The moon is everything

Reconciled concert (repost)
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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It was omma and what’s more surprising is Jaejoong behind her. I was about to start shouting at the top of my lungs, then I closed my mouth, trying to not embarrass myself more in front of my performing partner. I cleared my throat and spoke nicely. “What brings the both of you banging at my door early in the morning?” putting a hostile smile.

“He’s looking for you.” Omma moved to the side, revealing Jaejoong clearly to me. I tilted my head to the right and he ‘woke up’ and cleared his throat out of embarrassment. Omma slipped off without us knowing and then it was silent.

“I would like to see your piano and the venue we’re practicing in.” He said softly, but audible to my ears.

“This early in the morning?” I asked and he nodded. I groaned softly to myself and led him to the dance studio. On the way there, we passed by the piano. We stopped there for a while as I allow him to look at the piano. He opened it and started playing, checking if it was in tune and all. He gave a slight smile and stood up, keeping everything back in place. We then headed to the studio which was big. Appa specially made it this size so I won’t feel cramp and lack of space in there.

“This studio is big, almost as big as the stage we’re using. We can arrange everything like we’re on stage. But since the piano is smaller, we can have some sort of barrier so you’ll know how much space you have.” I nodded my head and he smiled. He went out into the living room, waiting for me to wash up and get ready so we can officially start our practice.

Since I just had breakfast, I can’t start dancing so Jaejoong starting playing so I can get the feel of the dance. Teacher Lee say she will come if she’s free. Jaejoong played all his songs and I sat there listening. We decided to practice one song a day or one song in two days.

We started with the opening piece. It has to be very good since it’s the opening and people will judge the concert by the opening. Teacher lee came at 2pm to help us out a little before leaving at 5pm for her personal things. Apparently Oppa came home early, so he came in to disturb us and to convey Omma’s message to have us to have a break.

I sat down on the floor panting while Jaejoong closed the piano slowly and joined me on the floor. Yoochun had no choice but to sit on the floor with us. The room was cold but I was not cold at all due to dancing for a few hours straight. I lay on the cold hard floor and through the mirror, I saw Jaejoong massaging his hands. Maybe we really should have breaks in between. He may just suffer from hand cramps.

“Jaejoong sshi” I said. From the mirror, I saw him stop what he was doing to his hand and turned to look at me. I pulled myself up and looked back at him. “We should record your song so at night, I can practice on my own. And when you’re tired, I can use that to continue.” I said, seeing Yoochun just staring at both of us, looking from left to right to left.

“Sure. But don’t worry about me. I’m fine. I have been through more tedious practices.” He smiled, continuing to massage his hand.

“Don’t be stubborn. You’re obviously not.” Yoochun exclaimed out of nowhere, causing us to get a shock. Yoochun walked over to Jaejoong and took the hand he was massaging and pressed on it lightly, causing Jaejoong to hiss in pain. Yoochun turned and gave Jaejoong the ‘see you’re totally not alright’ look. I saw it through the mirror and could not help but laugh silently.

There was then a knock on the door. The door opened and showed Omma. “It’s time for Dinner. Jaejoong sshi, you’re also invited. So come on down.” She said with a warm smile and 3 of us went down. Jaejoong sat beside Yoochun while I sat down beside Omma with Appa at the head of the table. Today’s dinner was Samgyetang(ginseng chicken soup.). It’s Omma’s specialty too. At the middle of the table, it was Omma’s best dish, Gimbap.

We all started eating, but I notice Jaejoong not eating. He was sitting directly in front of me so it’s obvious to me. I was about to say something when he picked up his chopsticks. However, I could see his hand shaking. He used his left hand to hold on his right wrist, trying to make it stop shaking. It seems like he decided to use a different tactic. He picked up his spoon instead and started eating. However, it was a little more difficult to eat like that.

I looked down at my untouched bowl and got an idea. I cut the chicken and took out the bones and peeled the chicken into smaller pieces. When I was done, I stood up. Everyone looked at me and I gave them a spastic grin. I walked over to Jaejoong’s side. He was quite funny though. He had his spoon in his mouth with him holding onto it and he looked at me like a kid. I smiled, pushed his bowl away slightly and placed mine down in front of him. Apparently, his bowl was quite untouched. The chicken looked untouched and there was lesser soup.

“are you sick?” I asked. He shook his head. I took his bowl and went back to my seat. The whole table had their attention on me. “What?” I exclaimed.

“What did you just do?” Yoochun asked me.

