move (sequel of cold november)

Cute!

His closed eyes, were cute. His soft eyelashes, looked cute. The way he breathed too, was cute. His thin smile, was cute and should I add ‘adorable’ too? Did Kang Seungyoon always look this cute?

I pulled my hand slowly, and carefully my finger touched his cheek. Even his cheeks too looked cute. I pushed my finger deeper, and cutely, he was affected by it. He groaned softly, and his hand tried to shoo my hand away. I couldn’t help but release my giggle.

I might have gone crazy. The way I smiled had just proved it, and intentionally I didn’t push myself to stop. It though was still new for me, that such feeling lived on me. Admitting to myself that this guy looked cute was kinda odd, I completely aware of this. Maybe because it was just a joke, every time I said he was cute, but today seemed different. It was odd, but … I liked it.

“Hey, sleepy head, shouldn’t you wake up already?”

I poked his cheek again, delicately calling his name. And he moved his head –which looked cutely disturbed, “five … minutes, just … five.”

I took my hand back, and next, I bit my nail, enjoying this sight very much. I touched my own lips after, recalling the touch of his lips. We did it before, a lot, that night, but last night was different. And it surprised me, really.

I leaned closer to him, again. Softly, very softly I whisper next to his ear, “Seungie-ya … wake up …”

And next, he jerked up, which I had expected. I had been sitting on the floor this whole time, watching how he slept. Now I sounded more than crazy. But actually I was just … curious. I didn’t intend to do this. I originally planned to just wake him up. But I stopped my mission when I saw his smile. He was smiling while sleeping, wasn’t that cutely strange?

He immediately put his elbowed on the couch, leaning backward on it. He seemed trying to fully awake, he took his left hand, and rubbed his eyes. I said it was weird, didn’t I? The way he startled had just made him looked even cuter.

“What are you .. dwooing ..?”

His yawn too looked cute.

“I’m watching you,” I said with a grin before I folded my knees together and hugged it. “And waking you up.”

I saw a frown on his head. I giggled next.

“You scare me Ji. Is there something wrong?” he now properly sat, and he had his eyes on me. Just like that, I felt something strange inside my belly.

Maybe my little girl feels it too.

I nodded shortly with a clear ‘um.’ And just like that his frown grew worse, he was stiffened on his seat. Seungyoon even leaned down to me after, “wae? Mwo? Do you hurt somewhere?” I didn’t expect this, but he next took my shoulder and raised me up, towering him, so he could, seemingly, be able to check my body.

I couldn’t help but felt, strangely happy.

“Which one is hurt?”

He looked stupid now, but cute. I could see he was hesitating whether he should touch my belly or not. Even the way he assumed my belly was hurt too was stupidly cute. How can I not be happy? And he did it seconds after, awkwardly he touched her. And hesitantly he looked up.

“Should we go see doc … what with that smile?”

He caught me!

“What with my smile?” and I challenged him. But I regretted it right away when he took back his hand from me. Wae? It’s fine if you stay like that! I was nearly pouted, but I canceled it.

“Don’t scare me like that again, Ji.” He was mad, I could see that through his eyes. And I didn’t get this.

“But, there is indeed something wrong …” I paused, to see his reaction which was expected. He again stiffened. That was when I decided to stop playing around, “… there is something wrong … with my head, I guess.”

His frown was formed again.

The first thing that greeted me this morning was a thought that everything looked great. I didn’t have morning sickness today. I felt like I could do anything I wanted. All the burden I bore was blurred, no, it vanished, I didn’t sure how, but I felt so great. And the sight of this guy had brightened my mood, so much.

Maybe it was the reason why now I sent my palm to his cheek. Seungyoon seemed perturbed, he didn’t get my act, I knew.

“You look cute this morning,” I smiled, sincerely, looking into his eyes.

Is this you, baby girl?

And it was funny looking at how Seungyoon’s cheeks turned pinker. “I .. I’ll m-make a breakfast for y-you …”

He suddenly got up, abandoning my hand. I was startled, of course. And without telling me anything more he left me dumbfounded here. He walked heading to the kitchen. I felt, a little bit pissed by that. I meant, shouldn’t he just receive my warmth and we could share some moment together more. What was that?

I had been waiting for him, indeed, I planned to spend breakfast together. But wasn’t what I had done to him earlier affected him? It wasn’t what I had expected, not at all! He was warm last night, when he hugged me, when he learnt this baby girl was his. But what was this?

I folded my arms, I did feel annoyed now. He was strange and I didn’t like it.

I walked towards my room, and I slammed my door a little bit too strong so he could notice. My mood had just left. I didn’t feel to have breakfast with him anymore.

I hated him!

For the next one hour Seungyoon been back and forst knocking my door. Telling me the breakfast was ready. Asking me what was wrong. Telling me to get outside and have my meal. Asking me if he did something wrong. Oh yes. He was wrong, for being stupid.

An hour after, I was dressed already. I was so hungry and I couldn’t handle it anymore. Oh, no way! I wouldn’t touch his food. I decided to go out since baby girl needed her breakfast. And I wouldn’t let that jerk go near me.

But to my surprise, he wasn’t even at home.

I pouted.

No. It was way better. I walked out my apartment, going downstairs, looking for taxi and heading to my favorite café. It was close to my office. From my spot which was next to the glass wall, I could see the big building everywhere, including my office. And I liked having breakfast here. It was my best moment, waiting time passed while watching on the quiet pedestrians. 9 am and Sunday seemed nice together.

“Espresso like usual, Eunji-ssi?”

I heard a familiar voice. I turned around with a smile plastered. There was standing Lee Jieun, a nice waitress of this café which known me enough, that yes, I loved Espresso to the bone.

But I shook my head lightly. “I don’t drink coffee, for a moment,” I said, my smile beamed, remembering the reason behind it. I could see Jieun was surprised. I lifted my finger in front of my lips, “my baby shouldn’t drink coffee,” yes, I just announced it.

She widened her eyes. And that petite girl looked cute. She closed , gaping for short moment before widely forming a smile. She congratulated me after, shaking my hand. I could see she was sincere, and it easily brightened my mood.

Then she noted me a milk, and sandwich