Chapter 3 – Kajima (Don’t go.)

 

I felt a warm breath spread across my face. Is it summer during Septembers in Korea? Well, I think not. O_O I tried collecting myself and saw blurry light from the outside. Oh, it’s morning already. I blinked twice so I could see clearly and what great scene I could see in the morning. Lee Joon’s face next to mine, prolly less than 5cm away from my face. Kekeke. This is great of a dream. And I closed my eyes again.

“HOLY CRAAAAAAAAAAAP” I shouted out and suddenly opened my eyes. MY LIFE. LEE JOON JUST CENTIMETERS AWAY FROM ME. HOW INTIMATE IS THIS. This weekend has been too much for me! I couldn’t catch my breath. Lee Joon’s heavenly face was really this close to my face! If I pouted or just moved to stretch, I could’ve kissed him. OH MY GOD. Kissing Lee Joon? I could faint by the thought of it. Aiya Sandy, compose yourself, early in the morning, what are you thinking?!

I felt sorry, I shouted too loud that Lee Joon stretched out and formed a grumpy face.

“wah? eotteoke dwengeoya? geusoeumeun mweoji?” (Huh? What happened? What’s with all the noise?) he sat beside me while scratching his head. “Oh I’m sorry Sandy-ah. Good Morning!” and he flashed me my favourite smile. Without makeup, he still looks, I don’t know, Godly? I couldn’t find the right terms. His white teeth flashed at me and I think it’s too bright. I watched his smiling face and I couldn’t help but notice his eye smile. So it’s true, seeing Lee Joon’s genuine smile really is contagious. I can’t help but smile too. BUT OH GOD, I STILL CAN’T HELP BUT FANGIRL IN MY HEAD. THIS IS JUST TOO MUCH. I WAS ONLY REBLOGGING THIS GODLY SMILE AND EYE SMILE IN TUMBLR BUT NOW I COULD SEE IT FACE TO FACE. MY MIND’S ALL TIRED OF THIS SPAZZING QUIETLY, I MAY DIE ANY MOMENT NOW.

I stopped all my quirky ideas and quickly stood up.  Sunday morning with Lee Joon. I thank you Lord for giving me such a great blessing here in Korea, you could really take me anytime now :>

I checked out the time, and it’s only 10AM. Probably we could still eat breakfast? I’ve been accustomed on eating bread and milk in the morning; I hope it’s alright for him. I tried asking him, “uhmm. Lee Changsun-ahjussi, would you want milk and bread for breakfast? It’s uhmm. It’s the only food around here. And it’s too early for lunch.”

He gave me a blank face like I talked too much; he didn’t even understand a single thing. I’ll do this slower this time. “uhm, milk?” making gestures such as drinking milk by holding an invisible glass and reaching it to my face. “And bread?” I tried holding an imaginary cookie and tried munching it in front of him. I can LOL at this, I feel like a clown making a kid laugh. -.- “For breakfast?” and I tried swaying my arms alternately up and down like eating with a spoon and fork. How the hell could I act out the word ‘breakfast’ huh?!

He bit his lip. OMFG WAIT BEFORE I NARRATE, HOLY HE BIT HIS LIP. THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME I FEEL MY OVARIES EXPLODE. THAT GESTURE WAS JUST UGGHHH. SOMEONE STOP ME OR ELSE I’LL JUMP ON HIM NOW AND I MEAN NOW. But no, I breathed so hard. I think I’m back to normal. So yeah, he bit his lip and nodded. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out kekeke probably he doesn’t know what to say. But finally he managed to tell me, “okay.” That was it?! Yeah. I hope he really understood my mini acting class a while ago.

I stood up and prepared the milk and bread for breakfast. I’m really guilty I couldn’t feed him the right thing or I couldn’t prepare a better menu for him. Well he caught me unprepared though! I first watched him before I reached up for the milk container and I see he’s just looking around. I feel his awkwardness. Hmm, I should do something about this. Ooops! He saw me looking at him. This is awkward, we were like staring at each other for almost 5 minutes.

