“I…” I looked at the guy named Dongho. He seems to have a very nervous expression pinned on his face. Maybe I should just get this over and done with. Jaejoong on the other hand was looking at me softly, as if his eyes were telling me ‘it’s ok. Take your time.’
“I will help you.” I said and I heard the both of them let out a sigh of relief. I then looked up when I saw a hand in front of me. It was extended from Dongho. ‘Hope we’ll have a good time cooperating.’ I took his hand and shook it with an awkward smile pinned to my face. There’s no way for me to back out of this now.

‘I need to go now. You can come over to discuss with my Omma later if you want.’ I said and left the both of them smiling like maniacs.

When I got home, everyone was at the table other than me. I then got to my seat and apologised to everyone at the table. ‘I’m sorry. I had something to tell Jaejoong sshi’ I said and Omma gave me a look.

‘Alright, Alright. Let’s dig in the food’s getting cold.’ Appa said and we had our dinner like always with fun and laughter. Omma however was unusually quiet. When Dinner ended, she requested for me to help her in the kitchen. I know something is coming my way.

End of Jaebin’s POV

Jaejoong’s POV

It was the best piece of news ever. Jaebin decided to help me out for my concert. This concert will be a big hit. When Jaebin left, Dongho immediately called the related companies about this piece of news and the printing company that he will be over tomorrow to tell them about the design of the posters and everything.

So should I go over and discuss this matter with her Omma since her Omma is somewhat like her manager? I think I should, since it’s something her Omma is related to. ’Dongho ah, we’ll go over after dinner. We have to break this news to her Omma also.’ Dongho just nod while I think of what will happen next.

End of Jaejoong’s POV

Jaebin’s POV

When I entered the kitchen, I saw Omma sitting down waiting for me. I pulled out the chair beside her and sat down, waiting for her to speak. ‘So you’ve agreed to their project?’ that was the first thing she said. ‘Yah, I did.’ I said as I looked down. I then felt a hand on my back and looked up. Omma was giving me a warm smile. ‘It’s your choice. Teacher Lee and I have said that the decision lies in your hands. So no matter what, we’ll support you.’ I nodded and gave Omma a hug. Suddenly, the door bell rang.

I heard footsteps shuffling to the door, opening it. I heard some chatters then “Jaebin-ah, someone’s here to look for you.” There was a hint of mockery in Yoochun Oppa’s voice. I stood up and walked out of the kitchen, trying to see who’s at the door.

I got a shock when I got a glimpse at who it was. I ran straight to door into his embrace. It’s Donghae Oppa. He’s finally back. He’s Lee Donghae, my boyfriend. He went to France for training and he’s finally back. He’s a designer, but not a fashion designer. He designs jewelry. His company is good friends with Oppa’s company. Normally Donghae Oppa’s company would lend Yoochun Oppa jewelry for fashion shows. Yoochun does the same.

I know Donghae because of Yoochun. One day, it was raining heavily and I was still in school. Yoochun normally fetches me home after school, but this particular day, he’s not free and asked Donghae Oppa to come and fetch me. Ever since then, Donghae Oppa would fetch me home from school once in a while, causing so much attention from other students. He drove this black BMW into school and went he steps out of the car, you’ll get hysterical screams from other girls.

When students realized that he knows me, I get countless requests from both guys and girls. Girls would want to be his friends while guys would want him to teach them how to woo girls. During the last semester, Donghae oppa surprised me one day as he came out with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and he gave it to me. After that, we officially started dating. Everyone in my family knows about this all thanks to Yoochun.

“You’re back.” I smiled with my arms around his neck. He gave me his signature smile and I let go of his neck.

“Oh Donghae, you’re back from France.” Donghae then bowed to my parents and all the both of them did was gave a warm and friendly smile. I pulled Donghae Oppa to the couch, settling him down beside me. Donghae gave each of us presents from France. He got Appa red wine and he was so happy. He bought Omma a recipe book that Omma had always wanted. Yoochun got this whole stack of fashion Magazine. Yoochun was so happy that he ran straight to his room and locked himself inside. He said he will give me mine later. I just smiled at how he likes acting secretive about everything.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I went to opened the door and was a little shocked. It was Kim Jaejoong and his manager Dongho. I invited them in and called for Omma. She came shuffling and was also shocked when she saw them. “Omo. What brings the both of you over at this hour?” she asked a little confused about the situation.

“we’re here regarding the concert, but if you’re not free then we’ll come tomorrow.” Dongho said

“It’s ok. Come on in.” Omma said and brought the both of them to the living room where Donghae Oppa was. Appa and Donghae Oppa stood up upon their arrival. They both gave them a nod before sitting back down. “Let me introduce. This is my Appa and this is my boyfriend, Lee Donghae and this is Kim Jaejoong while the other guy there is Lee Dongho.” I said. I sat back down beside Donghae who was giving me an uncomfortable look.

