Dinner lah. Date [3/3]
Out of instinct, I immediately pushed him away and ran out of the booth.
Aigooo~ my poor lips ):
“WAIT DAWUN. DAWUN! DON’T RUN AWAY, I HAVE A BOOKING AT 6!” I heard that jerk’s voice yelling from behind me.
So I started running even faster.
AISH! That girl, I purposely tell her to stop, so she goes faster. Aiyaa ...
What she doesn’t know though, is that I not only excel in academics, but running.
I’M GONNA GET YA HELLO KITTY.
HE’S GETTING CLOSER. OMO.
Suddenly this familiar lady passed me, and began whacking Jonghyun with a newspaper.
Wtheck...OH! THAT’S THE COUNTER LADY FROM JEANSWEST!
“DON’T.MESS.WITH.THE.YOUNG.LADY.STAY.AWAY.YOU.STALKER!!!!” She shouted, whacking him after every word.
Oh boy, how I love her.
This lady kept on hitting me with a newspaper roll. AND IT HURT... BAD!
“AJUMMA. PLEASE. STOP. I’M. NOT. HURTING.HER. GAHHHH. DAWUN. SAVE MEE!”
“Unnie, I think that’s enough,” Hello Kitty said, FINALLY!
“If I EVER see you causing her distress again, I WON’T LET YOU OFF EASY AGAIN!” the lady gave me a menacing glare, before walking off.
“Er...thanks, Hello Kitty.” I said awkwardly.
“Don’t call me that,” she replied shortly.
“Why’d you save me, huh? Fallen for me already? ;D”
“Ew. Just because I’m determined when it comes to my marks doesn’t mean I’m an evil person, ok?”
Maybe Hello Kitty is a nice person inside. Huhhh.
I can’t believe I saved Jonghyun. Urghh. ><’
He started looking at me up and down.
“Yah! What are you doing?” I asked him questioningly.
“Why are you wearing that? Don’t you girls dress up at all for dates?”
“Because I wouldn’t dress up for you, stupid”
“You have to. I made a booking at a really fancy restaurant. Come on, WE NEED TO SHOP FOR A DRESS FOR YOU TO WEAR!”
And at a sudden WHOOOOSH I was dragged off to who knows where.
I walked through the mall aimlessly. I’m just going to be outright about it. I had a fight with Miyoung.
When I’m with her, it’s always “Yoojeung this!” and “Yoojeung that!” and “OMO! HOW HOT IS KEY OPPA TODAY?” I’m sick of it.
I’m not her minion who just smirks along with her. To be honest, I have nothing against DaWun and feel bad whenever
we Miyoung does something to her. Just because Key obviously likes DaWun better, and I can understand why!
“DON’T.MESS.WITH.THE.YOUNG.LADY.STAY.AWAY.YOU.STALKER!!!!” I heard shouting ahead and noticed a lady hitting a man with a roll of newspaper…
IS THAT JONGHYUN???
I quickly hid in a nearby photo booth so that he wouldn’t see me. I wonder what happened…
Hmm…I noticed that the last people who had used this photo booth hadn’t collected their photos yet…
I picked up the film and looked at the pictures, my eyes widening as I looked at them, especially at the last shot taken.
I THOUGHT DAWUN LIKED KEY?!
I took the photos and put them in my pocket. If I showed these to Miyoung, surely she will stop picking on DaWun!
I opened my phone and dialled her number.
“It’s me, Yoojeung.”
“What do you want now?!” I winced as she snapped at me.
“I have something to show you.”
“Why should I care?”
“Because…it has something to do with DaWun.” At the mention of DaWun her tone of voice changed.
“I’ll be at your place in 30 minutes.” She said before hanging up.
“So…what’s your taste?” Jonghyun asked me, rifling through a rack of clothes.
“Hmm…Italian food is nice, OH so is Chinese! Indian is a bit….yeah… so I’d have to say either Italian or Chinese.” He turned and looked at me like I was some kind of alien.
“I meant dress taste, pabo.” He said bluntly smirking.
“Oh,” I blushed and my mouth made an “o” shape.
- 3 and a half hours later –
we’ve he’s been trying to find a dress for me for the past couple hours and he still hasn’t been satisfied. I don’t understand why he’s so fussy!
I got out of the change room for the billionth time today, praying that he would be alright with this dress.
“Try the next one,” he just replied lamely.
“OMGSH WHY ARE YOU SO PICKY?! I DON’T EVEN CARE ABOUT WHAT I WEAR ZOMG” ==’
After another 10 minutes, I came out with the 28thdress from that shop. Please let this be it. I just want to eat, and then go home and study.
So…That’s how I ended up wearing a black strapless dress. Something that I would not wear. EVER. But seeing as it was the only thing that pleased Jonghyun, I had no choice…and besides, I was getting hungry.
“FINALLY! CAN WE EAT NOW?!” I exclaimed in frustration.
“Why the rush? There’s plenty of ti-oh wow. Where’d the time go? LET’S GO!!!!” he said, marching off.
“DUDE YOU NEED TO PAY FOR THE DRESS!” I yelled at his leaving figure.
“It’s your dress, not mine,” he called back
*Sigh.* Stupid jerk. How much is this anyway? HOLY CRAP… $246?!
Oh wait. What’s this? HA! He left his wallet behind. Silly, silly, Mr Kim Jonghyun.
After paying for the dress, I wore it out of the shop and started running after Jonghyun.