“Ugh.. uhmm..” I looked away and I feel my face flushing. What do you expect, Joonie looking straight at you? Wearing a white, oversized shirt and pants? With after- hair? (LOL I hope you don’t get this the wrong way though. We call a very messy hair ‘after-’ hair here. Like a casual word or something. Kekeke just to describe to you that his hair is really messy, but hot at the same time keke) He’s just too much. “Do you want to take a bath first ahjussi?” I managed to ask.

He gave me that blank look again. Aiya joon-ah. Are you really babo?T_T or I’m just talking too fast? And I repeated what I said again. “Bath?” I acted like taking a shower while pointing to the bathroom.

“ah, yes. Okay!” he replied. Wow, was that all he could tell me? Okay? Yes? -.- Oh wait. He told me a phrase other than okay and yes, last night…

“Sandy-ah, I’m scared.”

Kekeke I couldn’t help blushing whenever I rewind it on my mind. Hearing him say my name out loud, it’s like all the best melodies and music in the world, compiled in one song :3 Anyway, I saw him standing up and going straight to the bathroom.

“Whew, that was awkward.” I managed to say out loud while gathering all the bread loaf I have and preparing the milk for breakfast. We need to have a more lively morning; I opened up Bloo and played MBLAQ songs. Maybe this way he’d remember something. It’s getting difficult to live with him since he’s not that used to talking in straight English for days.

I started off with Scribble. Ekekeke my favourite song.

“Gaseume…nae gaseume..ppaegoghi geudaeman sseoineunde..”

Finally he got out of the bathroom, and I was in the middle of munching my slice of bread. I looked at the opening bathroom door, since my dorm was only small one floor-ed one. If you could imagine my dorm, it’s just like a big room. When you enter from the door, you could practically see everything. Look to your right, and you could see the wall. Nothing much. When you look straight ahead, you could see the bathroom door in the left corner, a window and the sink and stove on the other side. A small square table’s in front of the sink and stove, with two chairs. And at the right side, you could see my desk, a cabinet with a small space where I could place my laptop and some books on the shelves. There’s a wide space in between since I have no bed, I could only sleep on the floor.

So where was I, oh yes, I was sitting at the table, at the side closest to the bathroom, so my back was facing the bathroom. When I heard the door open, I don’t know why but I looked at the side and I saw Lee Joon step out of the bathroom. He was obviously not comfortable walking but was capable; probably his sprain is still painful. He washed out the dirt he had from his accident, but there were scratches on his arms. His wound on his head couldn’t be seen, thanks to the bangs. And oh, I’ve left a very special detail. He’s topless.

HELL YEAH. OVARIES EXPLODE NUMBER TWO. FREAKING TOPLESS LEE JOON, MY FOREVER WISH AND NOW HE WAS SO CLOSE TO ME, I COULD FEEL THE HEAT FROM THE BATHROOM, I COULD EVEN FEEL MY WHOLE BODY AND FACE HEAT UP. My jaw dropped open, and I felt the bread I was holding drop from my hands. Good thing I wasn’t holding my cup of milk or else, it would’ve meant more job around the room.

He was using my towel to cover his you-know-what. OH MY GOD, MY TOWEL TOUCHING HIS. OH STOP THIS, THIS IS TOO OVERBOARD. I hope I have a spare towel with me. I couldn’t imagine sharing a towel with Lee Joon. But why not? Kekeke he walked towards me while I was still out of myself, jaw open. He patted my face and I see his abs on directly on my face. DO YOU REALLY WANNA KILL ME THIS EARLY OPPA? YOU WANT ME TO YOU?

I got back to my senses when I shook my head. I seriously am proud of my self-control. Keke OH GOD. Clothes? Probably he’s gonna ask me for clothes.

“Clothes?” he finally said. Oh crap. I knew it. I don’t have briefs with me?! This is just uggghh. -.- would it be okay for him to only wear shorts and shirt instead? Or wear shorts instead of a brief?  Like having boxer shorts? Or would it be alright for him to re-wear his briefs again? God what should I do. I can’t lend him my ! It’s all used! And for god’s sake, ? MY ? No way.

I couldn’t utter a word. “Ah..i don’t have underwear for boys with me ahjussi.” And I thought of a bright idea.