“For the concert, it’s very simple. The concert she has to perform for 7 songs and she can go to Jaejoong for the songs or maybe practice together a few days before the concert.” Dongho said and Omma nodded. Then eyes were all on me. I gulped down my saliva and clutched tightly on Donghae Oppa’s sleeve. He pat my hand as a form of comfort. He nodded his head and gave me a smile before I loosen my grip, facing the people in my living room.

“I think it’s better if we’d practice together from the start. As you said it’s a live music performance, I would then have to practice with the music live.” I said and they looked at me, all their faces scrunched up. I looked at them a little puzzled. Why are they thinking so hard?

“Jaebin-ah” Omma said and everyone turned to look at her. She cleared , wanting to speak when Dongho cut her. “I think it’s a little hard.” He said.

“What is?” I asked

“practicing together. There’s no where that’s available since Jaejoong’s house is a little small to dance in.” Dongho said and I turned to them with a smile. “That’s ok. There’s still my dance studio. I’ll just move the piano in and all will be fine.” I said

“Where would you get the piano from?” Jaejoong asked.

“I have one in my room. Move it in and everything can start.” All of them nodded in agreement and both Jaejoong and Dongho bid us farewell. I sat back down on the sofa heaving a sigh of relief. Donghae then placed his hands round my shoulders, pulling me to lie on his shoulder. I smiled and my parents left, giving us a little privacy.

“Let’s go.” Donghae Oppa said and I looked up at him confused. “Where?” I asked and he just smiled, pulling me out of the house, into his car. He opened the door for me, being gentlemanly. He drove slowly and not long later, we arrived at the park. The park which I’ve always loved, because of the beautiful lake. I took in a deep breath and felt a pair of arms snake round my waist. Knowing who it is, I leaned back into his embrace, enjoying the moment.

When the warm pair of arms left my body, I opened my eyes and was about to turn around when I felt something cold on my neck. I looked down to find a pendent with a silver pair of ballet shoes with diamond embedded on it.

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I turned around and saw his smiling face. “Donghae…” I said and placed my hands around the pendent. He pulled me into a hug and I smiled. “This is something that relates to both me and your career. Both are important in your life and I want you to keep it.” he said. I put my arms around his neck, warming the hug. After a while, he pulled away and turned around, holding 2 boxes in his hand. I looked at him, clueless. He smile and opened the first box. I gasped. It was a pair of silver ballet shoes. I held it on my hand and looked at it. It was what I’ve always wanted. I merely told him that in France, there’s this shop which sells this pair of silver ballet shoes and he bought it.

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He smiled, placing it on the bench beside us. Then he opened the next box. It was a pair of flats. I looked at him as he made me sit on the bench. He took off my heels and wore it for me.

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When he was done, he sat down beside me. “Don’t wear heels anymore. You’re hurting your feet more.” I looked at my leg and looked at the shoes. Although it was simple, it attracted me more and more. I smiled. “I will wear heels on occasions as heels are women’s pride.” I said and he nodded his head slightly. He kept my heels in the box and placed both boxes in the bag he brought along and we took a stroll in the park. We walked hand in hand and I broke the silence.”I know why you don’t want me in heels.” I smiled and he looked at me with his puzzled look. “Why?” he said.

“You don’t want me to be taller than you.” I smiled and he joked back with me. “No I don’t” he said. I laughed and hooked my arms around the crook of his. We totally lost track of time and I got home really late.

“Be careful.” I gave him a peck on the cheek before opening the door, waving goodbye. The first thing I got when I got home was Yoochun asking me what happened. He bugged me all the way to the toilet and when I washed my face, brush my teeth, he would ask countless questions. “Oppa, we’re innocent. We didn’t do anything. We just took a stroll in the park. I think I should find a friend and hook you up with her.” I said as I wiped my face and left the toilet. He was still ‘stalking’ me.

When I got to my room, he was sitting on the chair in front of my bed. “You’re not giving up are you?” I said and Yoochun nodded his head. I went to the table and gave Yoochun the bag. Yoochun opened it and gasped at the pair of ballet shoes. “this…” he stared at it for some time. I just looked at him waiting for him to speak again.

“This is from France. From that shop. He really bought it for you?” I nodded my head and he just shook his head, murmuring to himself. He then took a look at the pair of shoes and just stared at it. He then stood up wanting to leave when he just stopped. He walked towards me and looked at my neck. “Don’t tell me Donghae got you that too?” I nodded again. Yoochun then said something incoherent to me and left. I sat there puzzled, but ignored it, going to sleep.

The next morning, I got woken up at 8am in the morning by some unknown banging on the door. I flung away my blanket and stomped to the door. I banged it open, showing someone whom I don’t expect to see at all…

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Who’s at the door?
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