I jumped inside his car as he started the engine and off we drove to this restaurant.
“Oh, by the way, since the dress was too expensive, I used your credit card. Hope you don’t mind!” I said, with a fake smile on my face.
“Oh yeah, that’s coo-WAIT WHAT. HOW’D YOU GET MY CARD? AND HOW MUCH AS IT?!”
“Pabo Jonghyun, you left your wallet there. Oh, and it was $246. Haha, your fault for choosing this dress.”
WHY DID I CHOOSE THAT DRESS? Q.Q
That’s 246 bucks blown on some dress for a girl I don’t even like!
SHE BETTER FALL FOR ME.
OR SOMEBODY’S GOING TO BE VERY PISSED.
“Haha, it’s okay baby, let’s go eat now.” I said, forcing a smile.
*At the expensive restaurant.*
“Hello sir, can I please take your order.”
“Err…yes, I’ll have the lobster bisque thank you” I replied to the waiter.
“And you miss?”
“I’ll have the largest steak you have.” She said, a smile playing on her lips.
WTF? WHAT AM I, AN ATM? SHE KNOWS HOW MUCH THE STEAK’S GOING TO COST BUT SHE STILL ORDERED IT.
First the dress, now this?
AISH. My head hurts, not to mention my wallet.
“Excuse me, I need to go pee.” I said, excusing myself from the table. DaWun looked up at me, uninterested.
“Hello? Waiter?” I tapped the waiter on the shoulder.
“May I help you sir?”
“Yes…I would like to change my order please.”
“What would you like to change it to?”
“The cheapest thing you got.” He looked at me and raised an eyebrow.
“Rice it is then. Anything else?”
“Nope, thank you.”
When our orders arrived, DaWun looked at me as if I was some crazy person.
“Well that’s all I could afford after you emptied my wallet.” For a second, just a brief second, I thought I saw remorse in her eyes!
“Well…I guess I could share my steak.” I didn’t see that coming.
“BWOH?!O:O:” DaWun cut off a bit of steak and shoved it into my mouth, which was open from surprise. People around us “aww-ed”.
“Now chew.” I followed her instructions and swallowed the piece of meat in my mouth.
DOES THAT MEAN SHE LIKES ME AFTER ALL?
Seeing Jonghyun’s face after I fed him was SO FUNNY. BAHAHAHAHAAHAHA.
But I admit, he was kind of cute…in a dorky way.
Stupid guy, he actually ordered boiled rice. Boiled rice. At a restaurant.
I really felt sorry for him, so I kept feeding him until most of my steak was gone. I KNOW I KNOW. IT WAS SO UNLIKE ME. But there just was something about Jonghyun, and his open mouth that made me want to stuff him with food until he explodes.
After all, he did technically pay for my dress. And the food… And the ice cream.
After our so called meal, I still wasn’t quite full, nor was Jonghyun.
“Well that was such a rip off.” I heard Jonghyun mumble.
“The rice cost 10 dollars!” I burst out laughing and he made a face at me.
We exited the *rip off* restaurant and walked down onto the street and started heading to where Jonghyun’s car was parked.
“Here.” Jonghyun said, draping his jacket over my shoulders. I rolled my eyes. What was this? Some type of cheesy fanfic? (*coughcough*)
“No thank you. I’m not cold.” And I wasn’t.
“Aish! Just wear it okay!!!” I rolled my eyes again and kept the jacket on. I looked at Jonghyun. Turns out that under his jacket his was only wearing a white polo. HMPH. AND HE SAID I NEEDED TO DRESS UP. The shirt was tight and hugged his figure. I blushed, and looked away. He was fit, OKAY?!
We continued walking until we passed a convenience stall, I dragged Jonghyun in, hoping he would get us some (more) food since I were still hungry.
“Welcome!” An old lady greeted us from the counter, “today is couples day, if you both eat a pepero, I’ll give you a box for free!”
Jonghyun perked up at the mention of free. PSH. How Asian can he get?
“Tell me more…” He said.
“If you and that lovely young lady eat a pepero together, I’ll give you a box.” She smiled, wrinkles showing on her face.
Jonghyun looked at me.
OH. NO. NAH-UH. I WILL GAUGE MY EYES OUT WITH BARBIE DOLLS BEFORE THE DAY I SHARE A PEPERO WITH THIS MAN.
I shook my head.
“Please?!” He pouted, and did an aegyo face.
We ended out going out with 3 pepero boxes….
All fully paid >:D
“You know you could’ve just shared a pepero with me, it’s no big deal.” Jonghyun muttered. I ate a stick of chocolaty goodness. “Nope. The day I share a pepero with you, is the day it rains tomato sauce.” He glared at me. I stuck a pepero in his mouth.
In the car, he didn’t speak to me.
“Bye Jonghyun, thanks for the date or whatever you call it.” I slammed the door shut. No reply.
Fine then. Don’t reply.
It’s not like I cared if he replied or anything.
I closed the door as quietly as I could, careful not to wake anyone.
FINALLY. IT’S OVER.
NOW I CAN HAPPILY STUDY IN PEACE.
Reading my trig book, I found my mind wandering off and thinking about Jonghyun and our (accidental) kiss.
SNAP OUT OF IT, LEE DAWUN.
Rubbing my eyes, I looked at the clock. It was 12: 35
Woaaah. It’s late, that must be it.
Time really flies when you’re studying.
I closed my desk light and crawled into bed, closing my eyes.
I will make you share a pepero with me.
Just you wait and see.
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