YURI POV

I finally finished editing Kyungsan’s pictures and is ready to be printed out. I breathed out a sigh of relief as I managed to finish it in time along with other projects that were due at the end of the day. After packing my bag I happily walked out of the building and into the car where I drove back to my apartment. Today’s been a hectic day with Tae-woo oppa bursting through the door and begging me to help him take photos of Kyungsan, by helping I meant doing the work by myself; I found it funny seeing him on his knees begging. This meant that the time that was reserved only for Yoona was wasted; I really wanted to spend my time with her. But the feud between oppa and Yoong was pretty funny though, they thought that I was oblivious to their actions. It was difficult controlling my laughter when the both of them couldn’t hide their disappointment when one would win some and their smirks when one would lose some. It was rather sweet seeing two people fight for my attention; I don’t think I’ve seen anyone fighting for me so far. But seeing the determination in Yoona’s eyes made me fall harder for her when she went into battle against oppa. I couldn’t help but chuckle remembering how small yoona looked compared to Tae-woo oppa.

I was about to go inside my apartment when a pair of arms wrapped themselves around my waist. I couldn’t help but let out a squeal, suddenly getting a back hug from a random stranger. But I soon relax when I heard a familiar chuckle; I leaned into her body as I enjoyed our little moment while she tightened her hold. We stayed like this for a while until I heard two high school girls giggling as they walked past us. We abruptly pulled apart and smiled at each other before inviting her in.

“So on what occasion does the CEO visit me?” I curtly did a little bow while she just chuckled while she replied back with a little bow of her own.

“To the occasion where I hath missed milady to the point that is breaking my heart.” She wiggled her eyebrows while I turn away trying to hide the blush. I ushered her to sit on the couch while I walked into the kitchen to get some snacks and drinks for us. While I was walking back she stood up and grabbed the tray from my hands seeing as I was having a bit of trouble carrying it, sweet.

“So why did you come here?” She feigned a hurt expression while ‘acting’ as if she was crying and turned away. I could only help but giggle as to how adorable she looked pouting. Seeing as how she’s not turning around I gave her a back hug and pecked her cheek. She tensed at the quick interaction but relaxed into my embrace. Using my own aegyo I tried to get her to face me again, “Yoongie won’t you look at me again?”

In a flash she turned around and pinched my cheeks before saying, “I always have my eyes on you.” I tried facing away but she held my head still with her hands on my cheeks. I didn’t notice how close we were until I felt her breath on my lips. I saw her glance at my lips before looking back into my eyes as if asking for my permission. My heart was beating so hard with how close we were, I leaned towards her the slightest bit and she leaned closer to me as well. I slowly closed my eyes and waited for the fireworks when our lips would touch. But before we were able to feel each other’s lips Yoona’s ringtone echoed in the silent room. Damn. I opened my eyes and flashed her a small smile trying to hide the disappointment in my eyes. She quickly answered her phone and excused herself into the kitchen; I guess it’s from work. I only just realised how disappointed I was with our almost kiss, for the second time we were interrupted.

Pouting I the TV and started eating the snacks that were on the tray. I wasn’t fully into the program being played, as I was too busy remembering how close we were. I haven’t been this disappointed on kissing someone since Suengri oppa. Remembering him caused a chain reaction of events that happened before and after the accident. I didn’t realise that tears were running down my face until I felt someone brushing away the tears that were shed. In my blurred vision I thought that I saw him, but when I blinked Yoona replaced his image. Was it some sort of message that I was finally moving on? Old memories of Seungri oppa flashed in my head, but she soon replaced all of them. More tears exploded from my eyes, making me look like a sobbing mess. I could feel her wiping my tears but more quickly replaced them. She looked at me with sad worried eyes, but there was nothing she could do to stop them from falling.

Until I felt something brush against my lips. Looking up she smiled and leaned in again, this time pressing her lips longer than before. Fireworks, no, explosions of sparks erupted in my body.

