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I woke up smiling and that alone made me frown. I never smile, especially with the thought of having to wake up another day just to live the same boring life.

A knock was heard from my door as well as the sound of the knob turning open, I was greeted by the smiling face of my father.

"Kibum, are you awake, remember you've got that date this afternoon" my dad said his brows already reaching his hairline, chuckling as he closed the door, just at the right time to dodge the pillow that came flying to where he was standing.

"Stop being so nosy, Dad and leave me alone or else I'm gonna hit you with a pillow..."

"That's what you say 'Kibummie', now come down and get some breakfast before your little date" I hear my dad yell back, casually mocking his only son.

'Curse you, dad'

"I swear dad, when I get down there, you're gonna find a not so soft pillow flying towards your head" I warned back, as I wipe the sleep out of my eyes, groaning at how much fun my own dad must of been having, while mocking me.

And for the first time in what felt like centuries, I was...excited, so excited that I was freaking smiling while I went about doing my morning rituals.

If that didn't scare me enough, today I actually thought about what I should wear, like my whole life depended on it.

"Damn you, pabo Kim Jonghyun, making me want to look nice" I muttered through gritted teeth as I picked up yet another dress shirt of my closet.

"What you doing kiddo? Picking out an outfit for your little date, I see" and I didn't have to think twice to know who that tone belonged to because soon enough the owner of the said voice has plopped their way into my bed.

"Dad, I'm not in the mood. For the first time I actually want to look nice, like is that even normal?" I questioned as I plopped myself beside my father, groaning at the messy state that my room was in.

"Hey, I think it's a nice change, Bummie"

"Stop calling me that, dad. I'm like  21 years old already, so stop it" I whined only receiving a hearty laugh as a response.

"I can't help it, you're daddy's little boy. Plus you don't even look like you've hit puberty yet"

"Well if your not gonna stop calling me that, then you might as well help me with what I'm going to wear" I said, not really succeeding in trying to hide the blush the caress my face.

"I'm really happy you know..." My dad said casually while looking through the piles of clothes that mounted in my bed.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"You're, finally giving someone a chance, it's something big; something even I don't think I was gonna live long enough to see. I'm really proud of you son, I know how much your probably going through but I want you to open up to this boy because I think your heart has already decided that this boy is someone special; even if your mind still has its doubts about him. Kibum-ah, not everyone is gonna be like me and your mother, that boy might be someone perfect for you and I don't think I'd be able to live knowing you let him go because of what has happened to your mother and I" my dad said while taking my hand into his, looking at me with apologetic eyes.

"I don't blame you dad, so quit saying sorry. Dad, I just don't want to be hurt and I'm not sure whether or not his someone I could trust." I said as let my insecurities get the better of me.

"Trust in me,when I say that I think this is a good chance for you to venture out into the open, you need to know how pain feels like to become stronger" I don't know whether it would be smart to trust my dad; why would you want to feel the pain when you can do something to get away from it?

"I'm going to have to leave you, Kibum-ah, I've got work till midnight, so I better not be finding two boys in your room when I come back" my dad teased as he started to get up from my bed, walking towards my cream coloured door.

"Go you old nosy man and no, I hardly know the guy, dad your so.... ahhh just go already" I said as I threw a pillow to his face, which he just had to catch and dodge.

"Tell me how your first date went, in the morning 'Kibummie'" the old man finally said before leaving shutting the cream white door behind him.

I looked at the time, an unknown sigh left my lips as the clock only reads 12 o'clock.

I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't looking forward to, today with Jonghyun.

"Now what to wear?" I asked myself as I placed a finger under my chin and lips drawn into a pout as I think up what exactly, I was suppose to wear.

And after a long and hard thought, I ended up with; white skinny jeans (which I have to say hugged my so nicely making them round and perky) showing of my long feminine legs- not that I wanted him to notice and my white Ralp Lauren polo, topped of with my favourite baby blue Mickey mouse hoodie which accentuated my surprisingly thin waist. I wore my blue vans and accessorised my outfit by wearing my countless bracelets and chains which seemed to never leave my wrists along with my locket that my dad gave me.

I took note of my end result and the outfit on the whole made me smile, maybe even feel a little more giddy and excited than what I wanted to believe that I was. I looked presentable and all that was left to do was wait for another 2 hours till Jonghyun comes.

As the time went passed, cold sweat started to form in my forehead and nervousness started to kick in- what if I looked too over dressed? Or maybe worst too girly. Questions upon questions plagued my thoughts.

