"so will you be my girlfriend?"

my heart skipped a beat. 

my breath grew heavy..

ottoke? 

I don't even understand my own feelings.. 

"o-oppa.."

I looked at the ground..

"I..I.."

"you don't have to answer now"

"I'm sorry..I don't know what I feel, its all messed up..I..think I love him.."

"him?"

"p-park chanyeol" 

I can see that hes surprised. 

I really don't want to break his heart but what should I do?

I think I'm in love with chanyeol yet my heart feels so uneasy saying that. 

"chanyeol?"

I nod. 

he gave me a bitter smile then starts the car. 

"I'm happy for you.." 

"y-you're not angry?"

"why should I, as long as you're happy shouldn't I be happy too?"

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Myungsoo POV

Does she know that its hard for me to say that?

sometimes I wonder why my brain and mouth aren't in sync

her happiness is the most important thing for me.

if she said yes but her heart isn't mine then that'd be torturing her right?

I trully love her so what I could do is help her live the life she wants..

with me or without me. 

"but..are you happy?" 

I felt my heart skipped a beat..

that question.. 

"I..I'm happy.." thats deffinetly a lie. 

"oppa"

"hm?" I answer her with my eyes still on the street.

"can't you tell me whats bothering you? the one you said you'd tell me..are you ready now?"

"I..I'm going to move to LA" 

"what?!"

"wae?"

"N-nothing..its..uh..a good news right?"

"I'll be engaged with a girl there, my father says its one way to expad one's bussiness"

"but marriage for bussines? isn't that a bit cruel?"

"I know..but I couldn't fight my father.."

"this is your life, you decide whats best for you! not your father!" 

I glanced at her. 

I couldn't say anything to reply that..

shes true..

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Soo jung/your POV

He opens the door for me and let the valet parking guy take the car.

We arrived at the 15th floor, I assume this is his apartment, a very luxurious building.. (you know like these big apartments you saw in my love from another star? Yes those kind of apartment)

"You should rest here for today" he said leading me to a room with a wide screen TV and a large comfy looking sofa with tall speakers next to the tv.

"Nice place"

"Yeah,used to go here whenever I'm in a huge stress after work.. but lots of things happened so I just visit this place 3 times a week"

"Yeah, this place looks really nice"

"Oh uh, are you hungry?"

"A little"

"I have some kimchi in my fridge and uh maybe ramen?"

"I'm fine with anything really.." I smile at him.

He asked me to follow him to the kitchen and I did.

As soon as I sit he already busy himself in the kitchen.

I stand up looking what he's making

"What are you making"

"Kimchi fried rice"

"Shouldn't I do all the cooking? I'm a girl after all"

"And boys can't cook? 'Only girls can cook' that's a very old fashioned saying..don't you know Gordon Ramsay?"

"Ne..ne..mr.kim"

We both laughed.

His smile..

Its making me smile too..

"Otte? Is it good"

"Uaah! Its very delicious! Like the one mrs.han makes!"

"Yeah, she taught me how to make it"

"You haven't heard about her? I really miss her"

"Me too, but no I haven't heard about her.. she quit being our maid 5 years ago"

"Its a shame she quits"

"I know"

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We're back at the theater room and he turns the tv on.

"Pick any movie you want" he points a large container made out of woods and a large clear glass

"Woah! Thats a lot of movie"

"Yeah, I collect them and watch them when I'm bored"

"Isn't it lonely watching it alone?"

"then what should I do? I've been rejecting every girl who confessed just to wait for jung soo jung"

I felt like I couldn't breath for a few seconds, just staring him right in the eyes.

"Auh! You corny freak!" I slap him softly(?)

He laughed.

we decided to just listen to some classic song and sit on the sofa while chatting.

we chat for a while..

I ask him about work and his family and stuff..

can't believe he's gonna be engaged soon, he said in 3 days he'll be leaving to LA

why does my heart grew heavy like this?

he'd be happy there right?

even if its an arranged marriage he'd learn to love her right?

I know him, hes a very good guy..

he respects woman..

after all I told myself that I love park chanyeol, 

its best to see him with another person..

maybe she could help him forget me.

I look around the room once again, myungsoo seems to be busy looking at instagram..

one thing caught my eyes..

I stood up and myungsoo just looks at me from the sofa.

