CHAPTER XXVIII

Jiyong POV


I feel so restless. I can’t concentrate. Why am I with these people? What are we doing here? Aurgh! I shouldn’t have left.


“Oppa, do you like this?” Forgotten girl no. 1 asked me. I nodded not really knowing what I’m supposed to like. These girls are really starting to annoy me. Were they these irritating before?


How long has it been since I last took a girl shopping? I can’t remember. I don’t really care now unless it’s Dara I took, which never happened because every time I ask her she would decline. She said she hates shopping more than she hates me. She’s kidding though, about hating shopping or hating me, I don’t know.


I want to see Dara to make sure she’s alright. I know it may seem unbelievable but I think I saw her cry earlier or maybe it’s just my ego talking. I can’t believe I let TOP-hyung talk me into this. But he has a point though, if I keep chasing her like a cute puppy, she’ll end up ignoring me because she hates puppies as well. But I really want to see her so that I could explain.


We are on a narrow walkway where stalls selling different items are everywhere. I stood in the middle not really in the mood while my ex-girlfriends wander around stalls after stalls. I’m tired and I miss my girlfriend. I don’t care about what TOP-hyung had said anymore. It doesn’t really matter whether she tells me how she really feels or not. It’s not like it’ll make me love her any less. She’s special and important and I don’t want to lose her just because I forced my feelings into her.

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Writer POV


Jiyong hurriedly went upstairs when he reached the house.


He stood in front of Dara’s room, psyching himself to boost his confidence. When he was about to knock, the door suddenly opened revealing a half- Youngbae.


“What are you doing here?” Jiyong asked.


“I could ask you the same question, what are you doing here?” Youngbae replied, smiling.


Jiyong looked at Youngbae’s half- body and then tried to take a glimpse at what’s inside the room. His heart constricted at Youngbae’s silence.


Youngbae couldn’t help but , “I was too harsh on her, and she got pretty tired, she’s sleeping now.” He said closing Dara’s door.


He winced in pain as Jiyong pushed him in the wall, “What did you do to her?!” Jiyong angrily asked gritting his teeth. Youngbae just stared at him.


“Answer me before I forget you’re my friend.” He asserted clenching his fist.


Youngbae mimicked Jiyong’s words in a girly voice. “Jesus Christ, Jiyong,” He added pushing Jiyong away. “You really think I would do that, you idiot.”


“Why would you trick me? That’s mean.” Jiyong exclaimed as relief washed away his anger.


“You’re such a girl.” Youngbae said, disgusted. He looked at Jiyong’s pitiful face that is now staring at Dara’s closed door.


“You made her cry.” He added making Jiyong divert his attention to him. His eyes filled with remorse.


“I thought I was just imagining it earlier. Why did she cry?” He asked.


“I think it’s better if you would just talk to her. Make up with her Ji, or else I’m gonna tell Teddy-hyung that you made her beloved sister cry.” Youngbae threatened before walking away. “You guys got a lot of drama.”


Jiyong was left alone in the empty hallway contemplating whether to knock or to just enter. Either way he’s fixed on talking to her.


He decided on just entering without permission.


When he was inside he saw Dara curled up in her bed. He felt guilty when he saw her, swelling eyes, reddish nose and puffed out face, clear manifestations that she just cried.


He gently lay beside her placing his arms under her head. She stirred but he hushed her with a hum. Talking can wait until later.

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Dara woke up feeling something warm around her, warmth that she would want for the rest of her life. When she looked up, she saw Jiyong’s peaceful sleeping face. She blinked thinking it was just a dream but realized that it wasn’t when he tenderly embraced her closer.


A lot of things are going through inside her head but she’s mostly feeling happy that he’s here beside her, hugging her all so tight.


She stared at him for quite some time and was startled when he suddenly spoke, “Are you liking what you’re seeing?”


“YAH!” she exaggeratedly shouted pushing him off the bed.


Jiyong nursed his bottom while laughing.


“You were never asleep, weren’t you?” Dara asked, flabbergasted.


“How can I sleep when you snored so loudly?”


“I don’t snore.”


“Hmm,” Jiyong whirred feinting scared, “Then what was that noise earlier?”


Dara answered him with a pillow-whack. He dodged saying, “Really, Dara, a pillow? That’s weak babe.”


Dara’s jaw dropped upon hearing him calling her ‘babe’. “Babe this.” She said throwing him the alarm clock lying quietly on the bedside table. Bull’s eye. Jiyong got hit perfectly in the middle of his forehead dropping him on the floor together with the ‘weapon’.


Dara got anxious as the alarm clock ticks beside Jiyong’s unconscious body. She went to his side, poking his face. She got another shock as Jiyong suddenly got up. Next thing she knew, she’s already cradled into his lap. His face so close making her blush.


She didn’t even bother tussling for Jiyong already tightened his grip on her waist. She stiffly rested as Jiyong’s head snuggled on her neck.


“Sorry.” He said breathily in her neck, he looked up to her then added, “I never wanted to be with those girls, TOP-hyung…” Dara hushed him with a peck on his lips and just like the first time he got unfocused.


They were on a staring battle before Jiyong finally spoke, “What was that for?”