“You don’t have to cry anymore Yul. I’m never going to leave you, I’ll always be here.” She grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest, where I could feel her heartbeat; strong and fast.

“Although he is gone, I’ll do my best to make you feel better and move on.” She placed her lips on my hand; her kiss still lingered on my hand. Didn’t he say that to me before leaving me?

“You can’t see him but he’s in here, with me.” Touching her left where her heart was located. No not her heart, his. Engulfing me in a hug we laid on the couch until my eyes became heavy. Listening to her/his heart was a sweet lullaby from the two most important people in my life.

***

I woke up with the sun shining bright and birds singing their sweet good mornings. I walked out of my room and did my morning routines before walking to the kitchen where I started to blend my ma. I was gulping down a huge mouth full when my sight was covered in darkness, spinning around I had the shock of my life, which caused me to spit out the drink on my unsuspected guest.

“Yoong?!” My eyes grew the size of tennis balls when I realized who it was. She stood there scratching the back of her head while giving me a small smile. She was wearing her work clothes and her hair tied up in a messy bun, hot (minus the ma all over her)! Snapping out of my daze I quickly pushed her into the bathroom so that she could get rid of the sticky juice.

I plopped myself on the couch and the TV but I wasn’t paying attention to the program that was being played. My mind kept on wandering how Yoona had managed to get into my apartment; I couldn’t recall any memory when I let her in. I was still lost in my thoughts when she walked into the living room drying her hair with a towel while wearing the clothes that I gave her to change into.

“Remind me to never do that when you’re drinking something.” She flashed me a cheeky grin before plopping herself on the couch next to me. Automatically I turned to her and took the towel before drying her hair.

“How did you get into the apartment? I don’t remember letting you in last night.” I stopped my ministrations while her back was still facing me.

“Don’t you remember? You were-“ She was interrupted by her phone ringing, excusing herself she walked into the kitchen where she answered the call. She was still talking on the phone for some time so I started changing the channels. One channel caught my interest when a picture of white beaches and the unique wildlife, Australia. I guess it’s been a while it sure would be nice to go back there again since it would be nice and sunny.

I was so engrossed on the program since I didn’t notice that Yoona had finished her phone call and had made her way back next to me. After the TV program had finished we went to cozy home café since we were too lazy to make breakfast. Immediately we were bombarded with questions from Narsha unnie and Hyuna seeing as how the both of us had walked in holding hands, I guess it’s still as lively as ever in here. Luckily there were only a few customers who didn’t seem to be too disturbed with the duo’s liveliness in the morning. Sitting at a secluded corner in the café we waited for our orders to come. Being the health nut that I am I ordered an Australian muesli with fruit, nuts and yoghurt; while Yoong ordered pancakes and waffles, just like a new Yorker.

 (Yuri's breakfast)  

 (Yoona's breakfast minus the pancakes... just imagine there are pancakes :p)

We quickly dug into our breakfast as soon as it was paced on the table, seeing as how we were scoffing down the food the Narsha and Hyuna waited for us to finish until we were once again bombarded by questions.

“So are you two dating now? Or what?” They are still asking us about that even though they know the answer? Really unnie?

“We aren’t going out.” Yet. That would be such a nice fairytale.

“Nope, I can’t take that as an answer. I know you two unnies are just hiding it, I can basically feel the lovey dovey goop gushing out from the two of you.” Lovey dovey goop?

“Very true my dongsaeng, very true. Oh no! I think their lovey dovey disease is infecting me! It’s airborne! Quick, hurry up and cleanse me!” Since when was our ‘lovey dovey goop’ become a disease? I could only scoff as the two suddenly jumped up and started rubbing napkins all over themselves, aish these two dorks.

“Yul I think its time for us to go, we’re getting weird stares from the customers.” Amen, I’m with you. Sneakily we slowly made our way to the door when we heard Narsha unnie yell at us.

