victim of a foolish heart
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Once Yoochun was gone, Hyoyeon collapsed to the ground – half with relief, half with regret that she had to hurt an oppa she had grown very fond of.. and a pinch of shock at the realization that she had just had.
Even now, her mind was still fuzzy on the details – when did she start liking him? Was it the other day after her “electrifying” physical responses to him began or had it started way before? It was confusing since she had never really been in real love before but she now understood what Sica talked about when she said that being in love was like being in heaven.
She felt like she was floating high up in the clouds!
Her heart was already rattling against her chest at the thought of him and all Hyoyeon could do was giggle endlessly. Speaking of the devil, she glanced at the grandfather clock hanging on the wall.
He was late.
Humming softly to herself she picked up her purse and rifled through it for her phone.
One new message.
It was from him.
The giddiness inside her intensified and she felt like her heart was going to flutter out of her chest or something. “Get a grip, Kim Hyoyeon” she commanded strictly.
At the rate that she was going, Hyoyeon felt like she wouldn’t have a heart left to offer him… and that would be bad. Very bad!
“Ok then, no big deal. Just another text message like the gazillion ones he’s sent you before.” After all she was still on a one way street, right now.
“But not for long!”
“Yah what did I say? Get a grip!”
“Oh alright, you’re no fun”
The battle between the angel and devil inside her continued to rage on as she clicked on the ‘OPEN’ button.
“Hey Hyo!
I’m really sorry but something came up. And I feel stupid for insisting we watch a movie when you must be exhausted so go relax and take it easy. You killed it at the showcase tonight but you probably already knew that seeing me jumping on my chair with Hae shouting “Milky Skin Kim Hyo Yeon! Saranghaeyo Kim Hyo Yeon!”, right? Is this oppa of yours awesome or what! And if that's not enough to convince you,
There’s also a present for you outside the door..”
Hyoyeon paused reading the text, “the door? Which door?”
She gingerly walked towards the exit and stuck her head out and couldn’t help letting out a loud squeal.
There, lying by the door was a grand bouquet of her favourite flowers.
He had never bought her flowers before! … somewhere in the corner of her mind.. hope and confidence were starting to bloom.. ‘was it possible?’
She hugged the flowers close to her chest, inhaling the sweet fragrance and feeling like the star of a romantic music video and went back to reading the text.
“Are you impressed? I can be quite cool too you know. Cooler than Yoochunie at least :D And don’t think that just because I let you off easy tonight, I’m going to forget about our movie date. We are going to go to the theatre on Sunday night. And Oh..
I also have to tell you something.. 
”
“Ommo!” Hyoyeon clapped her hand over . Like she was in a spy movie, certain words flew off the screen and started floating around her in magnified letters.
“saranghaeyo”
“date”
“I have to tell you something”
“No way!” she actually yelled outloud. Even though she wanted to be cautious, it was hard to ignore the signs before her.
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“Ottoke ottoke..” She stepped out of the building in a blissful reverie – her imagination had always been wild.. darn those romantic dramas Sooyoung forced her into watching!
Hyoyeon reached for her phone to call her immediately. Or Sica. They’d know what to do next!
But just before she was about to press the number on her speed dial, she stopped.
They were the ones who had set her up with Yoochun… what would they think if they find out that she had rejected him and was claiming to like someone else right after?
“No… I can’t tell them just yet...........Oh but I need to tell someone or else I’ll explode!”
A lightbulb went off in her head. This day was really amazing – it was like nothing could go wrong!
She quickly dialled the number while walking towards the subway station at the same time.
“Xiào yuān!” the girl on the other end greeted excitedly, “how was your showcase?”
“Mei Li! It was amazing but then something even more amazing happened!” Hyoyeon spoke in a rapid fire mix of Chinese and Korean making her friend giggle, “It’s a good thing you taught me Korean while you were here or else you would not be making any sense. But forget that! What’s the amazing news?”
Hyoyeon took a deep breath and exhaled, “You were right!”
“Right? About..”
“You know.. him.. and me.."
“Xiào yuān!! Cheongmal! Na na na na na I told you so! I’m so happy for you. Tell me everything! How did you realize it? Who confessed first? Did you kiss already!”
