Look around
Handsome prince, I’m the princess
Everyone is congratulating us

(Ooh La La - Girls' Generation)

"Where am I?" Those wer Byul's first words waking up in a new room, hearing loud voices somewhere and smelling the scent of pork being grill on burning charcoals.

Sitting up on the bed, she saw what she was wearing and groaned as the memories came wave after waves reminding her of what had taken place sometime earlier. And what happened exactly? Well... I just got hitched to a tot- to a stranger. She thought and even scoffed at the disbelief of having corrected herself mid way.

But in some semblance of truth, Kyujong, now her husband, isn't much of a stranger after there fair share of secrets and stories. 

Speaking of which... Where is he? She asked herself getting off the bed right as the wind blew inside the room opening the beautiful scenery for her. She took a minute to appreciate the beautiful hue of the sea then heard the same boisterous laugh coming somewhere around the house. She got curious and without thinking about it, she stepped out of the room to investigate where the voices are coming from and maybe even find her husband along the way.

The more she walked along the hallway, the louder the voice got but she opted not to follow the voice and instead, follow the loud thumping noise coming from what she saw as the kitchen. Her steps were quiet thanks to the fact that she opted not to wear the shoes and soon as she walked inside, her eyes met with those of a big and pudgy man with a chopper on his right hand ready to be swung.

Next thing she knew, she started screaming bloody murder and so did the big burly man dropping his chopper on the floor causing a loud clang. Footsteps and voices rang through the house sending her to flight mode running back to the room where she came from and locking herself in. Her heart was racing and her mind was panicking looking for a place to hide when she saw the closet and that was just to obvious. But when she heard the voices and footsteps, she just went with the most obvious hiding place and locked the door.

She curled herself up to the very end of the closet and covered not wanting to let a single noise escape when she heard the door open with a bang. She bit her lip to keep herself quiet and listened to the people talking outside. 

"I thought you said she ran this way?" The first voice that broke the silence sounded like someone who knew the language but still maintained an accent.

"She did!" The next voice sounded like a local man. "Well? Where is she?"

She prayed that none of them would try and open the closet or that they were actually dumb enough to not even consider it - despite the fact that her hiding spot screamed 'The most obvious hiding spot ever! Just shot me now!.

Then she heard a pair of footstep coming closer.

"Byulyi-ssi?"

Her squeal came out as a yip when she heard the knock and her name being called.

"Byulyi-ssi. It's me, Kyujong." Even after recognizing the voice, she still didn't want to open the closet door.

"She's there?" She was shocked to hear the man with the accent speak in their language.

Wait... Kyujong-ssi said something about his dad... The realization hit her and it just made her feel so foolish. Arghhhh! Nice first impression Moon Byulyi!! Great! Just freaking great!

"Byulyi-ssi. I'm opening the door, okay?" She panicked and jumped to hold the door knob to keep it closed. "Eoh? Byulyi-ssi?"

"What's wrong? Does she not want to come out?" The voice was hushed but loud enough for her to hear through the slotted door and she could only assume that this man was Kyujong's father. "I don't know."

"Ei buddy. Do you want me to help you pull it open? You know I can do it with just one arm." Suggested the local but thanked the fact that Kyujong refused kindly. "It's all good, Koa."

Byul knew she couldn't stay there forever at the risk of making herself look more like a fool than she already did so she desperately turned to that one person she could really trust the most right now - her husband. "K-Kyujong-ssi." She said in a quiet voice.

"What was that?"Kyujong's dad said.

She heard Kyujong telling them to be quiet. "What is it, Byulyi-ssi?"

"C-can I talk to you alone?" She basically pleaded and then seconds later, the door closed. "You can come out now. It's just me."

Byul didn't even know if she wanted to come out after what she did feeling totally embarassed. She did anyway and opened the door with Kyujong standing with his hand held out ready for her to hold.

"T-thanks." She muttered head bowed low ashamed to meet his eyes. 

