Jiyong visited Sohee again. He smirked at her astonished face when he showed up at her door.

“Oppa, don’t you have work?”

“Nope, Youngbae is taking care of it.” Sohee silently nodded, and let Jiyong in.

“Oh…”

“Let’s watch a movie!”

“O..kay…” Her heart beat a thousand times faster, and her face felt heated.

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“I’m just surprised…”

“Well, sorry! Next time I won’t visit!” He stuck out his tongue and turned to leave.

“Wait!” Sohee grabbed his arm and he turned. She almost fainted at the sight of his cute smirk. “L-let’s watch that movie…”

Jiyong smirked. “Let’s watch a horror movie!”

“NO!” Sohee had always been afraid of horror movies. She always got nightmares for weeks.

“Why?”

“Oppa, you’re really going to ask me that?”

“Oh, right! You can’t stand them! Too bad! That’s all I rented!” Jiyong pulled a stack of horror movies out from beneath his jacket. Sohee’s eyes opened in horror and gaped at him.

“AHHH!!” Sohee hid her eyes from the screen with the help of Jiyong’s arm. He smirked. He was amused at her girly shrieks and he enjoyed being close to her.

It was the ending to the movie, and yet Sohee was still shaking. She was now going to have the image of man slaughter in her mind forever. Or at least for the next two weeks.

“Oppa! Why on earth would you make me watch that?” She let go of his arm and he smirked his signature smirk.

“I wanted to be close to you!”

“Oh, please! You just wanted to watch me suffer! I saw you laughing!”

“Hey! Don’t blame me for having to put up with you constantly screaming into my ears!”

“YAH! THAT WAS YOUR FAULT!” They kept yelling at each other and the next thing they know, their faces were less than an inch apart from each other.

Jiyong couldn’t help but stare into her eyes. They were so full of depth and emotion that they him in. They were like a lasso that wouldn’t let him go. She’s so close…I can smell her warm, intoxicating scent…

Sohee realized that they had stopped arguing and risked an overview of his face, which was right in front of her face. She couldn’t help but have her heart beat faster. Omo…why am I like this? He is just so…handsome…I wonder what his lips taste like…

They both started to lean in.

Closer…

Closer…

Closer…

“Hey, Sohee! Guess who’s here?!” YeEun barged in and found the two close together. “OH! SORRY!”

The two sprang apart and looked around awkwardly.

“U-unnie! What are you doing here?” Sohee went to usher YeEun inside.

“Well…Sunmi, Lim, and Yubin all decided to go hang out without me, so I decided that I would pay you an unexpected visit, because you live alone, and you always spend your time studying , but I guess you were busy tonight…” She stole a glance at Jiyong and gave him a slight smirk.

“No, I was just leaving. I wanted to keep Sohee company too, but you saved me from having to deal with her complaining about the best movie ever. I didn’t even get to watch it because she kept screaming in my ear. Anyway, I’ll get going now. It was nice to see you again.” Jiyong scratched his head and gathered the DVD’s and left.

YeEun raised an eyebrow and smiled at Sohee. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing…”

“It sure doesn’t look like it.”

Sohee glanced around and saw that YeEun was holding a bag. “Unnie! What are those?” Sohee grabbed the bag and sorted through it while YeEun sighed and gave herself a knowing smirk. It’s about time she moved on.

“Let’s have a sleepover, hm? It’s been so long, and I need a good girl talk!” YeEun smiled.

“Sure! We haven’t had a sleepover in a long time…” Sohee thought back to the last sleepover she had with YeEun and it was one right before the accident.

It was late when the two finished making the facial mask.

“Sohee, can you answer me honestly?” YeEun asked while applying the mask to Sohee’s face.

“Sure. What is it?”

“You’ve moved on, haven’t you?” YeEun smiled genuinely at Sohee.

The question took Sohee by surprise. YeEun usually only cared about school and Sohee’s future, much like a dad. Sunye was usually the one who asked the personal questions.

“I-I don’t know,” She answered honestly.

“I can tell, you know. I saw it earlier.” YeEun was happy Sohee was finally trying to make herself feel better.

“I honestly can’t say that I don’t have an attraction to Jiyong oppa, but I don’t know…”

“Sohee-yah, listen to me. Listen to your heart. I know it sounds so cliché, but I need you more than ever to listen to your heart, and only your heart.”

“Unnie, that’s easier said than done.”

“Of course I know that. Do you think that I would have suffered with that jerk who got a girlfriend a month after our breakup? I know it’s hard to listen to your heart. I listened to it when it told me to keep that relationship a secret in public because that’s what he wanted, but I suffered. I know it’s difficult when it comes to love, but honestly, your heart will do you some good, some day.”

