(umm, no. this is not the ending chapter yet. but i'm struggling to finish the final chap right now...for more ranting...check at the end of the chap, as usual...xD)

 

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'Will it hurt, or will it cure? Nevertheless, these words are the only thing I can give...'

 

  "You two know each other right? ......uhh, hello? Anybody hear me?"   Siwan looked hesitantly towards the other man, who unexpectedly grab his hand for a handshake, before answering the question.   "Yeah, I know him." He smiled slightly towards Siwan.   "How are you?" At the sudden friendliness shown, the guilt he had kept at the bottom of his heart resurfaced.   "Fine. What about you, sunbae?"   "Never been better. So, you're my wifey's guest?"   "Yes, hubby. I called him to come to play violin for us. Isn't that awesome? He said the reason he keep playing violin everywhere is for some..."   "Uhh, Jaekyung ssi..."   "Yes,...oh, ! My cooking!" She immediately ran into the kitchen, leaving the two uncomfortable men together, in silence, thinking of what to say to each other. Clearly there could only be one subject they could talk about. It was barely a few seconds before Jaekyung came back though.   "Hey, everything's ready. Come on to the kitchen. I guess the other guests will be late, huh?"   "She's doing alright, isn't she?" Eunhyuk finally broke the silence between the two men, staring straight into the other man's eyes. It wasn't hard at all for Siwan to understand what he meant. 'Of course, she'd sent letter to him too.'   "Yes, she's alright." He finally dropped the guilt-laden frown and gave a small smile to Eunhyuk, who nodded in response.   "Yeah, of course I'd do well. Do you think I can't cook?" Jaekyung spanked on her hubby's head with a ladle. Little did she know that she wasn't the subject of their short conversation, before they continued to shoot for the day's program. Siwan excused himself early, right after playing the violin for the couple.   "Yah, Siwan ssi. It's already started to rain outside. Did you bring umbrella or have somebody to pick you up outside? I can ask my hubby to send you off. He needs some exercise after eating too much anyway."   "Ahh, no. I like the rain. I'll be going first. Thank you for the meal, and have a good marriage."   He bowed and immediately left before anyone could stop him again. He decided against calling his manager to pick him up. Since it's raining heavy outside, he'd be able to walk without being swarmed by his overgrowing number of fans now. That's a rare chance, and he'd need a long walk alone, because that's the only way he'd have time to himself to reminisce the contents of a letter he received about a month ago.   Anyeong, Siwan ssi.   I hope this letter doesn't come off as a burden to you. There are many things I wanted to tell you, but couldn't. Because of our situations in the past.   It's been a year. How are you? I hope you've found forgiveness for me for accusing you of crimes you probably never commit and for causing you all the trouble in the past. I also wanted to thank you for always caring for me whenever I was at my worst. But you know, words like thank you and sorry can sound so meaningless and fake, if said in wrong time. Which is why I couldn't say it to you, earlier. And believe it or not, it took me a year to gather enough courage to send you this.   Though I honestly don't think you're blaming me anyway considering you keep playing the violin all the time. Thank you for granting my request, the last time we met, Siwan ssi. After this, you don't have to keep playing it anymore if you're doing it because of me. (haha, yes. Call me vain. I'm just guessing) But if you're doing for yourself, then keep it up. You'll be a great violinist with more practice of course. I had been curious of the violin eversince I saw it, so I'm thankful I've manage to listen to it.   I also hope, you'll forgive 'him' if he had ever hurt you or your group. Because he's a really nice person. I didn't left him because he's a cheater or a bad guy. I left him simply because I'm tired of his status and how he was unable to control his own life or at least let me know when he couldn't make it on our dates. Shallow, ain't I? Can't be helped I guess. But if you get to know him, you'll know that he's a wonderful person.   It's hard to love, being a celebrity. That's why I'll pray that you meet a person who will be able to make you happy without giving you any trouble that you don't deserve. You just need to open your heart and you'll meet the right person, somewhere out there.   I'll always think of you whenever there's drizzle. Gentle, calm, beautiful and warm. Thanks to you, I've come to appreciate rain even more, though frankly I hate it that I still can't make a drink as good as yours.  So...think you can be my special barista-friend, Woongjae, if ever I go back to Korea with my future husband for a drink? Probably by then, you'd have kids of your own running around in the cafe. They can be friends with my kids. And I remember you said you could dance well, then I'll demand you to dance with my kids.   I'm sorry that I'd be unable to invite you... but I'm getting married, in two weeks. (please help me to keep it a secret though