Kyujong chuckled and cupped both her cheeks to make her look at him still she averted her eyes. "Oh come on. Byulyi-ssi, please look at me."

She shook her head no.

"You shouldn't be embarassed. I was about to check up on you but I shouldn't have left you in the first place." He said turning his head to look her straight in the eyes but she'd just turn the other way. "Yah." Kyujong chuckled and resorted to one thing. "I'm going to kiss you again if you don't stop that."

With that, even with her beet red face, she looked him straight in the eyes with hers opened wider than a saucer.

"Okkkaayy. Now that's just creepy." He said holding her at arms length.

Byul glared at him and hit his shoulder. "Where were you?! Do you know how scared I was meeting that big guy with his chopper?! I thought he was going to kill me! Gah!!! Do you even know how stupid I feel right now?!" She plopped down on the bed hiding her face on her palms. "I don't think I can even show my face to whoever's out there at all."

Kyujong chuckled then started laughing. Byul glared and hit him twice in the leg but after a minute or so, she couldn't help but laugh along at how ridiculous her tirade sounded.

I can't even... Seriously? What is happening to me? What is this man doing to me? She thought. She wasn't one to be so dramatic about things and this was just one of the rarest moments she's even been in her life and she could only put the blame on this one person who's better known as Kim Kyujong. Thinking about it again, she agreed with herself as she thought how she'd turn into this blushing shy whiny dramatic girl in just a couple of days after meeting the man. She could easily check out the blushing and shy part knowing what (who) the cause but it was just her pride telling he it was something else.

"Ugh! This is your fault though." Byul snarled at Kyujong.

The man just nodded not knowing what he agreed on and then ruffled her hair. "Yeah. Sorry, dad wanted me to entertain the guests."

"Guest?" Her brows creased. "Eoh. You feel asleep when I was talking about it in the car so let me give you a run down on what happened so far."

Kyujong explained to her that after the ceremony, they headed straight to his father''s house and when they arrived, he snucked her inside his old room while his dad distracted the guests. He said he wanted to stay with her but because his father's found out about the impromptu wedding of his only son, they came to the house and started cooking and preparing for the both of them so he left her to rest and for him to entertain the guests and explain what happened to his bride.

"Oh my gosh..." Byul groaned in despair. "I'm so going to be the of their jokes today!" She whined with a nasally voice that surprised her. "Eoh? Why am I being like this? Again!" She groaned some more annoyed with her dramatic behaviour only confusing Kyujong.

"Huh? Why are you being like what?" He asked.

"Like- " She cleared hoping to clear up the whiny nasally voice. "Like whiny and dramatic. I'm never whiny and dramatic! Never! That's not me! Agh! Stop it!" 

Byul was pretty sure she was just making herself look more a fool than she already does as she continued to scold herself in front of her husband. 

But the said husband didn't seem to be bothered by it.

Instead, he looked more amused at the scene unfolding infront of him. "Wait. Is this you having a melt down? O-owoh..." He stopped laughing and avoided eye contact immediately after receiving a death glare.

Byul was just to give him the whacking of his life when they heard a knock on the door and she just grabbed the sheet and hid under it.

Kyujong shook his head finding her act all too cute. "Who is it?"

"Alani! Open up Jongie!" Said the woman and she heard him walk to the door and an attempted hushed conversation between the two happened. They were discussing as to why there was a big lump under the sheets instead of a girl sitting on the bed when Kyujong mentioned something about being embarassed making Byul groan letting them know she could hear them.

"Come now, dear. Everybody's been waiting for the woman who managed to snag little Jongie here. They're not going to laugh after what happened." Byul felt the sheet being taken off and she sat up along with it. Alani gasped and smiled brushing hair out of her face. "Beautiful."

Byul felt awkward and then looked to her other side where Kyujong stood and felt that tinge of annoyance as she involuntarily kicked him in the shin only realizing what she's done when the man groaned and sat on the floor in pain rubbing his aching shin.

