[CONTENTID1] Chapter THERTEEN  [/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2] Together

Happy eid for my Muslim readers <3 I love you <3 

After jeongyeon calmed a bit he was able to show his kind image to the teachers and principals, he greeted the partners who were so happy to accompany him to the act, while momo was taking care of iseul who was sleepy and ended up sleeping in her embrace, jeongyeon noticed her and carried him to the car

“be careful” she said

As he sat in the car, iseul was resting his cheek on his dad’s chest while he wrapped his legs around jeongyeon’s waist

Momo was sitting in the backseat staring out of the window innocently while jeongyeon was staring at her, she looked back at him slowly, she raised her eyebrows in shock

“I am thinking about how you will be a good mom”

“ehh?” she blushed

“you take care of iseul very well and he is not your real son, I am impressed” he complimented, while she laughed awkwardly and looked away

Meanwhile chaeyoung was sitting on his bed, checking on his Facebook, he saw a picture of sana with her friends

“My baby is having fun” he said and reacted with a heart ignoring the fact that there was a guy wrapping his arm around sana’s shoulder

He scrolled down and found a post about the cooking competition and the cooking lessons they give, he smiled and got up to the location, he wore a black t-shirt and white pants.

He was driving to the building when he saw mina standing beside it, not alone, but with a tall skinny guy with blonde hair… Chaeyoung knows when guys have feelings for the girl next to them, or how they look at them or act, simply, cause chaeyoung is a player who did all these moves.

Making mina laugh, trying to stand so close to her or staring at her eyes directly, he frowned and gritted his teeth as he parked the car right in front of them making mina stare at him in shock

He walked to them with a fake smile

“oh, chaeyoung?” said mina while the other guy smiled at him but chaeyoung ignored him completely.

“if you are done let me drive you home” he said

“nae, and by the way, this is Bambam” mina said introducing him “and this chaeyoung- “

“Her husband” the latter added while shaking his hand with his

“Huh? Husband? I didn’t know you are married” bambam said while staring at mina

Chaeyoung faked a smile and held mina’s hand and pulled her to his side “It was nice meeting you bambam-ssi, now excuse me” he said bowing his head and dragged mina with him to the car and he was obviously mad

“can I have some explanations?” mina raged in the car

“For?” said chaeyoung coldly, eyes on the road frowning.

“why you told him you are my husband?”

“Ha!? What if your parents met him or your brothers saw you with him?”

“and what if they saw you with sana?” she said glaring at him, he parked on the right and mina left his car

He turned off the engine and followed her

“Mina what’s wrong with you?” he almost yelled

“Me?? I should ask you this question! You are with sana then you come to me and caress my hair and care about me! GO TO HER AND STOP PLAYING WITH MY FEELINGS!” she yelled the last part

She looked away and tears formed in her eyes “I suffered enough in my life from my parents and how they stamp me down, I came here and found a reason to free myself, I am not ready to feel hurt again” she said wiping her tears from her eyes

“I just want to feel worthy” she added while looking at him

Suddenly his lips brush hers. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. She wanted to pull away as the thought of sana came to her mind before she loses herself but she couldn’t seem to…In this minty moment, her senses have been seduced and she can no longer think straight. “Mina” he whispers slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them. She smiles while looking at his eyes, her heart fluttering at his voice as she clasps her hands on either side of his face. Never before has her name ever felt so wonderful a one, as she leans in for another… Ignoring the people walking around them, ignoring the fact that they are in the middle of the sidewalks, ignoring the fact that chaeyoung has a girl waiting for his call… which is sana.

Chaeyoung’s kiss stole the words she didn't need to say. In that silence, all of their secrets were laid bare. In that moment, in his love and embrace, she was strong. One kiss and she had the courage to do what had to be done.

He broke the long kiss and looked at her eyes, catching their breath rhythmically “you got my answer now?” he asked softly

She looked at his eyes and nodded, while he smiled at her “shall we stop acting now? Mina-ssi?” he said the words that she wished to hear… her heart almost came out of its place when he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, gently rubbing her arm. Her stomach fluttered at the feeling of her body pressed against his.

An awkward silence filled the car as he drove her back home

“you have a shift?” Finally, she broke the silence and he nodded

“rest well” he said before she left his car, without looking at her

“You are an , and son chaeyoung!” he yelled while driving to the mansion

“Can you tell me what you want?” he said hitting his heart roughly “I hate falling in love” he whined.

Meanwhile momo was busy in her shop, they received a new merchandise and she was shocked that she was able to manage the whole things, from the dealing with the suppliers to the workers… she was busy signing some papers when she heard the door’s sound

“Welcome-“ she said and looked at the gate to see jeongyeon walked towards her holding a plastic bag, he placed it on her table and smiled

“You are working hard” he said looking around

“nae” she replied shyly while looking down at the papers between her hands

“why you didn’t put a mannequin here? “ he asked pointing at and empty spot

“Do I bother myself with your works?” asked momo

He laughed and nodded “okay okay I won’t say anything”

“I bought you food by the way” he added

“thank you, your kindness is killing me” she joked while he laughed

“I am going now, take care of yourself!” he said and already left

She looked at the food and sighed “He is really different” she said as she laughed

After few hours she went to the Toy store, she decided to buy a toy for iseul as a ‘good job’ for his hard working for the act, she was walking around lost in the many choices of toy types, she passed in front of the Lego section when chaeyoung laughed at her looking at them

“You know? Hyung really likes Lego” said chaeyoung

“really???” she cringed

“yes in Los Angeles he had a table full of Lego’s building or characters”

She looked at one Lego box and smiled.

Yoo manison’s

Iseul couldn’t stay calm as momo bought him more than 2 toys, he was playing with them the whole time until he felt tired, and eventually he slept, While jeongyeon was taking a shower, momo was sitting on the bed nervously, she took the Lego box and place it in the corner where he can notice it  

He came out ruffling his wet hair with the towel when he gasped

“LEGO!” he screamed

“nae I bought it” she said opening it after she sat on the floor, not forgetting her shaking hands and throbbing heart

“For me?” he asked

She yelped, yes she bought it for him but she wasn’t able to say it with words “No! I looove Lego!” she lied, in fact, she doesn’t even know how to play with it.

“oh, okay” he said and he couldn’t deny that he was a bit disappointed, he sat on the bed, eyes glued to the Lego and her.

She opened the box and the construction book, she frowned her brows, she was obviously lost by the amount of pieces.

“How do you do it?” she said in a low voice, holding few pieces in her hand

He sighed and sat next to her on the floor “You take this piece first” he said taking it from her hand, she smiled watching him leading her and showing her where to put every piece, few minutes passed he was laying on his stomach on floor, telling her to search for this and that piece

“Momo give me-“ he said and looked at her to see her resting her head on the wall, knees up to her chest, hugging them like a little child.

He smiled and sat down, staring at her “She is really cute” he said in a low voice