“You don’t want it? Forget about it then.” Dara replied diverting her eyes.


“Dara,” Jiyong called but Dara won’t look at him. “Babe,” he added.


“Will you stop it with the babe; I don’t even know what that means.” Dara answered angrily.


“It’s my term of endearment for you; you’re my baby, babe for short.” Jiyong explained.


Dara acted like she’s about to vomit, “You should know by now that I don’t do cheesy.”


“I don’t care. I’m calling you babe.”


“Really. Is that how you call your ex-girlfriends too? Babe?”


“NO!” Jiyong vehemently denied, “I don’t call them anything like that. It’s just for you.”


“Whatever, get off me.” Dara said.


“No!” Jiyong stopped her from standing up, wrapping her legs with his right leg. “We need to talk.”


“What’s there to talk about? Will you let go?” Dara struggled.


“Why did you cry?” Jiyong began.


“I did not.” She is going to deny crying for this guy until she dies.


“Youngbae told me you did.”


“He told you what? I’m so cutting that moron’s wagging tongue. What else did he tell you?” Dara demanded.


“So you two talked? How long was he inside your room, Dara?” Jiyong asked, trying to hide his irritation but bleakly failing. “What else did you two do while you were here together, just the two of you? Huh?”


Dara looked at him with baffled eyes.


“Is that his shirt you’re wearing?” Jiyong’s voice rose. “Take it off.” He ordered but took it off himself.


“What the hell, Kwon Jiyong!” Dara brawled with him until their legs twisted with each other causing her to fall back on the floor taking Jiyong with her.


Everything was suddenly in slow motion as both of them looked at each other’s eyes.


“I love you.” Jiyong whispered closing their gap. Dara didn’t wait and the kiss began.


Jiyong felt provoked when Dara’s lips became urgent causing them to sit up as Dara straddled her legs into his waist. He twisted his hands into her hair and held her face securely against his, deepening their kiss. They cut their kiss briefly to let her shirt pass through her head and swiftly ravaged each other once he successfully took it off. Jiyong smiled between their kiss as he threw her shirt away not wanting to see it ever again.


Jiyong got his hands on Dara’s legs traveling upward until it touched her shorts when Dara abruptly stopped to take a breather. Jiyong went on kissing her neck, nipping at every part leaving marks behind. Dara held his head in place for her to kiss him on the mouth again, which he gladly received, responding with the same amount of passion.


“Ehem…” Both of their heads snapped on the jeerer that was Park Bom.


“Why do you always interrupt us?” Jiyong hissed at her with hands still on Dara’s frame.


“Uhm, excuse me, you’re the one trespassing my area, my bestfriend.” Bom retorted before turning her attention to Dara, “Dara-ya, what are you doing? Get off him.”



Dara sighed before talking, “Bommie, I’m trying to flirt here with my boyfriend, can you please get out.”


Jiyong grinned while staring at Dara while Bom’s mouth fell open hearing her bestfriend kicking her out.


She walked out with heavy steps, “Learn to lock the door you debauchees,” she ranted as she lock it herself before stepping out, “And please change the sheets afterwards.” Those were Bom’s last words before finally closing the door.


“Where were we?” Jiyong asked when Bom left.


Dara stared at Jiyong for a whole minute before hugging him snugly. Jiyong was initially surprise with her suddenly placid gestures but eventually turned please as he sensed a different side of the girl he fell in love with.


“Jiyong,” Dara whispered as softly as possible. “I love you.”


Jiyong world’s stopped spinning as he tried to comprehend what he just heard. His heart overreacted after realizing it. He tried to break off their hug to make Dara say it again but Dara was quick to tighten her grasp on his neck.


“You can’t look at me right now,” she explained, “It’s embarrassing.”


Jiyong chuckled but nevertheless, listened.


“I-I’m sorry that I avoided you after your confession, I really didn’t know what to say. I wanted to tell you that I love you too, I mean you’re the only guy that was able to put up with me and you make me smile all the time, but then Bommie said to think things over and that I needed to make sure of my feelings before I reply to you that’s why I got a little confuse.”


“It is not a big secret that you’re a huge philanderer, how can I be sure that you did not twist your words when you were confessing and that you really intend to throw me away like your duff exes. I would probably die, after killing you first of course. Sh!t” Dara cursed as tears started to well up her eyes.


“Are you crying?” Jiyong asked though it’s pretty obvious with how his collar is dampening.


“Shut up! I’m not done yet, and I’m not crying.” She denied before sniffing.


“I was seriously hurt with how you dallied with those girls earlier; I never thought that jealousy would feel that way, it and I never want to go through that drama ever again. That’s why I’m coming out clean now. I can’t believe how stupid you are by the way, you should’ve known how I felt ever since we kissed, I mean, I pretty much almost gave myself to you. Can’t you take a hint?”


“How am I supposed to take a hint when all you ever said was to not pressure you?” Jiyong said while chuckling. Dara whined.


“Can I see your face now?” Jiyong asked after a while.


“No!” She firmly said. “Let’s stay like this for a while.”


Jiyong couldn’t help but smile at his girlfriend’s meekness, a characteristic he thought she would never possess but turned out to be another side of her that would just make him fall in love all over again.

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