“Yah!” the word ‘kiss’ made Hyoyeon blush a deep shade of red. “Not so fast! I just realized that I like him today.. like a half hour ago!”
“Then why did you call me? Call him! Tell him!” Mei Li was grinning as she stirred her tea and sat down on the couch.
“I should, right?”
“Duh! Don’t make me come there and kick your , KIM HYO YEON!” she said her name in Korean this time and Hyoyeon laughed.
“God I miss you! and don’t worry, I will. I’ll see him on Sunday.”
“Sunday? Nooo do it now! This is torture.. like waiting for the next episode of my favorite drama after a huge cliff hanger. You can’t do this to me! And you can’t do that to him!”
“B..but…”
“No buts. He has waited long enough! Didn’t I tell you within our first week of meeting that he liked you! You just didn’t believe me, you silly girl!”
Hyoyeon blushed even harder, “You’re sure, right? He … he likes me?”
Mei Li sighed impatiently. “Why are you so dense when it comes to love, Xiào yuān? I haven’t even met the guy and I know it’s true. Even the 3 blind mice could tell you that!”
“Ok ok… mama Mei Mei! I believe you.”
“Good. I’m hanging up now so you can call him. Call me tomorrow morning with details.”
“Ok. Xie xie!”
“Bye, Xiào yuān. Jiāyóu!”
Hyoyeon took the rest of the time on her journey back home to psyche herself up for the confession. She had always been the impulsive kind and although it got her in trouble sometimes, things usually worked out. And Mei Li was right – she was sure about how she felt, so what was the point in waiting?
She unlocked the door to her house.
‘Good! No one was home yet.’ Her family had gone to her aunt’s house after the showcase since they expected Hyoyeon to be out as well.
Once safely in her bedroom, Hyoyeon took a deep breath.
“Let’s do this.”
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She pressed #1 on her speed dial, nervously chewing on her lower lip while waiting for the line to connect.
The phone rang for the fifth time.
‘He usually answers by the third.. maybe it’s a sign.. I should hang up..’
‘Stop being a chicken! It’s now or never.’
The phone continued to ring.. on the seventh ring now.
‘Well I guess you’re right.. he is taking a long time.. you can try again later.’ Her thumb was poised over the cancel button when Hyukjae picked up.
“Hey!” he answered breathlessly.
“Oh… h..hi oppa.” Her voice came out squeaky and weird. “Is this a bad time? Were you running or something?”
“No.. no it’s fine. What’s up?” Hyoyeon frowned a little. He still sounded distracted.
“It’s okay if you’re busy or whatever.. I can call la..t..”
“Kim Hyoyeon. This is so not like you. Just spit it out already. You know I always have time for you.”
*Thump thump thump* went her heart..
“Well.. I..” she anxiously paced her bedroom floor, “I just wanted to..”
‘Darn it, I wish I had rehearsed this before..’
“I wanted to.. oh yes! I wanted to ask you.. what is it that you wanted to tell me?”
‘Good thinking Hyo! It would be better if you get him to say it first.’ She mentally patted herself on the back.
“Oh that…” it was Hyukjae’s turn to sound a little nervous. “I.. I’ll tell you on Sunday, like I said, ok?”
“Nooo… that’s too far away. Tell me now!”
‘what the heck Kim Hyo yeon! Where did that whiny voice come from?’
“Ha Hyoraengi, did you just use aegyo on me?” Hyukjae laughed.
“Just tell me already!” Hyoyeon demanded, afraid of all the other unexpected things that were going to come out of without thinking if this went on any longer.
Hyukjae brushed his hand through his hair as he looked at himself in the mirror.. ‘Well she’s going to find out either way…’
“Fine. I’ll tell you Ms. Bossypants! And don’t laugh at me because this is kind of a big deal…”
“I won’t!” she interjected quickly.
“Well ok.. the thing is.. I…”
Hyoyeon held her breath.
“I’m going out on my first date in like a million years.. and I’m nervous as hell.”
The phone almost slipped out of her hands.
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A/N don't kill me! Angsty HyoHyuk is the last thing i want to do but it has to be done. please dont stop reading even though you might not like what's going to happen now.
As a bribe, I will write some fluffly HyoHyuk in my other fic
so dont give up on me!
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