his embrace, securely. He hugged her tightly as she buried her face in the crook of his neck. They had found their last puzzle and completed each other. An old park in Tokyo had witnessed their affections; Baekhyun kissed Jieun again, fully on the lips. She giggled before kissed him back, this was their first kiss to start everything over, to heal each other and revive their pain, to be together.