So sorry i havent updated in forever.... aha. But i spent a lot f time writing this chapter so i hope you'll read it. ty! ^^

Recap:

He took out a little box and opened it. There was a thin silver bracelet with an elegant-looking heart engraved into it. I picked it up, scared to break it and turned my head a little, facing him. With a smile on my face I leaned in and kissed him gently on his lips. He was a little surprised at first, but he leaned in and kissed me back.

Did __ finally realize that she is in love, love with Taeyang?

What will now happen after the music video airs?

Is Jang Yumi Taemin’s old girlfriend? Or is she still his girlfriend?

Ring Ring. Ring Ring.

It felt as if each ring was getting louder and louder, echoing in my head. I sighed and scratched my head in frustration. Tossing my phone on my rug, I threw myself onto the couch. I needed to calm down. I closed my eyes for a second. It’s been 3 weeks since I’ve filmed the music video and since then Taeyang... urgh!

"In, out __." Just take it easy, breaths. I buried myself deep into the couch comforters and closed my eyes. I sighed one more time and then opened my eyes.

"I need to sing."

It was about four hours before school, so i might as well go practice some singing and dancing. I forced my exhausted body to get up and I slowly walked to my closet. I put on a pair of dark-washed True Religion jeans, a vintage gray flowery tanktop, a sheer tan cardigan, and a pair of black Nike hightops. I grabbed my convenient duffel bag and threw in my IPod, headphones, school books, and car keys. I went to my mirror and tied my hear. There all set to go.

SM Building:

The sun was rising, sending in rays of light. I leaned on the wall soaking everything up. The golden, dewy hallways seemed to stretch on forever and time seemed as if it would freeze. Just for a second I'll forget everything...

"Yah. __?"

I jumped a little. Someone was walking down the hallway, but i couldnt see who, there was bright light surrounding that person. I squinted. Finally that person reached the end of the hallway. Ohh, Jonghyun.

"You remember me right?"

"H-h-uh? Y-yeah ofcourse." He looked at me funny and laughed.

"Why are you stuttering?" He walked over and bent down next to me, leaning on the wall.

"W-what? No, Im not."

He chuckled and we both just sat there, leaning on the wall, with our eyes closed. The warm light captured me and I felt myself melt into the warmness…

Jonghyun's P.O.V.

It was so simple and easy; there was no need for words, just sitting there taking in the warmth. Unlike every rushed moment of my life I felt as if just this once... I would take one moment to forget everything. I glanced over to the left, __ was deep asleep, a peaceful look on her face as if the world had frozen in time, just for her. She was beautiful.

I couldn’t help it; I stood up and walked towards her. I bent down in front of her to get a better look of her face. It seemed as if lucifer himself carved out her features making her so perfect and deadly; my finger traced down the tip of her nose, curved at the right angle at the right place, as my fingers traveled down from her neck to her shoulder and to her hand. It wasn’t much her, herself that attracted me, but more of her outside presence that intrigued me.

I sighed, as much as I tried and tried, I couldn’t help but resent her a bit,… because of her Jiyeon had to leave…

I stood up, feeling the pressure and weight piling on my tired shoulders; once again.

Taemin’s P.O.V.

I walked into the SM building. I knew __ would be here, she practically lived here, in Studio 3. I needed her now, I just needed to see if she was safe. She looked tired all week and called me yesterday night  while I was asleep, demanding in her gentle, yet bossy way that I should come to her condo with a carton of ice cream and  a box of chocolates. I checked Studio 3, surprisingly she wasn’t here. I stopped in the door way… if she wasn’t in Studio 3 and she left a voicemail, asking that I visited her along with chocolate and ice cream… then she’s probably somewhere where she felt safe and warm. I climbed the stairs heading to the 3^rd and final floor. The ceiling and the walls of the third floor was all made out of glass, allowing the warm sun rays to splash the rooms and halls with a glowy charm.

Normally, trainees were prohibited to go up there, none of the trainees knew this, but actually the SM artist closest to their comeback/debut would stay in the little hotel-like rooms on the third floor; having 24/7 access to the Studios. We moved in there yesterday at midnight secretly.

I reached the third floor and walked down the hallway. As I thought, there was __ sitting/leaning on the wall fast asleep. I sighed and smiled, but then froze. I bent down and picked up the jacket that was wrapped around __ body. Wasn’t this Jonghyun’s? Was he here and why? I frowned. I bent down and sat next to __, moving my shoulder closer to her and gently pushed her head so she was leaning on my shoulder. I softly brushed her hair to the side, pushing it out of her face. I couldn’t help it as I put my arm around her shoulder and kissed her forehead. I looked down at her face. Her body flinched and her angel-like face broke into a cringe… a tear ran down her face and she whispered. 

