I hope I will not bore you on this chappy *winks*

DARA’s POV

I never heard from Joongie since that night. He usually calls me when he wake up and before he sleeps but it’s been weeks.  At first, I thought he just needed some time and was sulking but lately I feel worried. I was stalking his twitter and he seemed happy and enjoying his life as if nothing’s wrong. I only found out that he was in India from his twitter.

I bumped into Yoochun at Abiko Restaurant in Sinsadong days ago and from what I see he doesn’t seem to know about our recent misunderstanding. He was filling me with stories so I pretended that we’re doing fine. Of course, I was interested on everything he told me because I’m really curious how Joongie’s doing.

Life goes on for me too. Practice, MV shooting, photo shoot, performances, and Saitama concerts. On the day we left for Japan was also the time Joongie arrived from India. It’s such a pity. I missed him and I wanted to talk to him.  For the first time in weeks, I called him while waiting for our flight but he didn’t answer.   *SAD*

October 1, the maknaes decided to head home early from Japan while Bom and I agreed to take the afternoon flight. Bom wanted to go shopping while I want to distract myself. I was basically following Bommie around trying so hard to smile and not be obvious on how I feel. I perfected that art for almost a month now. The girls didn’t notice any changes from me or so I thought.

After we ate at Harajuku, we headed to Chrome Hearts boutique where I saw accessories fit for Joongie. I was looking at it for like forever that I didn’t notice Bom was beside me.

“Still not in good terms?”  She asked.

“Huh?”  Waking me up from reverie.

“Ssantoki, you’ve been staring at that for quite some time and I’m not dumb not to know what’s on your mind.”

“Huh... what are you saying? I was just admiring it.”   I lied and obviously it didn’t work.

She placed her hands on my shoulders and turned me to face her. “Dara, its Jaejoong...  right?”

“What are you talking about? Aigoo...”    I gave out a fake laughed and walked away from her pretending to check out other items.

“Yah~ Tokkie. Aren’t you going to buy those accessories?”

“No... I change my mind.” I replied without looking at her.

“You sure? I think it will look good on Jaejoong. It’s a nice gift”

“Nah...He already has a lot.”

I was trying to get some sleep on the plane but can’t. Bommie’s been sighing for an hour now.

“Yah~ Park Bom. What is your problem? You keep on sighing. I can’t sleep.”

“Duh~ Ssantoki. I’m bothered. I do have a problem... well, technically I don’t. “

“Huh??”   I was confused. Which is which?

She rolled her eyes.  “Okay... my problem is you.”

 “Waeyo?”   I raised a brow in surprise.

“Don’t try to be an actress in front of me. The maknaes may not have notice it.... YET... but I have for a while now. I know you’re having problems with Jaejoong again.”

“What are you talking about?”

*PAK*

“Yah~ that hurts.”

“PPppssshhh...”  A person sitting somewhere hushed.

“Keep your voice low.”  Bom scolded.

“Why did you hit me?”

“Because... you are so in denial. My gawd Dara, aside from me who amongst us understands you more when it comes to matters of the heart. I’ve been through all that too so I know from the start that there’s something wrong but I kept quiet hoping that it will be resolve soon... as always but I guess I was wrong. I mean I know that Jaejoong’s been wooing you again. That was pretty obvious but the flowers stop coming for almost a month now and you’ve been staring and sighing at your phone for weeks. You think I didn’t notice that? You’re smiling but your eyes are empty. At chrome hearts, you were staring at this....”  She bent down and pull out a chrome heart bag and gave it to me,    “... for a long time – daydreaming.”

My eyes started to get misty. I slowly open the bag and there I saw the accessories I admire. A tear finally fall down my eye.

“You can have it. As I told you, it will look good on your man but it’s up to you if you’re going to give it to him. Your anniversary is approaching, right? “

I raised my head and look at her and tears won’t stop falling. Bom reached out to hug me until I was pacified.

“So, tell me... “

I shook my head in confusion. “I really don’t know. We had an argument regarding twitter and he said he was tired and can’t take it anymore. I am not sure if he’s tired of me or our situation. What if he’s given up? I have been waiting for weeks and he didn’t call even once. Bommie-ah, I am really scared.”  I was trying to hold my tears and sob, not wanting to get unnecessary attention from other passengers.

She took my hands and squeezed it.  “Did you call him? “

I nodded. “Once ... but he’s not taking my calls. Bommie-ah, I think he’s giving up on us.”

“Tokkie, as much as I don’t like to admit it.... Jaejoong’s nothing but sweet and nice to you. He loves you very much, that I cannot deny except that sometimes his possessiveness is over the top but I really don’t blame him. You have a lot of fan boys and ... every month celebrities are publicly declaring their fondness for you while he can’t. “

“But... it’s not like I am accommodating those guys. You know I love him right?”

“Yes, I know that but