Meh. Your reactions=AMUSING. Okay, I was laughing. Come one guys! I swear. There will be surprises for you. I have thought of them ever since what? April? HAHA. I promise... just a little bit of bearing with my cockblocking, and I will let your lovely sail ship. I PROMISE. Thanks for the patience. <3 ASDFGHJKLOOVE, thanks for the poster :)
>>>YE JIN'S POV<<<
Can you guys stop panicking? Calm yo tits, arasso?
I don't get why everyone in SM is so darn depressed that I'm leaving for Brazil. I'm just going to have a holiday break, okay?
I mean yeah, I'll be gone for a while, and I won't see my lovely EXO family and that frustrating animal Yixing, but Krisus!
I. will. be. back. real. soon.
I'm no longer the 17-year old who cried when her parents flew to Japan on the day of her 17th birthday.
I'm the 20-year old independent woman who can survive a week without the sight of the person I like.
And I miss flying.
I do feel bad that I wasn't able to say goobye to Lay, but man. He deserves that. He didn't say a proper and clear goodbye when he said that my lips belonged to his.
Now that I think about it, Lay's statement is the statement of any other guy who likes teasing girls for fun. Nothing serious. I'm sure of it.
I devoured yummy white chocolate and iced latte inside the airport. Grandpa Zhang has just landed in Brazil.
Gotta admit, my stomach felt stuffed and chilled after eating. I wiped my mouth with a table napkin. Then bam. I instantly thought of Lay's lips.
I love his lips. Sensual. full. Perfect Cupid's bow.
Sometimes, I want to play drunk and then I'll attack him on purpose. That'll be the best Christmas present, ever.
My phone rang. I swallowed the triangular white chocolate before answering.
"Zhang Ye Jin, speaking." I uttered and gulped down my iced latte.
Okay, my stomach churned and I almost lashed out the latte from my mouth.
"Zhang Yixing." I said.
There was this pause.
"Aya Zhang." He repeated. I bit my lip. His tongue caressed my name.
"Zhang Yixing." I said again.
"I'll take you from behind." He whispered on the other line. Hnggggggg.Innuendo.
"Silly. Don't say things intended for Ye Min." I witted.
I heard him laugh sexily in the background.
"Literally." He answered.
Oh kinky, but nah. You're a stupid tease. I don't wish to be deflowered from behind, and meh. I want to be married first.
"Yo. Where were you a while ago? I wasn't able to-" I mumbled. I was cut.
"Behind." He worded, single.
And I turned my back. I wanted to rip my boarding pass, but I wanted to rip that tight Aqua dress shirt that hugged his chest and biceps.
"Oh you little stalker...." I teased and began messing with Lay's hair. His face didn't move. He grabbed my arm.
"You don't leave without words." He said to me. I didn't realize that we were an inch away from each other. Our foreheads were touching, he was grabbing my arm. We looked intimate.
"Awww Lay. It's really sweet of you to come here just to say goodbye to noona. Don't worry. I'll buy lots of yummy stuff for you." I mentioned and pinched his cheek.
My heart. My poor Ye Jin heart.
"You shouldn't leave." Lay ordered. The butterflies reproduced in my stomach, but the noona in me hit his shoulder instead and stepped backward. He pulled my hand back, my body lurched towards his chest, repelling my action.
"Why are you stepping back?" His voice was the typical foamy rough. He was making me nervous day by day.
"Because my plane is boarding. Oh come on, Lay. Get it together. You can survive without Ye Jin noona for a week or so. We'll see each other after Christmas. I promise. Tell the others that I'll be back with nice presents." I said to Lay.
Painfully, Lay let go of my hand, but his eyes chained my eyes.
"I know. I just think that it will be better if the noona is around because I don't think I can handle all the mess in the dorm. That's all. " Lay answered. He's back to the righteous Lay.
"Oh. You can do it. I trust you very much. You should promise me that you will behave." I kindly said even if I wanted to kiss him so badly already.
"No, YOU promise me that you should behave. Please, for my sanity." Lay admitted.
He's the King of Mixed Signals. I must be a slave to it.
I nodded and grabbed my stuff. I used his MCM backpack. Oops. I never returned it to him ever since Ye Min's paint ruined my Balenciaga.
"It's yours." He mentioned while staring at the precious MCM. I bit my lip. "Geee. Thanks. It's a lovely present!" I yelped then waved goodbye like I was only leaving for the groceries. Then I entered the boarding gate witout looking at the guy who made me want to ravish my bed.
That's me. Not attached. Mature, you can call it. Never emotional, cries once in a blue moon.
Ola Brazil. I'll have a fun time! Weeee!
>>> LAY'S POV<<<
The reason is unspoken. I followed her to the airport.
Not because I want to show off my new dress shirt.
I followed her for obvious reasons. So maybe I did try to stop her. I failed.
But truth be told, I didn't feel a tinge of sadness when she disappeared from my sight.
What's with airports?
I didn't feel sad because I saw her delightfully excited to fly. It'll be selfish if I scowled at her desire to take a break.
"I'll be back" She says.
I'll take her word. I was glad to send her away. I think I utilized the limited time I had with her in the airport.
Oh, heiress. When you told me that you wante me to behave, I wanted to do otherwise.
I wanted to misbehave...
and kiss you right then and there, senseless. Against the wall, on the floor, I don't know. The stimuli I get whenever you talk, whenever you unconsciously bite your lip, whenever whenver anytime. always. The things you do to me.
And my pleasure rose when I saw the MCM backpack clinging on your shoulder.
But hey, I'm glad I kept a candid photo of that heiress in my phone. I took it secretly when she was trying to smell the plants in our dorm. She is weird, it turns me on.
I don't need holiday gifts when I have a picture like this.
In a few hours, she''ll be in Brazil. I can be a little paranoid. She might be taking drugs from a peddler in the clubs when she goes partying, and ugh. The mere thought that she'll dance with a guy in Brazil arms me.
Feeling overprotective, I headed over to the IT department of SM Building.
Then, I grabbed my physically broken phone and had my phone configured with Aya Zhang's phone.
The IT analyst of SM, wondered why I needed to know the coordi noona's whereabouts in Brazil.
I just don't want her in trouble. I want to ready my ticket to Brazil JUST in case she gets in trouble.
Oh trust me. My instincts can tell if she is.
"But why are you so concerned, Mr. Lay?" The analyst asked.
"I'm just being responsible." I answered.
"Boyfriend?" The analyst teased. I smiled and chose not to answer.
Maybe after Christmas.
---END OF CHAPTER 56---
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