“Taeyang..” One small word came from her lips, and it hurt. It hurt like crazy because of that small word, that small reminder would stab me again and again, telling me that it wasn’t me that she loved, that it was Taeyang… the same Taeyang that had once…

__ P.O.V.

I felt something wet hit my cheek. I wiped it away with my hand and I felt someone hugging me. I looked up, Taemin was hugging me really tightly as if I was his little teddy bear or something.“When did he get here?”  I giggled and felt a great deal better, reliable Taemin. I laughed again thinking about it. I smiled, I was so blessed, having such trustable, loving friends. I looked up again at Taemin, he was asleep and I didn’t want to move and wake him up even though he was squeezing me a little bit too tight. I paused as I realized the wet thing that hit my cheek was his teardrop. I bit my lip. I carefully and slowly raised my arm wiping his tears with my sleeve. I tried not to move so much, but he felt it and woke up.

“__?”

“Yah babo, why are you crying?” I said softly continuing to dab his cheek with my sleeve. Another drop landed on my shoulder.

He smiled and ruffled my hair, letting go of me, and i felt tingly, my blood finally able to spread without anything pressing on my body. I looked at him, I don’t think he wants to talk about it…

I yawned and looked around, seemed like Jonghyun left. I checked my phone. There was about two hours left till school started.

“Taemin. Can you help me on my dance? There’s this one part I don’t get.”

“Yeah.” He got up and helped me up. I noticed his dark circles. I didn’t want to bother him and he looked so tired…

“Oh never mind. I’ll just ask Serena later, lets go get some vegetable juice!” I smiled and linked arms with him, hoping that the juice might help him.

After school:

“Serene! I’ll catch you later at Studio 3. I need to go to my condo first.” I had to change into some sweats and get some homework done before I headed to Studio 3.

I arrived at my condo 5 minutes later, and I went in the elevator pressing the 12^th button. I closed my eyes and clenched my hands into little balls.

“I wish Taeyang is home. I wish I could see him. I wish he’ll be there.” I repeated those three sentences four times as the elevator door opened. I opened my eyes and walked down the hall. I reached my door and slowly, slowly glanced to the left where Taeyang’s condo was, quietly praying he was home. I dreadfully walked over knowing that he wouldn’t be there, knowing that I’d see the same thing I’ve seen the past three weeks: an empty clean room, with a perfectly made bed, providing the evidence that  Taeyang hasn’t been home.

He never makes his beds.

I hated the cleanness… it was so freaking empty. I cringed mentally preparing myself for the emotions to sweep over as it always did, every single day he wasn’t here. I hesitantly poked in the password for the door. It turned green and I took a deep breathe. No matter how many times it happened I couldn’t help but feel hopeful. Hopeful that he’d be there waiting for me. I turned the knob and placed one foot in, then the next. Finally I placed my whole body in. As usual, there was the spotless kitchen top, the neat CD’s that were carefully placed in his wall sized CD rack, and lastly his perfect, wrinkle free bed. I slowly walked over to his bed and dropped down on the sheets, making it messy.

“Taeyang where are you?” I asked the blank wall.

Taeyang’s P.O.V.

I smiled sweetly at my fans one last time and then exited the stage. There was 2NE1 waiting for me in my waiting room.

“Taeyang, did you do well?” I smiled at Dara. She was so cute.

“ Yupp, how about you guys?”

“It was good. Anyways where are you going after? Manager oppa said we both finished our schedule for today.” Replied Minzy. I nodded my head thinking about it.

“Mhm. I see I think Im just ganna go home. My schedule has been crazy recently I need some sleep.” I laughed softly.

After saying bye I got in my car and drove to my condo. Nobody knew that I had a condo here, it was just something I had on my own. Sometimes when things got a bit too complicated I would just drive back here where nobody could find me.

I pushed the 12^th button and realized that its been about three weeks since I’ve been in my condo. I walked down the hall and pushed in the password, waiting for the color to go green. Once I got in I threw my jacket on the counter and walked passed my living room and entered my bedroom. I was just about to sink into my bed when I realized __ was asleep. I took a step back taking her in. Her jeans fit right and hugged her body at the right places while her tank top seemed to compliment her long skinny arms. I smiled looking at her face.  Her face seemed like it had a life to itself. I just wanted to keep her by my side so I could look at her all day long. I sat down slowly reaching out and placing a kiss on her smooth milky white cheek. With that small movement her olive-like eyes opened.

“Taeyang?” she asked puzzled as if I were really there. I grinned. She sat up and hugged me tightly. I laughed softly. Wow, she must have really missed me. If only she knew that I didn’t miss her.