Ha Neul’s POV
I woke up next morning. It was almost 2 and Jong In was still sleeping. I didn’t want to wake him up though. He must have not slept at all at night for him to be still asleep. We were holding hands, all night we hadn’t parted one bit but it felt all too nice.
Even now I still don’t want his warmth to leave me. Kim Jong In, why do you have to be such a nice person?
You definitely deserve better than this. Even fate has been mistreating you in all of those lives. It has taken your life so many times.
Then again, it always looks like you’re dying because of me. Maybe it’s me that brings you all of this misfortune… “Why do you look this sad?” his voice brought me back from my thinking. Jong In had woken up. I couldn’t give him a reply though, because for a fact I wanted to cry.
Just from the way he looked at me I wanted to let it all out. Tell him the truth and ask for forgiveness because he’s never been happy with me around him. Thinking back to this maybe it would be better to just let him go once this is done. I don’t mind living for another life… “Ha Neul… why are you crying?” he got up and I had to follow. “Did you have a nightmare?” all of this kindness I don’t deserve it one bit. “I dreamed of Tae Joon” I lied. It’s the only thing I can do best at this point. I just can’t tell him the truth, because first of all he’s going to think I’m crazy and second he’ll hate me for what I’ve done in all of our pasts. For some kind of reason that scares me. “Tae Joon? That man seriously needs to leave you alone damn it. One day I’m going to find him and beat him up for whatever he’s done to you.” I couldn’t help but laugh at his cute way of him wanting to protect me. “You know that you’re extremely cute, right?” he raised an eyebrow but soon laughed about it. I’m pretty sure he loved that comment. We both got up from bed and went to the kitchen. Jong In sat on a chair staring at me and I went ahead and cooked something for us to eat.
Noodles was the first idea that came to mind, so I proceeded with it. “I don’t know how you do it but your cooking is the bomb. For some kind of reason I’m always excited to eat whatever you present me” “Flattering. I’ll make sure to give you an extra portion Mr. Kim” “Wow the service here is pretty awesome, would definitely recommend” “Am I a restaurant?” I laughed as I threw him some flour. This is how I make my noodles. Everything should be homemade. And I owe it all to my past lives. “You should probably open one with such skills. But if you do, I want to be the one trying every first dish of the day. It’s my policy” Well this definitely doesn’t sound like a proposal… Why am I even thinking of this dammit. I know he and I have a past together where we were more than friends but I don’t have to think like that at all… “Well I don’t have to own a restaurant for you t