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I’ll cover up your deep scars and make you laugh...
And make you mine...

(Be Mine - Infinite)

"How are you even awake earlier than me?"

Byul jumped, squealed and almost hit herself in the counter after hearing the groggy morning voice of her husband. She tried to turn around to face him but felt something holding her and only realized that the reason why she hadn't hit herself in the counter was because Kyujong held her by the waist.

"What were you doing?" He asked again this time hugging her from the back and leaning his head on hers.

"I-I... Uhm... I'm trying to g-get the bowls." She answered trying hard not to show her being flustered.

"Okay." Kyujong said and let her go, making her move aside and grabbing the bowls himself. "Wait. Why do you need them?"

"For breakfast?" She answered and the still sleepy man nodded. "Wait. You cooked?"

"Eoh. I-I was feeling bored then hungry and noone was awake yet so..." She nodded then took the bowls and started pouring the soup in them. "C-can you go see if Mr. Kim-"

"Dad." Kyujong said correcting her.

"E-eoh. C-can you go check if d-dad is awake. Also wash up then come back for breakfast." She said feeling a little awkward calling the older Kim that title now that the alcohol was barely in her system. And he chuckled seeing her act that way. "Okay. Be back in a bit."

Later at breakfast, to help Byul ease up with her awkwardness, Kim Sungkyu engaged her in a conversation and tried to get to know more as well. They'd just started cleaning up when they received a knock on the door with Kalea appearing before Byul could open it. As it turns out, the girl has a key to the house given to her by Sungkyu in cases of emergency.

"How are you even up this early? Even Nani tends to wake up in the afternoon after having that much to drink." Kalea said making both gentlemen laugh and Byul feel embarassed. "Oh, wow. I know she's older than me but she's really cute being all awkward."

"I know right?" Kyujong agreed while Byul grabbed the bag of clothes Kalea brought her and ran off to their room not wanting to hear anymore teasing.

After getting away from them, Byul headed straight to the bathroom and took a much needed cold shower to help with the rest of the hangover. She had just put on the shorts and looked for the shirt in the bag only to find one of the types of shirts she didn't have any liking to - a crop top. Thankfully, she had Kyujong's shirt, the one she took from his closet to wear after waking up still in the dress. Taking that, she wore it and tucked in the front. Folding the old clothes and packing them in the paper bag, Byul was separating the tank top in a small ziplock bag when she heard the knock on the door.

"Byulyi-ah, I don't want to rush you but are you done yet?" Though a little muffled, she understood what he said.

She was already dressed so she just went ahead and opened the door. "I just need to dry my hair. Why?" She asked after seeing the slight irritation in his face.

"We need to go. Can you finish in ten minutes?" He asked and she gave him a questioning look. "It's just... Something happened and we really need to go. I'll tell you on the way to the hotel."

"Okay." She said not botherign to ask anymore questions and he just leaned down and gave her a peck before leaving her to finish.

Ah... Okay... She was flustered but did what she had to do finish up with her hair and everything else.

Minutes later, they stood by the door saying her goodbyes to her father-in-law and Kalea and also thanking them for their hospitality. 

"You have my number if ever you need any help, understand?" Sungkyu said giving her one last hug before Kyujong had her in the car.

Kyujong definitely felt bad that he had to rush Byul even when saying goodbye but time was crucial, especially after finding out that they had only five to four hours to get out of the island. He himself had to rush in explaining to his father why they had to leave and even felt more guilty seeing the sad look on his father's face after. He knew the old man understood but they had to get away. But what was the reason why he and Byul had to leave?

Well, how about go back to more than half an hour ago...

After putting the dishes in the dishwasher, Kyujong walked into the room and heard Byul taking a shower and instead of waiting for her to be done, he took some of his clothes and decided to use the shower in his dad's room. He was about to walk out when he remembered that his phone needed to be charged so before he went to take a shower, he plugged his phone and left it to charge. Fifteen minutes later, refreshed and in a new set of clothing, Kyujong went back to the room, sat on the bed and checked his phone.

He had a couple of missed calls and they were mostly from his manager so he checked the messages and the very first one had EMERGENCY written as the title. Opening it, he saw the picture of  a familiar someone in the airport with a luggage in hand. He grew curious so he scrolled down and it said that his ex found out where he was and has boarded a flight. His mind went through a whirlpool of questions and rage.

Calming himself, he checked what time his manager sent the message and it was atleast three hours ago. He dialed his manager's number and immediately got picked up.

"Yah! Why didn't you pick up?! Did you read my message? You know she's on the way right?" The man rattled.

"Hyung, my phoned died and just charged it. I read the message and by now, she should've cleared half the distance." Kyujong answered. "Do you need me to arrange a plane ticket for you somewhere? I'll have it ready for you to pick up within the next hour."

"That would be great but I have other plans. Besides, I think she might've found out where I am from someone in the company." He answered. Jo Ara never had an inkling of information regarding the location of their supposed honeymoon because he wanted it to be a surprise. So, for her to find out where he was, it had to have come from someone in the company who was informed of the honeymoon location.

"What? You mean..." Kyujong sighed. "I'll handle myself for now. And hyung, it's not that I don't trust you, I just want to be able to lose that woman from my tracks. Also, there's kind of..." He trailed off unable to describe his situation and status at the moment.

"Kind of???"

"A big - and I mean huge change happened just recently that I have to discuss with the company but I can't talk about it on the phone. Anyway, I have to go now. I'll contact you when I can." He hanged up without waiting for his manager's answer.