I immediately ran out of the room, to the 4^th floor. Kim-ahjumma’s room. Oh, let me tell you what my “dorm” or if this is an “apartment” looks like. There are 4 floors, and only a room in each floor. It’s just a small building. The first floor is empty, no one lives in it. The second floor is occupied by a woman, but I haven’t seen her yet I think. I don’t know, I’ve been only here for a month. I live in the third floor and kim-ahjumma, the owner of the building lives on the 4^th floor. Kim-ahjumma is a Korean, mid 50’s I think. I don’t know if she has a family. She’s good in English, I heard she was an English teacher back then, that’s why it wasn’t that hard for me to talk to kim-ahjumma. I’ll ask her if she has any men clothes in her dorm. I hope she does.

I knocked when I reached the 4^th floor and hoped she was home. Thankfully she opened minutes later and flashed me a smile. “Good morning Sandy-ah! What brings you here? Having any problems?”

“Kim-ahjumma! Annyeong~ sorry for bothering you this early. Do you have any men clothes around? I need it for uhmm. For a project! Keke. We will be needing disguises. I need underwear, top and bottom clothes.” I asked, I felt my face redden. What?! Lame excuse to be in disguise. How could I ask a woman for men clothes. Oh please! I hope you have some T_T

“Ah I see dear, wait a moment, I think our past male dormers left some clothes and other things. Let me check. I’ll be checking on my son’s clothes too.” Wow, so she has a son, but I wonder where he is? LOL not my business. I waited for her patiently outside and she came back not so long after, in hand is a grey shirt, khaki shorts and wow! Grey briefs! I hope Joonie doesn’t mind wearing used underwear. Disgusting X_X but I think it’s clean though.

“I hope that’s alright dear. It’s all I could come up with from our closet. Kekeke it’s all yours!” she handed it over to me and I just let out a smile

I bowed very low and said “Kamsahamnida Kim-ahjumma!” and I quickly rushed downstairs to give joonie the clothes I got.

When I entered my room, he was sitting at the table, opposite my side, and he has finished the milk I prepared, and he’s almost done eating the whole loaf of bread I placed on the table. Waaaiii, I’ve only eaten a slice T_T oh well, I should understand, he’s been through a lot. I tried closing my eyes so I couldn’t be seduced by his err, topless wet look. I handed him the clothes and he grabbed it, and limply walked back to the bathroom. 

I finished my glass of milk, then cleaned the place up. It wasn’t really messy at all, it’s just that I need to keep the dirt off the floor since I sleep there. I don’t want to wake up itching the next day you know.

When Lee Joon finished changing his clothes, I just gulped all of my saliva and opened my mouth again. Aiya, he’s really not a human! Being this good-looking? I swear! He’s not alive! I stared at his barefoot feet, wow wide well-cut nails. Turned my eyes up and saw manly legs. Very muscular, I could see his veins popping out and wow, his legs are flawless. I expected male legs to be filled with think, curly hair but no. Lee Joon’s was an exception, it was manly enough, you could see the traces of muscle on his legs, but his leg hair was not thick for a man, you couldn’t even see the hair unless you look closer. I scanned his khaki pants, it really fit him well, but the shirt. The grey shirt. Oh good heavens. Kim-ahjumma lent us a small sized shirt, not really small sized but it fitted joonie just right, you could see his pecs emerging, wide chest, y torso. Aiya *noseblood* and finally, my eyes reached his face. He looked shy. Probably uncomfortable wearing clothes that were not really his. His eyes were glimmering, looking back at me, his hair was still damp and beads of water were dropping. Am I in heaven? Someone wake me up now.

“Sandy-ah? Annyeong?” he told me while waving his hands side to side. Sheesh, much like a kid. I give up. It’s been probably the fifth time I lost my consciousness staring at him like that.

I opened up the TV so he won’t die of boredom while waiting for me on the bathroom. He just playfully nodded and sat down in front of the tv on the floor, legs crossed. I then entered the bathroom, removed my clothes, I smelled my towel first kekeke felt Joonie’s warmth from using it earlier (OKAY. I should stop this daydreaming now.) and switched the shower on. Gaaaah this was cold, I jumped out of shock..oohh..ahh.. there much better. I just stood there, feeling the drops of water on my body. What should I do now? I couldn’t actually leave Lee Joon here? And the whole world’s worried about him. It’ll be too mean of me to keep him here at my dorm as much as I want to. His parents are really worried right now. The company must be anxious to know he’s still missing. Oh no, Seungho, GO, Cheondung and Mir are surely depressed and worried right now. And the A+ and Joonie fans, I’m sure they’re all dying to know how Joon’s doing and where he is right now. Don’t think he’s dead. He’s absolutely fine.