“Exchange bowls? I see that he has difficulty eating so I decided to help him out.” I said and Jaejoong smiled in gratitude. Appa and Omma went back to eating and Yoochun gave up and did the same. Finally I could start eating. However, when did I start being so busybody? Maybe I’m just nice. I then ate peacefully.

When dinner ended, all of us headed to the living room, having the maids clean the dining room. I sat beside Jaejoong who was in the middle of Yoochun and I. I saw him clutching his right hand tightly, trying to not make it shiver so hard. I stood up and yet again caught attention of everyone. I went to Yoochun’s side. “Stand up.” I said.

“Why?” He said as he seems to be in a very comfortable position. “Just stand up. Change seats with me.” I said and he groaned and dragged himself over. I sat down and pulled Jaejoong’s hand. He was shocked at first, but when I pressed his wrist light, he flinched at first, but it seems like the shivering went away slowly and it came to a stop. I let go and Jaejoong took his hand, amazed by the fact it was back to normal.

“How did you…” He was cut off by the ringing of the doorbell. I went to the door which Butler Kim opened to show Donghae. He had his arms opened wide and I jumped onto him and he carried me, holding my waist and turning in rounds. “It’s only a day and you missed me so much?” He said and a smirk starting to appear on his face. “It should be you since you’re the one visiting.” I got off him and his smirk dropped while I smiled. He extended his hand with a smile and we went in hand in hand.

“Oh it’s you Donghae.” Omma said with a smile pinned on his face. “Uncle, Auntie.” He said and sat down beside me on the lover seat. It appears to me that Jaejoong seems a bit uncomfortable with us. Yoochun realized it too and spoke up. “You seem so uncomfortable. Are you ok?” Everyone turned to look at him.

“I’m ok. It’s just I need to go home now. I was thinking how to speak up.” He smiled and Omma and Appa nodded. “It’s ok Jaejoong. You can go home. You don’t have to feel uncomfortable with us. We will get to know each other better.” Omma said and stood up, sending him off. All of us waved to him goodbye as he left.

“He looks like a nice guy.” Donghae said when everyone was into their own conversation. I smirked at him knowing what he was going into. “Are you afraid now?” I asked and he look astonished that I found out his motive. “No. Why must I be? I know my girlfriend would never betray me.” He smile and all I could do was smile back, putting my head on his shoulder.

“You’re tired.” He said as I yawned. I shook my head but he nodded. “I heard from Yoochun that you never stepped out of your studio from 10am till dinner time.” I smiled.

“I’m fine. It’s just that the concert is nearing and there isn’t much time so the both of us decided to be more hard working.” He smiled and pat my head. I stood up causing Donghae to get a shock. “I’m going to shower. I feel sticky.” I then ran up my room and I saw Yoochun sitting beside Donghae.

I took a long refreshing hot shower and came out getting startled by a pair of arms wrapped round my waist. “You scared me.” I said and I could hear him taking in a deep breath. “Lavender.” He said. I turned around to find him smiling. “You sound like a ert.” I said and he laughed an evil laugh trying to be one, but it totally failed.

I then pulled him out of the house to our front porch where there’s a swing. Both of us sat there looking at the moon. “One day, I will design something as beautiful as the moon for you.” Donghae said and I smiled. “I don’t need beautiful jewelry. As long you’re by my side, I’m willing to give up everything.” I said and snuggled nearer to him.

“You should go to bed. It’s late.” He rubbed up arm and I looked at him. I nodded and walked him to his car and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before waving him goodbye. Donghae is someone who gives me energy no matter how tired I am. After Donghae left, I really felt tired. I dragged myself back upstairs and went back to my room. Something got my attention. It was a silver photo album. I smiled and took it out. Inside contained all the pictures I took with Donghae. Flipping through, regained the memories we shared and smiled. I then opened the shoe box he gave me yesterday. I looked at the shoe and touched it. Even though it’s beautiful, I don’t bear to wear it. It’s too precious to wear. I closed the box and sat on my bed.

Looking at the moon, it makes me think of Donghae. It was on a day that the moon was shining brightly when Donghae asked me to be his girlfriend. I recalled it so vividly because he said “The moonlight shining on you makes you prettier, more precious.” Then the both of us gazed at the moon before sharing our sweet first kiss.

I stared at the moon and fell asleep unknowingly. Suddenly, my phone rang. I grabbed it without looking at who it was. “It seems like you feel asleep on your window ledge.” I looked at the caller ID and finally realized who it was…

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Who would the caller be?
I seems like I should update slower
Since there’s no readers
Comments even if you’re a silent reader

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karambolage #1
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Emerald_Lee #3
omg i just finished reading this on winglin - its such a good story
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