"Sorry. Sorry. I-I... I'm sorry." Byul squeaked taking over his hand and rubbing the pained part for him.

Alani chuckled pulling Byul to sit back up on the bed and ignoring Kyujong. "Let him be. Right now, we need to do a little bit of retouch here before we meet everyone. Okay?"

"K-Kyu..." Byul trailed off and just pointed at the man left on the floor.

"He'll live." The older woman shrugged him off and continued to retouch her make up.

"Nice of you to care." Kyujong snarked getting up and limping. When he attempted to sit on the bed next to Byul, Alani scolded him and shooed him off telling him to go fix himself in the bathroom.  "What? But this is my room." 

"As far as I'm concerned, what's yours is hers. And right now, she needs the room more than you do." Alani raised a brow at him daring him to say something when he just groaned and limped out of the room.

Byul pursed her lips feeling unlikely herself with the woman in front of her. And it seems that the woman could easily notice it.

"Don't worry, dear. Noone here is out to hurt you. They all simply want to see the beauty they've heard who scared big Koa earlier." Alani was now finished with her make up and asked her to move to the chair so she could fix her braid. "Besides, they'rll be more impressed to see how beautiful you are and they'll just end up teasing how a fool like Jongie there managed to snatch someone like you.That boy neved did notice any of the beauties around here even after spending most of his childhood over here only returning to Korea after graduating highschool."

"In fact, I can't even recall how many times beautiful girls would come and parade theirself in front of Kyujong only to be shut down when he introduces them as classmates or friends. I even contemplated at the possibility that if he merely saw girls as friends, maybe - just maybe, he prefered someone more on his side of the team."

"WHAT?!" Kyujong came bursting in on them right as Alani finished telling her story and braiding Byul's hair and making both women gasp in surprise. "Ma! What were you telling here?! "

Alani rolled his eye at him. "And I though women were dramatic."

That just blew it for Byul who immediately got to laughing as soon as she heard her say that.

"It's not funny!" Kyujong whined only making her laugh even more.

"Okay. Okay. Enough for now. Let's not ruin your make up, beautiful." Alani came to her side and rubbed her back helping her relax but Byul still couldn't help but snort a laugh or two when she looked at Kyujong.

A minute later, Kyujong and Byul walked hand in hand following Alani who then pulled them out to the deck after warming up the crowd for them. And as soon as Byul came walking out trying to stay calm, the crowd went silent in awe until someone started to clap and everyone else followed howling along.

"Everyone! I'd like you to meet Byulyi, my wife!" Kyujong introduced proudly and Byul awkwardly smiled after bowing. "And Byul, I'd like you to meet everyone. They've been my friends and family since dad brought me here and they really treat me as one. So don't be afraid."

"E-eoh. I-it's just really awkward." Byul muttered.

"Ei! Stop talking and kiss already!" Someone from the group of people shouted and everyone naturally joined in urging them to kiss.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Kiss already!" An older Korean man, who Byul rightly assumed as Kyujong's dad urged the two of them pushing them body to body. "Trust me. It's the only way they're going to stop." He whispered to the two before stepping back and letting the two decide what to do.

Byul met Kyujong's eyes and it she didn't need to voice out that she didn't know what to do.

"You trust me right?" She nodded with a weak smile. "Good."

Next thing she knew, she had her arms wrapped around his neck as their lips savoured each other like there was no tomorrow in front of fifty or maybe even around a hundred crowd of people.

*N: ... ... ...

Have any of you been watching the replays of Idol Drama Operation Team's vlive?

Miss Moon Byul Yi is so damn fine. (be still... my gay heart...)

Hope you liked it! <3

BTW; can you guys give me a suggestion for the N title? I know a lot of songs but my brain becomes useless the minute i need it.

Any suggestion would be greatly appreciated! <3