“You don’t have to pay for the breakfast! Treat it as our present for getting married!” Marriage! The both of us could only be slack jawed as the other customers were applauding us for our engagement. I quickly sent a glare towards the two at the back before retreating out of the café with Yoona towing behind me.

We were both silently walking back to my apartment still in our own world. Marriage? I haven’t even thought about that yet, or even if I would be a good wife when I do get married! I quickly glanced at Yoona and saw that she too was in deep thought, maybe she’s thinking about marriage as well. She would look great in a wedding dress next to her husband. My face gradually turned into a frown thinking about Yoona getting married off to someone else instead of me. Wait, me? A girl marrying another girl, but it’s against the norm though. It’s the 21^st century now, I’m sure that people are slowly accepting same marriage. Hold up, do you even know what you’re thinking about? You’re already thinking about marrying Yoona, your crush, when the two of you aren’t even together. Damn.

“What’s with the frown?” Turning to my crush (Oh my shiz! I actually admitted about having a crush on her! Kyah!!) I flashed her a ‘what are you talking about’ look. But before I could reply she made the funniest look of a flounder and I couldn’t help but laugh seeing her face. She kept on making funny faces until I had tears rolling down my cheeks and had trouble breathing.

“Yah, what was that all about?” My full on laughter had died down to small fits of giggles while I playfully slapped her shoulder, causing her to act as if she had been mortally wounded.

“Nothing. It just looked really serious and had a big ugly frown on your face.”

“Did you just call me ugly?!”

“No I was talking about the frown that’s making an appearance again.”

“So I really am ugly?” I heard my voice crack as I talked and tears were threatening to fall. I must’ve looked like a kicked puppy right now seeing as how she looked really guilty. I was about to walk away when she grabbed my wrist and engulfed me into her embrace.

“I’m sorry Yul, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I could feel sincerity in her voice and faced her only to see her with tears in eyes. Ottoke I made her cry! Not knowing what to do I did the first thing that came into mind, which was making stupid faces just like what she did. She had the cutest surprised look ever, which made me pinch those cheeks. We walked back to my apartment where we she asked me to come with her to Australia as her translator for a business trip. I can only chuckle at how cute she looked when she was trying to find the words to ask me.

FLASHBACK

“ Um Yul?”

“Hhm?” I could only hum as I was to busy trying to cut the vegetables for chicken soup.

“U-Um wou-would you like to comewithmetoAustralia?” Placing down the knife I turned to her.

“Slow down EminIM I can’t understand you, slow down.”

“Oh right. Um would you *cough * like to *cough cough * come with me to *cough, cough, cough * Australia?” I hurriedly gave her a glass of water as I could barely understand her with all her coughing.

“Are you alright? Are you getting sick? Wait, Australia?” Her and me going to Australia?

 “For a business trip. Um we need a translator so um I thought you would be great for the um job.” Oh, I thought it would just be the two of us.

“When is it held?”

“I think it’s on the third and seventh of December.” Oh during my birthday, what should I do? I want to come but this is the first time after a few years to celebrate it with everyone. I think Yoona felt my uneasiness with the dates because she quickly squeaked in an option of backing out.

“I’ll think about it, so just hold off on getting another translator.” After that we finished making the soup and spent the rest of the day together until she had to go back home. Now the question is, to come or not. 

A/N: Tada! So this chapter was supposed to be posted (along with another chapter but i haven't finished it yet..) on Yuri's birthday... a bit late but yeah... Happy belated birthday to my ultimate bias!! yay! ok that was weak....

So i made Yuri lose her memory of their first kiss because of the memories that she had recollected.. i don't know how to explain it that well, but you know when you have a really bad memory of something you usually forget it..? or is it just me? i don't know.. well i'm having some trouble structuring the stages on making their way to Australia... plus i might take a while to update again since we are moving houses.. so i apologise for that. Well as usual thank you for reading this chapter and the author's note (if you did) and also thank you to those who subscribed to this story!! ;)