It was January the 3th today and tomorrow would be the first school day of 2011; though it would be nice to do something again besides lying in bed and watching TV, I still sort of didn’t want school to start. Well thank every idiot at school for that, almost everyone, not MyungSoo of course. But then again, it was only one month left to graduation and finally the pain of going to High School would be completely over.

And I guess you might wonder what happened more on New Year’s Eve. To tell the truth, nothing much besides that I slept over at his place again, no this time it wasn’t because I fell asleep. But because MyungSoo himself asked me to stay, yeah you heard right.

After that we stepped inside the apartment again, since the fireworks where starting to lessen I told him that I should go home after changing back to the clothes I wore earlier. As it would be too cold and people would stare at me if I walked home in a summer dress, but that wasn’t really what troubled me. It was the fact that it was past midnight and drunken people would be out at this hour, and that made me quiet uncomfortable.

But at the same time, I couldn’t ask him to let me stay one more night. I had already troubled him enough. And besides, I wanted to sleep in a real bed and not on a couch despite how cozy and comfortable it was.
But he had stared at me like I was a complete fool before telling me that I couldn’t go home, it was in the middle of the night and that any kind of people could be out at this time he told me, as he locked the outer door and pushed me inside the living room again.

“But I can’t stay” I had told him as he ordered me to sit down on the black couch that I had slept on the previous night. “Why not?” his voice had some underlying carefulness like he was afraid of something, but I couldn’t tell what.

“Because I want to sleep in a bed and not on a couch” I had replied, noticeably irritated, but he didn’t seem to care over the tone in my voice as he started to think, or that’s what it had looked like. And I had been right. Though the answer weren’t something I could ever have dreamed of, never in my wildest imagination.

“Then take mine”

What did he mean by that, that we would both share the same bed? I shook my head, bewildered as my chest jumped at the thought of the two of us sleeping in the same bed. *Iseul, why are you thinking about that, idiot* I mentally slapped myself in the head as I asked him where he would sleep, “On the couch”.

“What?” I had nearly screamed out the question while looking at him, but he didn’t seem to budge at my sudden outburst. In fact, he seemed quiet amused by it. “Why, why have you been so nice and talk active today? It’s not like you”

His sudden change in personality bothered me, a lot. What if something had happened and that’s why he had been so nice. Then I remembered it, his never-being-present at home the past couple of days. That’s when fear struck both my mind and heart.

“Y-you’re not dying are you?” I asked him, if it was true then I didn’t know what to do, more like what could I do? I didn’t claim any superpowers that could make him healthy again. I saw how his body had stiffened by my question before he said a harsh ‘no’.

Even though I felt revealed by his statement it still hurt. He was mad at me again, he was angry because I had asked him something that somewhat hurt him, I had succeeded yet again in doing the one and only thing I was good at, making Kim MyungSoo angry and upset.

*Great*

“I’m sorry” I uttered with my head hung low, ‘I’m sorry’ was now a frequently used sentence as it was something I practically said every time I was with MyungSoo. Was it really true, was it really true that I only caused him pain. “Maybe I should go after all” I stated and made my way towards the door again after picking up my bag from the floor.

I had just walked past him when I felt something warm embrace me from behind, and even though I knew who it was, it still caused my body to tense and froze in that position. That’s when something cold and wet hit my shoulder before I heard a muffled cry. Was he crying? I didn’t need to ask that question as one droplet of tear hit my shoulder again, causing me to shiver at the coldness.

“Don’t go” his voice had been sincere and vulnerable, and without thinking twice I had let in for his wish. I didn’t know why I where so sensitive around MyungSoo, I usually weren’t like that. It was like he made me into another person. Not the distant and unsocial person I was before meeting him. But to someone that could talk about almost anything, someone who laughed at her own jokes and someone who actually liked one person for once, maybe because he was different, weird to be exact. Just like her.

I heard how his cries were starting to fade away, bit by bit as I dropped my bag to the floor and said that I would stay the night. After he had released his arms from my waist, I turned around and looked at him. He had truly been crying as his eyes were puffy.

“Why are you destroying your beautiful eyes with tears?” I had suddenly blurted without thinking, and when it finally came into mind I rushed towards the kitchen to get something to put on them. After finding a cucumber in the refrigerator, I sliced it into thin fine discs before putting them on a plate, and then putting the cucumber back where I got it.

“Here I got some cucumb…” I stopped when I saw that he had fallen asleep on the couch. He must’ve been really tired since he fell asleep that fast. It wasn’t like I had been gone for long.

I glanced down on the cucumber slices and decided that I could eat them up, as they would dry in both the refrigerator and in room temperature before I put the plate in the sink and went to clean myself up before going to bed.

After doing all that I stepped inside MyungSoo’s dark bedroom, well almost dark since the lamp on the table standing next to the bed was lit. Lucky for me as I probably would’ve stumbled on something and then ended up on the floor, face first.

*Crap, I can’t sleep in this* I thought as I looked down on my clothes, jeans and a half uncomfortable shirt. I glanced from my clothes and to a pair of doors in one of the corners. *I wonder if I can use any of his t-shirts* I wondered and tiptoed over to the doors of what I thought was a normal wardrobe. But no, it was a huge walk-in closet.

*Okay, first; don’t freak out because of the huge amount of clothes hanging in front of your eyes and second; find a simple ‘sleeping’ t-shirt* I ranted in my mind as I stepped inside the ridiculously huge closet. Luckily for me I didn’t have to search long before finding a simple t-shirt that I could use. But what would I do if he found me in this?

I had no idea, and I couldn’t care less at that moment because I were so tired that I could fall asleep standing.
I stripped myself out of my clothes and put the MyungSoo t-shirt on. After checking that it wasn’t too short; it reached to the middle of my thighs I crawled down in his bed. When I had fully relaxed it felt as if I were in heaven. *God this bed is a must buy when getting my own apartment* I said for myself as I wandered towards my dreams and some well used sleep.

When I woke up on the morning he was gone yet again. But he was thoughtful enough to leave a note on the kitchen counter.

“When you see this I have already left. And I’m sorry for my ridiculous behavior last night, I normally don’t cry like that. Eat something and btw, keep the key.” I read the note out loud and then placed it down on the counter again.

*Why does it feel like we’re married?*