I’ve been on the shower, probably 15 minutes already doing nothing. I haven’t really thought straight this weekend. I got so excited over Joonie staying here with me, and even living with me. If only I don’t have the conscience, I’d keep him with me. But I do have conscience and I’m guilty now, I think I should bring him back. And besides, I can’t afford living with him. I don’t have the money anymore to accommodate him of his needs. And I couldn’t even have a decent conversation with him. Yeah, this is for his own good, my good and all of the people’s good, I should bring him back now.

I hurriedly finished my bath, changed to decent clothes and rushed to kim-ahjumma’s room again.

“uhmm, annyeong kim-ahjumma! I need your help…” I was standing at her doorway and was swaying around. Embarrassed that she wouldn’t understand what I’ve done. Probably she’ll also get mad why I didn’t tell her earlier. Oh gosh, I’m scared. I told her the summary how I met him, what I did and what I need to do now. Her actions were unexpected though, after finishing the story I was telling her, she was just smiling throughout and nodding. And this got me LOL-ing in my head (since I can’t really laugh out loud in front of her, it’d be too rude of me) she told me, “Lee Joon? Is that an artist? Really? I haven’t heard about him. Are they really famous? Go on dear, I’ll be checking on you downstairs later. I should get some stuff first before call the agency for help.”

LOL talk about being old :P Kim-ahjumma hasn’t heard about MBLAQ. That’s not new, though I got disappointed she doesn’t know them but I think this is much better, she won’t be over reacting about that manner since she doesn’t know them anyway.

I got back to my room and saw Joon all giddy~ what is he watching anyway? I didn’t see much and of course didn’t understand a single thing as usual. I just saw two men talking and laughing. Probably a variety show. I watched Lee Joon again and he was clapping his hands again and laughing quietly. Oh you’re such an adorable thing Lee Joon, let me squish you!

At last, Kim-ahjumma came in the room. I bowed, been accustomed to this respect gesture, and at the same time, Lee Joon seem shocked but also bowed when he saw me did it. She then started talking to kim-ahjumma, I heard, “Annyeonghaseyo, Kim Yun Kyeong ibnida. Geurigo i-changseoneyo? Mannaseo bangawoyo.” (hello! I’m Kim YoonKyung. I heard you were Changsun? Nice to meet you!) Oh thank goodness, Lee Joon’s blank, worried stare changed to a happy and excited smile. I heard him respond to Kim ahjumma “ye ye!” and they talked deep Korean again.

The last thing I heard was Kim-ahjumma saying, “cheolmeun-i, museun il-i isseossneunji gieoghasibnikka?” (Young man, do you remember what happened?) and Joon slowly responded, “Byeollo gieogi anna. Hajiman majimakeuro gieognaneun keoteun i-da…” (I do not remember much. But the last thing I remember is…) Then I didn’t understand a single thing since both of them were talking really fast in Korean, I couldn’t even build a sentence from their conversation. I just turned to my laptop and viewed updates in MBLAQATTACK.

Finally when they were done talking with each other, Kim-ahjumma called me. “Sandy yah!” and she gestured me to sit down with them. My heart just leapt. What will happen? What will they tell me?

“Sandy-ah, Changsun-ah told me what happened to him and how he got here. He told me that he doesn’t remember much but the last thing he knew was he was riding on a van with some other guys that he thinks he know but he doesn’t remember, and a truck were to crash them from up front. He said he was scared he might die so he crawled and jumped out of the open window while the van was screeching and he landed on an unknown street here in Chungcheong. He wanted to ask for help but no one was around the street he landed on, so he got up, walked some meters until he reached our apartment building. He tried knocking on the room on the first and second floor but no one answered. He was so tired and exhausted that he thinks he couldn’t make it, but he still made his way to your floor, which was a good thing you answered. But out of probably exhaustion and fear, he fainted and thus the two of you being together now.” Kim-ahjumma finished. Every word she told me was so depressing. The boys, from a fanmeeting, as I’ve read online, were on an accident, because of a stupid truck driver who doesn’t know how to overtake properly? I clutched my fists and I felt my tears slowly fall.