I open the big chest on the corner of the room.

"What's this?"

"My treasure chest" he replied still sitting on the sofa back to scrolling his phone.

"Oh ya! Look at this! Isn't it our old pictures?"

"Yeah.."

"Can't believe they're still in good condition"

"They're my treasure of course I took good care of them"

I smile, picking a few postcards and photos from the chest then return to the sofa sitting next to him.

"Aaww.. look at the cute you" I said pointing at the polaroid

"Ya!~ stop it"

I laughed.

He suddenly pulls me down until my head rests at his lap.

"What are you doing?"

"Just stay like that, isn't it more comfy this way"

I fix my position, now my head sees the ceiling, more like his face..

I continue looking and reading the postcards.

"Today we went to the beach together" I read the hand writting behind the photo.

hehe..look at his cute and messy handwritting!

I remembered that!

our parents took us to the beach and we played for a whole day long..

the next day myungsoo oppa got a cold and my mom brought a soup for him. 

he'd ask me to blow it before it enters his mouth..

look at me not smiling like an idiot infront of him..

"what are you smiling at"

"ani..its just the memories suddenly rushes to my head"

"thats what I felt too when I read them again"

"Oh look its my first postcard! Hello myungsoo oppa, how are you? Can this piece of paper arrive at your place? Lol Stupid me, of course it can soo jung ah"

"Just continue reading" myungsoo knocks the back of the postcard with his finger

"But when it does arrived I want to tell you, I miss you please write to me as soon as possible!"

"Read the next one!"

"Uh.. hello myungsoo oppa! Hurray! You replied! Today is my first day of school! I sent you a picture too right? Look at that cute backpack!"

"I lost the picture though.. I'm sorry" he says once I'm done reading.

"Ya! You said you treasured it!"

"Hehe..next one..next one!"

"Kim myungsoo..oh uh..this one? No..I'm not reading this one" I blush remembering what was written next.

"Just read it!"

"Kim myungsoo..where are you? My friends teased me today saying I haven't got any boyfriend, I told them I had one and mentioned your name is that okay? I even showed your postcards is that okay too? What took you so long to reply, I missed you so much, I love you oppa stay healthy.."

I remembered when I wrote this I was in junior high..

my friends teased me saying I had no boyfriend and no one wants to be my boyfriend, 

they call me names and that irritates me alot. 

I remembered I cried that day because I missed him so much,

he affects my life..

a lot..

He took the postcard out of the hand making me gasp in surprise couse just a few seconds ago I was deep in my thoughts

he then cups both of my cheeks.

"Let me feel this for the last time just for a few seconds" he points at my lips.

And..

He..

and we..

Leans and..

My heart felt like its about to pop out,

His lips touched mine.

I was shocked but then closed my eyes.

The thought of him leaving to LA scares me now, the thought of unable to feel his warmth scares me too now

I'm scared to lose him once again.. and just like that my tears flow down my cheeks.

I don't know what made me do it but my right hand holds his cheek.

Caressing it, maybe for the last time..

So I want to at least feel this moment, I want to pause it!

I WANT TIME TO STOP

Let me hold him for the rest of my life please!

Because I now know who trully cares..

Who was always there for me,

who really cares about me

who trully loves me

who makes my heart crazy

and my head numb

not park chanyeol..

But kim myungsoo..

Why does this kiss feels more like a big slap?

He deepens our kiss and More of my tears flow.

I hook my hand around his neck, pulling back for a few seconds to catch my breath.

He was about to do it for the 2nd time but..

"Ya!"

I quickly push him.

"Oh , did I uh..came in not in the right time?”

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AUTHOR'S WORDS

ADHSAFHDSJNFDSNFHGD!!!!!$%^%*&*

me and my imagination!

this is too sweet!~

I'm crying rivers right now!!

okay enough of my stupid s 

planning to make both chanstal and myungstal super sweet but I think myungstal hit it

no? okay I'm sorry for chanstal shipper 

I'm not a chanstal shipper tho..

not even chanyeol's fan :V (baekhyun is my bias tho.. :V)

but who cares right? 

btw I thought about it and decided that this will be a 12 chapter ff..

so just 2 more chaps (4 if you count each version)

FIGHTING!

see you in the next myungstal ver!