Until the door bell rang- 2:56 and my heart, i swear stopped beating, for what seemed not so long in real life but felt like centuries and decades in my time.

I'm really going to go out and hang out with someone I barely even know, yet there I was in my living room; drowned in excitement as well as anxiety.

I opened the door, knowing full well who the only visitor would be.

"You look... wow"

'Wow...'

I was thinking the exact same thing, how can some one look so good with only a denim worn out skinnies, dark purple polo and purple vans. That outfit screamed 'casual' as well as 'did not even try' and yet there he was, like one of them perfect men from shopping catalogues and what's worst is that he looked better, much better.

The blush on my face just seemed to get darker as Jonghyun, continued to stare at me; not even realising that his eyes were glued to my legs- maybe I did want him to notice them after all. Although it did made me feel slightly uncomfortable.

"Ahem~ Jonghyun hyung" I said trying to stop the giggles that wanted to erupt from my mouth as he finally looked up to meet my eyes, with an apologetic as well as guilty look in his own pair of puppy eyes.

"I-I'm sorry... I didn't... I mean I-" he stuttered and I couldn't help but feel that he looks cuter when his stuttering especially if it was because of me.

"It's okay, should we get going" I said closing the door behind me, he sheepishly nodded probably still mind blown at the fact that I caught him staring.

I would of murdered him by now; shamelessly doing that, to someone even younger than he was and yet my hands seemed to not care as they stuck to my sides, unmoving.

'What have you done to me Jonghyun' I thought while we started heading out from my house.

Silence was welcomed on my behalf, I liked it; quite and relaxing but then it was broken.

"I feel like I prick now, I just couldn't help it, they're so long and slender and- fudge, I'm sorry, you must think I'm such a creep" he said in a dazed, making me blush as I realised that he was impulsively talking about my legs, but then grew embarrassed as he realised himself what he was talking about.

"Slightly, but at least your sorry" I said walking with my both my hands clasped together behind my back, purposely walking in front of him, just to be mean.

"Thanks" he said before walking beside me, "I was thinking maybe it would be nice to play in the park". I smiled to him, it was the first time since my mum has left us that I visited the park. It's a place, to hard for me to go to. Too many happy complete families and smiling faces for me to handle, I thought bitterly.

"I hope you don't mind going to the park, I feel good going there,all the happy families and their little bundle of joys" Jonghyun said with a happy smile, eyes twinkling as he speaks of happy families and children; he'll definitely make a great dad in the future, I thought to myself as we quietly walked our way to the park.

The blush that invaded my entire face just couldn't get any darker as our hands and shoulders kept bumping to each other sending this blots of energy, that I seemed to quite...enjoy, despite the amount of times that I told myself, I didn't.

"You'll make a great dad, you know" I told him with a smile, he looked at me before returning the smile with his famous lopsided grin.

"With my preference and all, I've accepted that I'll most likely have to adopt, if I ever want to become a dad" he told me, small smile hiding the envy of other families that had their own children.

"I think people like us makes the world a better place especially for children that have been abandoned and has no one to love and care for them" I told him with a firm tone to my voice, wanting him to realise that adopting wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. I too would want to be surrounded by children; happy smiling children.

He nodded, smiling his usually happy smile, the one that just can't help but take my breath away, every once in a while.

By the time we got to the park, I was surprised at how quiet and peaceful it was, no overly hyper children nor nagging parents.

"Is it usually this quite?" I asked curious as we made our way to a pair of deserted swings.

He chuckled before siting down on one of them, slowly rocking back and forth, "I thought it be better if its quiet like this... so when you laugh I'd be able to hear it crystal clear" once again letting his impulsiveness get the better of him.

"How are you so sure that you'll be able to make me laugh, huh?" I teased, smirking as I see him blush that unfamiliar pink glow that tainted his cheeks.

I turned around, keeping my back completely vulnerable from everything, before suddenly having two pairs of strong arms circling around my waist pulling me closer to its warmth.

"What are you doing, Jonghyun. Get of me right now" I snarled as the warmth from his body started to evade my own.

"Hold on tight, Key; cause we are going for a ride" was all he said making me screech as he lets one hand go from my waist before he griped the iron chains of the swing; rocking the both of us back and forth.

"Don't resist Bummie, or else we'll both fall" he remarked, while holding onto me tighter, as if he was telling me that, I was in great hands.

I did as I was told, and held onto the metal chains of the swing as Jonghyun, swung the both of us. The breeze felt wonderful. The security that I felt in his arms, was extraordinary.