Lee Joon was beside me and intently watching me. I couldn’t properly describe his face. He wasn’t smiling nor he wasn’t frowning. He just looked at me, his head cocked to one side. Was he worried? Or he just didn’t understand what we were talking about. But moments after, I felt the back of his hand on my cheek. He was wiping away the tears that escaped my eyes. Then I heard him say, “Why cry?”

I couldn’t express what I felt; I nearly forgot to breathe since I flinched upon feeling his skin on my cheek. I was sure I felt electrocuted when he wiped my tears but I just showed him my sweet smile and answered “Aiya, it’s nothing Lee Changsun-ahjussi. I’m okay.” And I felt myself sobbing.

I think Lee Joon let it off since he moved his hand away. But I heard him again, “Changsun..”

“What?” was all I managed to say. Why did he need to say his name out loud?

“Changsun? Please? Call me Changsun.” I felt my soul leave my body again. Will this day get any better? He was telling me to call him by his first name? Is this it? Does he remember himself now?

I smiled back and stopped sobbing. Kekeke him telling me to call him Changsun was probably an unexpected way of making me stop worrying about them. I nodded and replied, “Yes, Changsun.”

GAAAAAHH I could feel the blood rush to my veins again. KYAAAA CHANGSUN-AAHHH. I COULD FREEEEELY CALL YOU CHANGSUUUUN :3

I was blushing too much I forgot that Kim-ahjumma was with us. I looked at her, worried what she might think of this stupid interaction of ours, but I just saw her nod and smile sweetly. Aiya what’s wrong with these peopleeee. But I’m just too happy kekek~

Kim-ahjumma and I spoke in private while Lee Changsun-ahjussi, ahh, I meant, Changsun (KEKEKE HIHIHI AIYAAAAA~ :”>) fiddling with my laptop. I made him look at MBLAQ pictures and listen to their music. It might knock the sense out of him. It was giving positive feedbacks since he looks like singing along, but I feel his indifference, like ‘Why do I know this song? Was that me singing?’ kind of face he showed. Practice, rehearsals and training must be too tough since his singing and dancing to the tune of their songs was like involuntary to him. But what the hell, he’s just under short-term memory loss after all; he didn’t really lose everything, like back to an infant kind of mindset.

“UWAAA?!” I heard Lee Joon shout. Aiya?! What happened? I heard the panic in his voice; I immediately rushed to his side. Did he read something bad? Did he see something he shouldn’t have seen in the internet? Wait. Does he even know how to use the internet? Well whatever. As I got to where he is, I saw my laptop off. AIYA?! What happened to my laptop?! I glared at him so evilly, he just looked down and tangled his fingers.

“uhh.. Sandy-ah.. mianhaeyo, keompyuteoreul mangchil kankeon ani-eyo.” (sorry, I ruined your computer) he pouted while he said that. Gaaaahh. Do you need to be this adorable while telling me you’re sorry Changsun-ah? I sighed and patted his head. His pout turned to a big smile. What a view. I breathed deeply and tried knowing why my laptop suddenly died. Oh now realization hit me, I forgot to plug in my laptop, and it ran out of batteries. Talk about no knowledge on gadgets and stuff Changsun :| you should’ve told me it was running out of charge. Oh well, I expected you didn’t know. I plugged the laptop in and it started running again. I saw the relief on Joonie’s face and he suddenly hugged me. But released me just as the desktop showed. Aiya, now you’re glued to my laptop now? Kekeke oh well.

So, as I was saying, I was talking to kim-ahjumma and we were thinking on how to get him back. I gave her a set of phone numbers that I saw earlier on TV and on the web on what to contact in case we know where Lee Joon is. We figured that calling them was the best option, since it was dangerous for us to bring Lee Joon anywhere, knowing some crazy girls might glomp on him, and his right ankle sprain wasn’t really going to let him walk a long distance from here.

