3 years after...

 

[Hannah]
 

After I finally finished washing the dishes from last night, I decided to take a look on the morning television shows. I stood in front of the screen, while scanning the channels with the remote. There was really nothing interesting on an early Monday. That was what I thought before I suddenly stopped changing channels, and stared intently at the screen.

It was a news channel, and it could've been boring to me. But this time, I increased the volume and looked closer.

"SHINee member Lee Taemin serenades fans with his romantic slow-rock, self-composed song in their latest anniversary concert.

After being in a tragic accident 3 years ago, his career have faced a total downfall for a year of recovery.

But after he had fully restored his health, it seems that he never lost his chances in being an idol.

He shortly caught up with s and continued his long lost journey of being one of Korea's most wanted celebrity."
 

I was so focused on the screen, that I jumped when I felt a pair of hands, grabbing my waist from behind.

"Hey y...why so serious? Hmmm?" He grinded his hips against my buttocks.

I sighed in relief when I recognize the hold, and the morning voice of my boyfriend. He was madly inhaling the scent of my hair. Making ual hums in my ear.

I turned the tv off before turning around to face him.

"Yah! What did I told you about not wearing any shirt?" I gently slapped his gleaming chocolate abs.

"Why? Because you'll get ? Huh Jagi?" He leaned closer, but I just glared at him.

"Okay, okay." He raised his hands before walking away to put a shirt on.

I watched him disappear into our room, before I sink myself in the couch. Then I get to think about the news I ran into earlier. He's doing well...very well, and I was so happy for him. I was glad my decision had made us realize that we really didn't need each other for our success.

After finishing my college degree, I was given freedom to choose wether I would like to stay in my hometown, or I would fly back to Seoul and stay in my own house. So, it's obvious that I chose Seoul.

And I'm not here for just a vacation like the last time. I've already got a job from a well-known company. And this isn't some ordinary business. I get to manage private get-aways of utterly famous people. I get to work on the secure preparation on the place they would be planning to go.

So that when they get to their destination, everything would be perfectly set up for their safety and privacy. It's somekind of a confidential get-away planner, and a company like this is surprisingly gaining so much profit.

I owe grandpa for this job though. He was the reason why I didn't really had much troubles in being hired, even though I obviously lack job experience for this. And I even got a higher rank when I became the girlfriend of my boss's only son.

"So...what do you wanna do for your day-off, Jagi?" He jumped in the couch with me, now fully dressed.

He's my gorgeously spoiled boyfriend, Park Jimin. After staying single for such a long time, I knew I have made the right choice when I said yes to this desperate cutie, 3 months ago. Both our families were okay with our relationship. My mother even wanted to see him in person already. And everybody were asking me what was he like.

Well, I could tell he can make every girl's heart flutter, when his adorable side comes out. When he smiles, and his eyes would disappear. When he acts so much younger than his age. And when he does hilarious aegyos when his girlfriend is mad at him. Though all of these 'cutie pie' thing just happens very very rarely.

Because he's the bad boy type most of the time. Well not really immorally bad, but dangerously bad. I mean, what he always do is being so sweet, so caring, and so inviting to me. Making me fall deeper into his hands.

He never even fail with his endless acts of seduction. Biting and his lips, giving me dirty stares, and walking around my house half all the time. Yes, he's drop-dead gorgeous, but he just can't stop on tempting me to jump on him already.

He's the opposite of Lee Taemin, I should say. But they somehow have things that's quite similar. Like calling me 'Jagiya', as if that's already my name.

"Jagiya...I wanna do something." He started, and I already knew where this would lead to.

"You look really hot without your pants Jagi. And you'll be looking hotter if you remove this." He said breathily while already tugging on the hem of my over-sized shirt.

His other hand slithered to my thighs, almost reaching the fabric of my underwear. But my hand automatically hindered his building need of pleasure.

"Oh please...when will you stop Jimin?" I protest while standing up, leaving him alone on the couch.

"Yah! I know you're not on your period anymore! Why do you keep on avoiding me?!" He yelled.

He was becoming more and more intimidating every time scenes like this happen. He's been wanting it real bad, but I still couldn't give it to him. And I just don't know why.

"For three months, all we do is kiss and touch Jagi. I'm a man. You know what I need." His voice was calmer now. Then he stood in front of me, giving me an apologizing look for raising his voice earlier. He knew how I easily get mad about it.

"I'm gonna let you take me...when I'm ready. Please understand."

I move into his embrace then I kissed him passionately. As much as I was protecting myself, I was hurt for him too. I feel like I was not the girl for him, when I couldn't even make him feel satisfied.


 

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"Taemin..." I called to his motionless figure.

"Taemin...w-why are you here?"

Those were the last words I said, before he finally turned to me. I could see myself through his half-lidded eyes as he started leaning closer.

I waited for his lips. I have longed for the touch of his lips. But I never felt them brush against mine, until I realize I was drifting back to consciousness. And it was because of Jimin's naughty hands that woke me up.

"Is it me you're dreaming Jagi? I heard you say *min a couple times." He said when I met his eyes. I could tell that he's been awake for awhile.

I groaned away from his side, while trying to remember the whole plot of my dream. I would always dream about him whenever he would cross my mind during the day. I've moved on from him already. I'm with another person now, and I do love this person.

"I...think so." I lied.

Maybe he knew the famous band SHINee, and he may recognize the face of a Lee Taemin. But he never knew what Taemin had once become in my life. I never told him a thing about my first love. Because I believe that my past doesn't matter anymore. I'm officially his girl now.

He smiled before our lips collided. We kissed under the sheets, until he pulled me on top of him. I continued to feel his lips, while low moans began to join with my breath. I was feeling myself slowly giving in to him. But then my palms went against his bare chest. I pushed him down as I propped myself to a sitting position.

"I'm late." I said, casually making an escape.

"What? B-But...we're about to...you know you can have another day-off-" He tried to reason out but I put a finger down to his lips. I sneered at him before getting out of bed.

"Just because I'm your girlfriend, doesn't mean I'm allowed to skip work anytime I want." I pointed out while making my way out to shower.

I have special clients today and he's asking me to take a leave again? Even if his father is favoring me, I couldn't risk in taking my work for granted. I wanted to follow the company's rules, to be fair with my co-workers.
 

"Hey, you left something Jagi." I heard him call out before I could get into the bathroom.
 

I rolled my eyes but I still took my steps back to our room. I just peeked by the open door, expecting that he was only tricking me to bring me back to bed. But I didn't had a chance to ask him anymore when I found him still laying down with the covers, but now holding a dark band of beads in the air.

It's the rosary bracelet that was supposed to be in my wrist. I hurriedly ran to get it from his hold. I clutched it in my hand. But I think I somehow freaked him out, when he looked startled by my sudden action.

"Whoa~ weird...what's really with that thing? I never saw you putting that off ever." His eyes darted on my tensed expression.

"I-I...this...it's from a-a...friend." I lied again. I knew he didn't bought that one out, when he gave me a "whatever" look.

I casually sneaked out of the room when he shifted his back on the bed. My eyes twitched when I paused on my way to the bathroom. I held the bracelet on my chest. He was right, I never have taken it off. It's because I feel incomplete without it.

I squeezed my eyes shut. I was mad at myself, when I feel like I hadn't really let go of that one person who have been living in my memories.
 

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