"You look like your having fun, for someone who was screaming just amount ago" he said teasingly, as he brought us to a halt. I frowned because I knew that, the warmth that surrounded me would soon disappear.

"Shut up" I snarled as I got of him but I didn't exactly go very far as I was pulled back down to the swing but this time, all by myself.

"I'll push you, okay. So hold on tight" he instructed me, pushing me from the side of the swing; gently.

I hated swings, ever since I fell of it when I was little. My parents was far to engrossed at trying to get at each others throats that they didn't even realised that I was going far too high and because of that I got scared and slipped out of it.

"No, Jonghyun. I'd rather not, I really don-" I tried to protest, really not wanting to go on that cursed swing.

"Trust me. I promise I won't let you fall, so relax" he reassured me, as he caressed my hands.

I couldn't say no. I couldn't bring myself to say that; 'no I didn't trust him', because I find myself nodding, letting him know that I trusted him, to protect me.

He began to push me, not to high and not to low either; gently rocking me. I smiled at the way the air caressed my face and hair.

Then he began to push me higher, far too high for my comfort and cold sweat started to form on palms making me grip the iron chains.

'Don't ever let go, or make me fall' I thought to myself.

But, I think the worst has already been done; I've already found myself falling in too hard and way too deep. With a stranger nonetheless.

"Don't go to high... J-Jjong-" I screamed out as he pushed me higher, making me shout out a nickname that I didn't even know, I've made.

"W-what did you say?" He asked me teasingly, making me realise how he had heard what I've said.

"Nothing... don't push me any higher, I'm gonna fall Jonghyun... don't let me f-" I closed my eyes as tight as I could, hoping that the fall wouldn't hurt so bad, like the last time. I told him not to push me any higher. I told him not to make me fall.

Wait, wasn't I suppose to...fall?

-Umph-

Well, I did fall but on something not as hard as I would have thought the ground felt like.

"You okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean t-"

I couldn't careless, he kept his promise and kept me safe even if he was the one who got more hurt than a stranger like me; hugged him, so tight even he was surprised.

"Thank you" I said relieved, maybe it's okay to like him. His someone, I can trust because he showed me how he could be.

He sits up, placing me in his lap and my heart couldn't help but beat a little faster, at the thought of feeling like I belonged there; in his arms.

"I'm so sorry, oh Kibum; please don't cry" he pleaded as he wiped the tears that were running down my face. I shook my head, "I told you not to push me any higher, didn't I?" I asked him.

"I know, I know and Kibummie, please. Please don't cry, I'm really sorry" he said, as he calmed me through drawing circles in my back.

Did he just call me 'Kibummie'? That alone was enough to calm me down.

My sobs died down, as I feel myself relaxing into his hold, my face hidden in the crook of his neck.

I felt safe in his arms, I felt like I belonged there; next to him.

"Want to go and get some ice cream, instead" he said to me, I nodded as a response before letting out a croaked and quite, "Y-yes, please".

I got up from his lap but, stumble as my legs failed me but Jonghyun has fast enough and caught me in time.

After stabling me, he knelt with his back in front of me, "Get on, Bummie. I'll take you around, for the rest of our little date, I mean hangout session" he said, his hands flying up to his neck scratching it in embarrassment.

Date. We're on a date, instead of getting angry I can't help but blush instead. Good, I was behind him or else I'd blush even darker than I did if I wasn't.

"A-Are you sure, I'm p-pretty heavy" I told him as I not my thumb in uncertainty.

He let out once again that addictive laugh, making me blush even harder, "Heavy, define heavy. I don't think you weigh any more than a feather, so come on; I'm starting to get hungry for ice creams" he said while patting his back urging me to get on his back.

"Don't blame me when you get and back pains afterwards" I warned him but I couldn't deny the feeling that welled up inside of me that couldn't help but want to get on his inviating back.

I bent down, circling my arms around a his neck before bring one leg up for him to take soon followed by the other. He jumped up a little to get himself used to the feeling of having me behind him.

"Am I okay; too heavy-"

"You're fine, Key. Now lets get going... to the nearest ice cream parlour, we go" he cheered holding me tight. Once again, the feeling of security filled me; heartbeat getting faster and louder, I could only wish that it was only me that noticed the change.

I relaxed under his touch, a drastic change to what his touch felt like only, 24 hours ago. I held him tighter, letting my head fall between the crooks of his neck. The musky yet fruity cologne that roamed him, filled my sense as I breathe in.

"So talk to me" he said reason the small trance that I was in.

