Chapter 21

It’s the day.

It’s the day where my relationship with Lu Han will be exposed.

I feel my insides turning, twisting and jumping in every way possible. Not in a bad way, though. I’m happy. I like this feeling. Lu Han has says nothing but compliments to me. As cliché as this sound, I’m really happy because of him, he makes me feel loved, and isn’t that the best feeling in the world?

A warm big hand wrapped itself around mine, I turn my head and meet eyes with Lu Han, “What are you thinking about?” He questions, smiling widely. I see that smile plastered on his face, not even once when I glance at him, that he isn’t smiling. “You?” And that smile of his makes me smile, too.

Frowning, he pouts, “If it’s written on a paper, I can see the big fat question mark behind that word. So you’re not thinking about me?” He protests childishly.

Oh gosh, now I’m really doubting him not having a bipolar disorder. I roll my eyes and pinch his nose, but no lie, he’s pretty adorable, “I’m thinking about you. There. Happy?”

Giggling adorably, Lu Han throws his arms around me, hugging me tight, “Reallyyyyyyyyy” he snuggles onto the nape of my neck, “Happy.” He sighs in content and I chuckle.

This is gonna be a fine, long day.

I heard from my manager that today, SM will confirm my scandal with Lu Han, of course I have to be there, I bet all reporters around Korea would be there, I can’t miss this chance, I should be right there.

Now, I finally arrive in Seoul, the capital city of South Korea. Getting into the van, I quickly turn the small TV inside the car on, there is still fifteen minutes before the press starts, Lu Han, I smirk inwardly, do you think a simple press will make me back down?

I started seducing him because of fame, but now, he’s actually really interesting, the past males I played gave me responses, but Lu Han, he didn’t even let me start. He didn’t even give the space to slip inside his life.

That stupid press won’t even shake me.

“Don’t be nervous.” Lu Han whispered, “It will end before you even realize it, don’t worry, everything will be just fine.” He squeezed her hand, assuring her, “I’m right beside you, okay? I will protect you.”

With his words filled with warmth and comfort, Ji Kyung started to loosen up, right, she inhaled, I will be fine, exhaling her breath, she looked up and saw Lu Han already staring at her, with that permanent smile on his face, “We’ll be fine.”

“Lu Han? Ji Kyung? The press is starting, are you ready?” A man who was probably older than Lu Han for a few years called out, he was the one that had been chosen as SM representative for this press. Lu Han kissed my temple and nodded, “We’re ready.”

“We’re ready.” We both said at the same time. Lu Han holds my hand the entire time, he doesn’t let go although my hand probably feels like a pool right now, it’s so wet because of all the cold sweats. As we’re finally on the stage, the flashes of cameras hit me, blinding my eyes.

We are sat shortly at the provided chairs. Lu Han and the representative guy at both of my sides. I don’t really pay attention to the questions thrown and answers returned. All I care is we’re in public now, we’re in public and we’re holding hands, things we couldn’t do at the past, and now we’re doing it in one strike.

After all the questions about the scandal is cleared, the questions about our relationship starts. “Who’s that girl, Lu Han?” “Is she your girlfriend?” “Is she your sister?”

I look at Lu Han worriedly, but he only smiles and leans forward to the microphone, “I have been waiting for the perfect opportunity to introduce her.” He pauses and looks at me, “Her name is Park Ji Kyung, and to answer all of your questions, yes, she’s my girlfriend. No, she’s beyond that, does ‘unofficial fiancée’ exists?” He chuckles. “She’s the girl that I’m in love with, Park Ji Kyung.”

Now, we’re officially a couple. Now, we can date without anyone giving us weird stares (well we still will, but whatever). Now, I can kiss her whenever I want.

No questions remained unanswered, I answer every single question about us, Ji Kyung’s face is now red because of thousands of compliments I say about her in this conference.

Am just stating the truth, so why so shy?

I decide to be more aggressive on the PDA, and instead of holding hands, I pull her by her waist, gluing her to my side. “Yah!” She protests, half-whispering and hissing. “Pose to the camera! Say cheese!” I ignore her and make funny faces, making her laugh, “You look ugly!” She co