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just give me a minuteJessica does not find a long, apologetic letter at her doorstep.
She does not receive recitations of poetry, or calls for apology every hour of the day.
But one day, after work, Heechul shows up with a simple "I'm sorry" and his usually rogue grin, but his eyes are red and puffy.
He cautiously leans towards her and whispers in her ear, "I'm sorry I'm not someone you can trust yet. But I will be." That's enough for her, even if she'd never admit it. She misses the way his arm feels around her shoulder and how he can read her mood like a map. But most of all, she missed the way he never treated her too delicately, but like a real human being and not just a face or a doll to hang clothes on.
Jessica sighs and leans into his shoulder, breathing in the crisp scent of his cologne.
Yeah, she missed this.
She meets a guy on the set- he's a model too, tall and handsome with cheekbones sharper than shards of a mirror. He asks her out when their showcase is over, and she accepts (Her mind is screaming that he's too clingy and selfish and the rumors of how many people he's hooked up with and she ignores it because damn it she's lonely.)
He screams at her and calls her a in front of an entire restaurant after the third date.
She tells herself there are no tears in her eyes but the smile on her face feels fixed like its her last defence against the staring restaurant-goers.
"Don't take your anger out on her just because you aren't getting any from your boyfriend."
A laugh bubbles out from as she scans the restaurant for whoever yelled that. She doesn't spot anybody, but her smile feels all the more triumphant.
She didn't need him anyways.
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