That's when he went to have Byul rush on drying her hair and while she did that, he went ahead and explained to his dad that they needed to leave immediately.

"Eh?" Byul didn't know how to react to what he had just told her. He can't blame her though. 

"I'm sorry. It didn't come to my mind that I've involved you in another situation." Kyujong sighed closing his eyes and robbing his temple.

Seeing him like this, Byul snapped out of her trance and realized that she too had forgotten about Kyujong's situation. With him focused in getting her out of a dangerous entanglement, the both of them got too distracted that he had forgotten his reasons why he was there in the first place and that she had forgotten to ask him how she could help him in return.

Well... I can't really outright go and ask him how I can help him right? Or maybe I can? She thought to herself seeing how stressed he has become. It's still midway noon and he looked like someone who just came home from working overtime in the office. You can't really do anything but try and comfort him right?

So. Quietly, Byul slipped her hands on his and tangled them together like he did when she felt anxious and said, "You didn't do anything wrong. I don't know how but I will help you get out of your situation."  She watched as his eyes opened and his lips curled into a smile, and she couldn't help but feel like melting for some reason. She felt her face growing hot so she looked away not wanting him to see. "Y-you helped me a lot s-so I-I... I-I just thought it's only fair I do the same."

Kyujong chuckled ruffling her hair. Byul noticed it becoming a habit but a habit she was growing to like.

On their way back to the hotel, Kyujong asked the driver to stop by the mall since they needed to pick up a luggage among other things for Byul since she lost everything upon arrival. They made a quick stop at a couple of shops and Byul only made sure to buy what she needed even though Kyujong told her to buy a couple extra. But since she didn't bring her wallet, she didn't want to be anymore of a burden to him than she already is.

When they arrived at the hotel, Byul knew Kyujong had to talk to the manager and so she volunteered to deal with his luggages while he does so. It took her less than twenty minutes to grab everything she had packing it all up and as she got started with Kyujong's, he came right on time helping her pack everything while he told her that the manager agreed to transfer his account to a different branch because he is good friends with one of the major holders.

Passing signboards of the airport, Byul asked him if they were heading to a different island or to a different country and Kyujong said the latter. Good thing for her and thanks to the urging of one of her friends, she had her visa prepared for an international travel just in case. She didn't ask him where they were going since she saw the name of their destination after Kyujong paid for the tickets.

"Eoh. What time is our flight again?" Byul asked noticing something from the announcement board.

"Thirty minutes from now. Why?" She pointed at the sign board and he saw the arrival time for the next two flights from Seoul. "Let's go."

Kyujong nodded as they went to board the plane.

During their flight, the two started talking and as they delved into various topics about one another, Byul started feeling more at ease and got to trust more and more of him as they made exchanges about themselves. After their meal, Byul started yawning that Kyujong lend her his shoulder telling her to get some rest - he fell asleep a little while later.

"Eoh? Wow. Is that the sunrise?" Byul asked looking completely baffled at the change of time zone.

"Yeah. It's half past six in the morning and I guess the sun has just started to rise." Kyujong answered. "We still have half an hour drive for the resort, want to sleep some more?"

Byul shook her head no watching the sunrise. "I want to tire myself out. I still haven't recovered from the flight to Hawaii and with this one, I really need to keep a good grip on which is day and which is night."

"Good point." Kyujong said wrapping his arms around his shoulder.

He's really getting cozy, this one.

"Then I guess we have a whole day of exploring this place then." She turned and saw his grin. "Okay. But you're not spending anymore on me. We're going dutch on this one."

That grin was immediately replaced with the iest pout she's ever seen. Swallowing hard, she quickly turned away again.

"You know," Kyujong started scooting closer to her and leaning his chin on her shoulder. "Most girls would usually like it if their men spent money for them." He heard her snort and pretty sure she even rolled her eyes to go with it.

"Well those girls don't know anything about working hard to rightfully earn what they're given." She said it matter-of-factly and he can't say he didn't agree. "And you should know by now, I'm not that kind of girl. it just so happened that I have someone who's very careless about how he spends his money."

"Hey." He complained and she just shrugged. "Fine. Dutch it is."

It was Byul's turn to grin. "Awe~. Is pretty boy sulking?" She unknowingly.

"No, I'm not." She scoffed at his over defensiveness. "Yah."

"What? I didn't say anything." She said mocking his tone. "Okay. That's it."

He started tickling he slipped his right arm behind her back and wrapped it all the way to her left side and with his left on her right, locking both her arms in place and started tickling her. She squeaked and squirmed until she was giggling nonstop and eventually pleaded for him to stop which he did for a few seconds for her to get some breath and do it again. The time where they finally stopped was when they heard the cabbie clear his throat and told them they've arrived.

Once they got out of the car, Byul kept her distance and would squeak when Kyujong playfully take a leap to her side.

*N: false alarm! whooop! yeah baby!

So turns out, went to get myself checked by my pediatrician (yes, the doctor i always went to since i was a child) and diagnosed me with a muscle sprain - which by the way is no ordinary sprain because this lasted like more than a week before i was finally stupid enough to admit that i need to get myself checked.

short version: i was being stupid. self-diagnosed. went to the doctor. prescripted some medicine. and now somewhat okay [don't be like me!]

hope you liked this chapter!

also, could you guys give me some suggestions regarding the next up coming titles from; t,h,a,s,t,r,a,n,g,e? 

Please and thank you :D <3