Kim-ahjumma started calling the numbers, and I heard “ye..ye.” and other random Korean sentences. I don’t remember hearing clear statements. Probably she was describing to the caller on how to get here. She flashed me a smile when she ended the call, probably a way of telling me that they’ll be there in a minute.

I felt my stomach growl. I took a peek at the clock and it was already 12PM >3< and I’m sure Changsun is hungry too. I need to make this lunch special, since I won’t be seeing him around anymore. Kim-ahjumma looked at me, probably she heard my noisy stomach.

“Paegopa.” (I’m hungry.) I shyly said. She chuckled a bit and offered to make lunch for us. This is way too great! I could taste real Korean food, and at the same time a very memorable meal before Joonie leaves. Kekeke~

Kim-ahjumma wrote to me a list on what to buy. She told me she’ll be preparing Kimchi Bokumbap. I asked her again what it is and she just said, Kimchi Fried Rice. I think I heard this Korean food a long time ago. Errr. Where..when. AAHH YES! KEKEKE and I just laughed to myself :)) this was the food Joonie hated since the agency always fed the same thing to them every day, and I remember from interviews I watched and articles I read, that he missed it too when the agency changed the menu for him. Keke aiya Joonie, I hope this kimchi fried rice will make you remember what you’ve forgotten XD

I asked Kim-ahjumma to keep Changsun company while I was away, buying the ingredients. Keke I’m sure Changsun will enjoy talking and interacting with Kim-ahjumma since he can freely speak in Korean and he could hear her answer back in Korean too. Keke I really realized he had this hard time speaking to me in English. I just felt sorry for him.

The supermarket wasn’t really far away from my dorm. It was just along the street to the right, a few meters walk. And I was enjoying this short stroll to the market, I didn’t notice I was home already. As soon as I was back, Kim-ahjumma started cooking and I saw myself browsing the net again while Changsun was enjoying himself flipping through the channels on the TV. Was it this long since he last watched TV? Poor man, being a really famous idol made him a lot busy, he probably needs this rest a lot more than I do.

Minutes later, lunch was served and we helped ourselves. Wow, I never knew that Kimchi Fried Rice was this good! It’s probably the first homemade Korean dish I ate since I got here. All I ate was fast food menu and all were familiar to me. I haven’t tried Korean dishes much since I’m not sure if I’ll like how it tastes, and they were too expensive for me, I think I won’t even like it. I would probably try some if my friends would recommend it to me, but since school hasn’t really started yet, I have no friends made yet. I smiled by the thought of making friends here, and I thanked Kim-ahjumma for the really great lunch. This day was too fun for me~

I watched Changsun while he was eating the Kimchi fried rice; I was kinda anticipating his reaction. At first, I think his face was all groggy. Probably some memory flinched into his brain that he disliked Kimchi Fried Rice, but then surely he was hungry, he even ate almost 5 bowls of it. Good thing Kim-ahjumma prepared a lot and I didn’t eat much since I wasn’t really used to Korean dishes yet. The day passed and the three of us just talked and laughed like we three knew each other for that long.

It’s already 4PM and I’m nervous. Minutes later, I won’t be seeing Changsun again. Probably he will forget me since he’ll surely be under treatments for his memory to fully recover, and he’ll be back to showbiz again. Of course, being an exchange student, I’ll be back to my usual job and go study again.

Aiya, I need to do something. Take a picture? Err, ask for his signature? Aiyaaa Ottokeeee. (What should I dooo?)

Kim-ahjumma returned to her room. Of course she needs to rest. She assured me that Joonie will be fetched before this day ends. She also said some goodbye’s to Changsun but I was too busy to eavesdrop. And we’re both left in this room again.

I watched him as he laid on the floor, with my pillow and blanket. He was too tired; this day was really exhausting for him. And I’m sure he really needed rest since if he’s gonna be returning to his normal life sooner, he won’t be getting this much sleep any more.

I love watching Joonie. Since he came here, all I did was stare at him and smile. It really makes me happy that I’m with him today, but it really hasn’t gone into my mind that I’m reaaaally staying with him. Probably I think he’s on TV and I’m watching him. I don’t know; it doesn’t get through me yet. And it’s sad because I haven’t made much progress on making friends with him yet and minutes later, he’ll be gone.