“Unnie, that guy was a jerk, and I told you from the beginning.”

“I know, but my heart wouldn’t listen, would it? No. But that’s part of life. Everyone will suffer in a relationship at least once, but take it as a learning experience.”

“Still, though.”

YeEun sighed at the stubbornness of this girl. “Don’t over think things. It will only lead to future problems.”

“Jiyong oppa has always been there for me. I know his feelings for me, but I thought it was wrong to even remotely like him. He’s Jay’s boss, he’s a gangster leader, he is dangerous, but there’s just always something about him. He makes me attracted to him, but I’m too scared to find out how deep that attraction is.”

“Then, don’t think about it. Just act on your attraction, and then figure it out from there. It may be scary, not knowing exactly how deep your feelings go, but it’ll all be worth it.”

Sohee pondered that. Figure it out? How am I supposed to do that when I don’t even know if I want to act on my feelings?

“Think about it. If you act on your feelings, and if it turned out great, then awesome. You get the love of your life, and more. If not, don’t get too hung up on it. Treat it as a learning experience.”

“Okay…I’ll let it bake in my yogurt for a few days.”

YeEun burst out laughing. “Bake in your yogurt?! Where on earth did you learn that phrase?!”

“Unnie! Don’t make fun! I learned it from my professor! He says that in lecture a lot…”

“Well don’t say it! It sounds weird!”

“Unnie, you can’t tell me what not to say!”

“I can!”

“You bet your sweet bippy, you can’t!”

“Where is that from?! You professor again?!”

“You bet your sweet bippy!”

“Arg! Stop that!”

“I can’t!”

“Why not?!”

“Because I don’t want to! Mehrong!”

“Yah! Ahn Sohee!”

As the night progressed, the girls talked and talked, finally falling asleep at the crack of dawn. Lucky for them it was Friday night, and they had no work the next day.

Jiyong went home that night, giddy as a little girl.

He couldn’t help it. Sohee was just that close to kissing him, willingly.

He smiled the whole way home, and laid on his bed,  smiling happily to himself.

TOP and Seungri followed Jiyong to his room, noticing his strange behavior.

“Is he finally going insane, hyung?” Seungri leaned against the door.

“What? No…oh man…he might have gotten beat too hard that last time!” TOP was freaking out, again.

Jiyong was so lost in his own world, he didn’t even noticed that s were talking about his well-being right in front of his room.

I think I need to do something to make her realize her feeling for me…but what? I hope they’re talking about me…

What am I talking about?! Why would I want that?! They would be talking about the Song Joong Ki guy for all I care! Actually...I don’t want them to talk about him…

What? When did I become a softy? Never. I was never a softy. Never was, never will be. I am only acting this way because of that mandu face. Aish! I am even calling her mandu face now?! What is wrong with me?!

“Jiyong-ah…why are you thrashing around on your bed?” Youngbae and Daesung now joined Seungri and TOP, watching the ‘Jiyong show’.

He sat right up and gave an embarrassed chuckle. “Nothing…it’s late…I’m going to bed.” He got up and pushed them out of his room, feeling like he had just been caught.

A/N:

HELLO, Lovlies! I’m glad to be writing again! It’s been a while. I want to update you all on what’s been going on with me. About a month ago, I was in a serious car accident, and it was around Lunar New Years, actually, it was ‘New Years Eve’. I had muscle inflammation, whiplash, and a slight concussion. I was the passenger in the front, and my doctor explained that I had developed PTSD(Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) and from that I also developed severe anxiety(social anxiety, to be exact). Because of my whiplash and concussion, it was extremely difficult for me to go a few hours without having a massive headache.

My whiplash, concussion, and muscle inflammation had all gone away after about four weeks, but the PTSD might stay for months to even years or my whole life. The same goes with my anxiety. It’s all getting better, bit by bit, but I’m not sure when/if it will go away.

The reason for my absence is because of my denial of my anxiety and PTSD, but I have learned to accept it, and I am glad to be writing. It gave me writer’s block for that amount of time, and I felt so bad not to write in such a long period of time.

I am telling you all this because I really, truly appreciate all of you who stayed subscribed, even with my ‘break’. I don’t want pity. In fact, I hate pity. You all have supported me through this story and I love you all for it! Thank you all so, so much! It will be difficult for me to update a lot because this is my most important year of school, and I need to study like CRAZY! But I will write in my free time, and I hope all of you understand if I don’t update for a long period of time!  This is my first fanfic, and I am truly happy to write for you all!

This chapter was a dedication for all who subscribed to this story, and I TRULY appreciate all of you. I honestly thought that I would have no more readers, or lose a lot of readers, but you all proved me wrong! I love you all!

Xoxo,

Jaime T.