I blinked, he showed me that he can be trusted and so opening up to him should come and go easily.

Which it did, I told him how my feat of heights and swings came about, as well as an insight to why it was so hard for me to make friends; that the foundation of friendship, relies unconditionally to the trust you have.

It felt nice, liberating to know that someone shared the same views as me; he told me how he too can find it hard to trust others and yet it puzzled me how he was able to help a stranger like me, one he knew, may or may not be trusted.

"I felt this urge to just help you, even I was surprised at my own actions, but I did what I did and to be honest I'm quite happy that I took the risk." Was all he said, making me ponder at the thought of not being completely alone, that someone else out there has experience the same things as I have.

I never knew I could laugh so much, and to be quite honest half of the time, I didn't even know what I was laughing about; all I knew was that the more I laughed,the more Jonghyun seems to laugh with me. His laughs are getting more and more addictive with each passing minute that unspent with him.

We talked, for what seemed like hours although in reality it was nothing more than a few minutes, I learnt more about him and for the first time, I let him learn things about me in exchange; my likes and dislikes as well as my love hate relationship with horror movies, which he chuckled to saying, "Well, guess where I'll be taking you next time" which made me smile,knowing that it wasn't only me who was hoping for a next time because equally so was he.

The time we got to the ice cream parlour, my eyes got larger than normal, almost imitating the size of saucers at how big they were. The ice cream parlour was beautiful, so colourful and lively. And like the every first that Jonghyun has been helping me experience, he was also the first that made me doubt my thoughts on children. They looked so cute and happy getting their ice creams, it was noisy but a nice kinda noise, one where it was 'thank yous' and 'I love yous' that resonated from them, not cry of tantrums that you are made to believe.

I had so much fun in choosing a sundae, I probably looked like a kid.

I thought back to the years when I was growing and like a black curse a frown would instantly finding their way on my face.I don't think I've even experience what real childhood felt like.

"Hey, Key are you, okay?" Jonghyun said as we waited for our orders to come, I nodded trying to push away all the negative thoughts that were plaguing my head.

But, I simply couldn't. I could only imagine what a real childhood would feel like, I felt bad envying innocent children who did nothing wrong.

Wanted to a childhood, where someone who you think is your friend, would suddenly bail out on you and then only cursing them through gritted teeth, calling them a 'loser' because of what they did but then forgetting about the pain of getting betrayed and abandoned the next day only with only the positive thought of; 'I can just find new friends, that wouldn't betray me'.

'Maybe, it's not too late' I thought to myself positively.

When the ice cream arrived, thoughts of treating today as new day was more emphasised. Live today as if it were your last I told myself.

Because of this I managed to talk more and this time round it was me, letting my surprisingly talkative personality shine through, I never knew I had so much to say about... anything.

After the ice cream we decided that it was time to head home.

"I had an amazing time, Jjong" and yes I called him 'Jjong'; a nickname he came to love and so did I.

"M-maybe, same time again; tomorrow?" He asked curiously avoiding my feline like eyes.

"I can't..." I said and I couldn't help but feelthis strange feeling of happiness knowing that he was clearly disappointed.

"I-t's okay, I-"

"I've got school so maybe, 5 o'clock instead" I said blushing as I hear, a small yet still audible, 'Yes~' coming from you. I gave you a quick hug before waving goodbye and leaving you as I went inside my house, quickly closing the door behind me with a hand clasped firmly in my chest and a dark blush spread across my cheeks.

"Damn you, Jonghyun making me feel like a little school girl"

But even with that curse in my head, the cute and meaningful events that happened today made the blush on my face permanently stay there.

I fell asleep with a content smile painted on my face that evening, it was like I found this new light that brightened up my day, even though there was still that huge uncertainty lingering on every thought I had of Jonghyun.

'Don't hurt me, Jonghyun. Because I'm trusting myself to trust in you'

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Thank you my darlings for the wait, but yes at last chapter 3 is up, boring chapter i know, but i really wanted you to see the relation of Key with his dad as well as the developing of trust between Jongkey.

Every chapter has been written in rough and sadly there are only 3-4 more chapters left, depending on whether i feel like itd been rushed or more things could be added.

Ahhh its been such a tiring week for me, i was surprised i even got to update, but i did so yay me.

To the people who are in America right now who are experienecing the wrath of storm Sandy, i shall pray for you my lovelies, be strong and have utmost faith in God.

Apart from that maybe by tomorrow or the day after that chapter four will be up, so please wait for it.

Please overlook wrong grammer and spellings, thank you

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