I sat down on the floor where he’s lying and tried taking a closer look on him. God I swear, he’s really handsome and hot. He’s lying on his side so I have the privilege to watch him sleep peacefully. Aiya. I stared at him intently and memorized his facial features. I looked at his edgy jaws, his elongated chin, his submerged cheek, hasn’t he been eating in the agency? T_T, his sharp nose, his long eyelids and I stopped on his lips. Wow, his lips are really, err. How do you call this, puffy? Oh how red it is, kissable lips indeed. And now I remember the kissing scene he did in his ‘Y’ MV. How I was jealous with that girl X_X

I inched closer wanting to be so close to Joonie. He’s really such a fun and nice guy. It’s been a long and unbelievable weekend and I sure had fun. Surely this weekend was the most unforgettable one I’ve had since I got here in Korea.

“I’ve really enjoyed your stay here. I hope you won’t forget me. Bogo shipeul kkoya.” (I’ll miss you) I whispered close to him and finally, I closed the distance between us. I felt his lips on mine. Aiya, I love this. Could I not stop this? Please don’t wake up Joonie oppa, I don’t want this moment to end.

Just then, I felt an arm crawl on my waist. I flinched. . He’s awake. But no, he wasn’t pulling back; instead he lied down on his back and placed both his arms on my waist. I opened my eyes, lifted my face and looked at what his reaction is. Oh god, I’m so dead, he might ask me why I’m taking advantage of him. But instead he told me. Take note, IN STRAIGHT ENGLISH. UNBELIEVABLE. With his oh so hot, low voice. “I’ll miss you too. Thank you.”

And a knock disturbed our moment. THAAAAT. We were all this cuddly cuddly state and who could it be this time?! You moment ruiner!

I flushed and blinked, stood up and answered the door. “Jam kahn mahn yo!” (wait!) I shouted and turned the knob. I looked up and saw cameras, flashing lights, a lot of people outside. AIYAAAA? WHAT IS HAPPENING?O_O

Then Joon’s mom emerged from the wild mob of reporters and media men from the door. It was evident that she didn’t stop crying for hours, I saw how red and puffy her eyes are. I greeted her with a bow, and nodded in response. Just as she was about to ask where Changsun is, she looked around and her eyes met Changsun’s.

She quickly rushed inside and tightly hugged Changsun. I saw his reaction and I was sure that he wasn’t exactly sure what to do. He showed a blank face like he didn’t know what was happening but he reached out to hug back his ‘mom.’

“Mianheyo, nuguseyo?” (Sorry, who are you?) I heard him say and his mom quickly released him, showing a very shocked face. She then cried so hard while covering her face.

“Changsun-ah, umma?” (mother?) was all she said and she hugged him again.

I was on the door and I couldn’t help but feel sad as I’m seeing what’s happening. It probably hurts to know that your son doesn’t know you. I just looked down and felt ashamed that I kept him for so long. Well 2 days isn’t that long!

Moments after, two huge men entered my room. Hey! Who are you to enter my room? But I couldn’t speak more as they gripped both of Lee Joon’s arms and dragged him out. WAIT. That’s not a nice way to bring him out of the room!

His mom walked towards me while sobbing, handing me 200,000 won. (170 US$) “Kamsahamnida, annyeonghaseyo.” (thank you, goodbye) she told me and left the room. I heard Changsun shouting loudly and I feel my tears welling up in my eyes. He’s leaving. He’s disappearing in front of me.

“Ya, igeo nwayo! tangshin-i nugunji moleugesseoyo! jeoneun tangshingoa hamkke oji anheulgeoya! AISH! yogi issgo sipeoooo! Sandy-aaaaaaahhh!” (yaah, let go of me! I don’t know who you are! I’m not going to come with you! DARN! I’m staying here! Sandy-aaaahh!) he shouted and the door banged close.

I was left there. I felt the tears flowing unstoppably down my eyes. In my hands were 200,000 won. I felt I’ve exchanged joonie for 200,000won. I didn’t need the money! I was just too out of myself to refuse the money. But no, I’m now all alone. Tears running down my eyes. All I managed to say was,

“Kajima.” (don’t go.)

END OF CHAPTER 3