GLORIOUS

Professor Han

[gloriousprofessorhan]

Truth That Comes From A Dare

9800 words

18+

Mentioned recreational drug, curse words, mature content

Mark Lee x OC

Completed.

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[gloriousprofessorhan]

white shirt

you’re drenched wet under the rain in a thin white shirt, and Chanyeol lend you his jacket.

re-upload “white shirt”, on AFF 2018

It’s barely 5 pm and you finished your shift at the coffeeshop where you work part time. You fold your apron and neatly stack it above some text books you left on your working place locker. You took your bag and bid yourself goodbye to Suho, that handsome co-worker you like, you might not in loev with him, but you always think that Suho is the rightest person anyone should be in love with. his looks is unquestionable, he also has the kind-hearted smile, and manners, he looks like a dreamy knight riding a white horse. 

You pushed the glass door and leave the coffeeshop. There was sunshine before the rumble heard and the sky turn grey.

“Damn…” you murmured while increasing your speed, mentally cursing the distance of the bus stop which is two blocks away from your workplace.

You feel a drop on your shoulder, another one at the top of your head.

“No, no, please hold on a little longer, sky…” you mumbled. But universe is not on your side, the rain starts pouring and you got to run.

Your weren’t drench when you got into the bus stop, but the white shirt you wear is sticking to your skin, it made the skin visible in your shoulder and you gotta hug yourself tight to make sure no one saw the front part of your body.

Not many people waiting at the bus stop but it still make you nervous as you feel the cloth sticking more at your back.

Shit.

Shit.

You clenched your jaw, partly because your shivering from the cold weather, the rest is because you’re anxious.

Suddenly you feel someone throw a piece of heavy fabric to your back.

You turned around and saw a guy. Tall, got a round eye and wavy hair.

“Wear that.” He murmured. His voice is not heavy but it’s deep and a little husky.

You were hesitating at first but it’s not like you want to reject it. In fact, you feel that you’ve been saved.

“Thank you.” You nod at him while slipping your arms inside the sleeves. The jacket is way too big for you. Indeed, because he’s so tall. Like 6 ft tall, or maybe more.

“My bus.” He pointing with his chin.

Ah you got a different route with him.

“Your jacket…”

“Wear it, give it back to me later.”

“But… where can I find you??”

He turned his gaze towards the building behind the bus stop. Art University.

“O, Okay…” you stretch a smile for him and he step into the bus, “shit. Who’s his name?”

-

The denim jacket is neatly folded and very clean. You handwash it instead of put it together with your other laundry. That’s how you show him how thankful you are. And today, after campus you’re planning on going to his university to give it back to him.

You jump off at the bus station and look around, thinking how you could find him if you didn’t even know his name. what if he doesn’t have class today? You shrugged your shoulder and thinking that you gotta try first.

You enter the big gate and walk around a bit. You saw people with unique styles studying here. There’s a girl with metalic purple hair walking with a guy carying guitar. Then you saw a group of people sitting on a grass while drawing something. And a couple sitting on a bench, the guy wearing a bright red colored sweater and soft pink trousers while the girl is in a bold long jacket.

You remember the guy from yesterday wearing the denim jacket outside a plain black shirt and pair of jeans.

“he’s quite simple compare to other students.” You murmured. And after few minutes walking around, you didn’t get a clue about his whereabout, so you decided to wait at the bus station.

You’re walking outside and passing an aisle before you reach the bus stop.

Then you saw him.

You saw him with two other guys, smoking at the aisle.

One guy realising your presence. He’s rather short compare to others but he got the whitest blonde ever, his face is like cartoon character because he wears some eye make up. 

“What you lookin’ at, doll?” he asked. It made the guy who lend you a jacket turned around.

“I—uh,” your eyes met that denim jacket owner eyes, “hi.”

“Ow, she knew Chanyeolie…” the white blonde guy smirks.

“Leave her alone, Baek.” Chanyeol throw the buds to the ground and step on it.

“She’s cute.” Baek sneered and elbowing another guy beside him.

“She’s my girlfriend.” Chanyeol turned around and left the gang.

“You have a girlfriend??” another guy chimed in, “how come I didn’t know?”

“Do I have to report anything to you, Lay?” Chanyeol scoffed, “bye losers.”

He suddenly put his arms around your shoulder and drag you away.

“Sorry.” He murmured, “That was the easiest way to make you safe from those assholes.”

“Are they, uh, your friends?”

“Yeah, classmate in college.” Chanyeol nodded, “better stay away from them… they’re bad boys.”

“Does it means that you’re bad boy too?” you asked, “because you’re friends with them.”

He chuckles, “good point.” He stop for a while then nodded, “yeah, I kind of one of them, so…”

You smiles too, “oh, uh, this is your…”

“My jacket, thanks.”

“No, I thank you.” You said, “it saved me.” You paused, “you, you saved me.”

You want to believe that you saw a pink blush on his cheek but he hide it with a crisps laughter, “you made it sounds like big deal.”

“It is.” You nodded.

Then he stopped and looking at your clothes, “another white shirt? Didn’t you learn from mistakes?”

You’re looking down at your clothes, “oh, it’s actually… I’m working at a coffeeshop, and this is my uniform.”

“Then wear something inside.” He scoffed.

“I am wearing something inside.” You almost rolled your eyes.

“What? A bra?”

You gotta hold yourself from choking.

Then he clicking his tongue, an exclamation of disbelief.

“Well…” you shift your gaze into something far away, “it’s kind of uncomfortable to wear a tank or so.” You stopped, “ugh why am I even explaining this to you?” 

“You also don’t bring jacket?” he slaps your small bag.

You’re gulping, and you know yourself better than anyone. So yes, you’re clumsy, forgetful, and unprepared, as always.

“I, uh…”

“This is rainy season and your work require wearing a thin white shit, I mean shirt.” His face flat and judgy, “you like exposing yourself?”

“I’m not!” you’re flinching from how disrespectful he is.

“Your behavior says otherwise.”

“Whatever,” you push your fist which held the handle of the paper bag to his stomach, like punching him, “here, your jacket, Chanyeol-ssi!”

“Oh, you knew my name.”

“Yeah from your friends.”

“You remember it…” he smirks, “to be fair, what’s yours?”

You didn’t answer yet you left him sneering behind you.

-

“Welcome t—“ the words stuck in your gut when you saw Chanyeol get into the coffeshop with the white blonde guy.

“Oh! Chayeolie girlfriend!” Baekhyun, the white blonde guy shouts. He made your co-worker, Suho, your crush since the day one of working, creased his eyebrows.

“You have a boyfriend?” Suho asked.

“Hey, babe, two iced americano.” He smirks, “please.”

“What did you just called me?” you’re glaring at him.

He shows you his childlike smile which actually so damn attractive before went closer to your ear, “not my fault that I don’t know your name…”

“Oh, oh, Chanyeolie, you can’t kiss her! She’s woking! You gotta get her fired.” Baekhyun laughing behind him.

“Can’t help myself.” Chanyeol pretend to put his hands up, “Aren’t she so pretty?” he turned to Suho, “don’t flirt with my girl.” He said while tapping his card.

“Chanyeol-ssi!”

“See, she calls me formally when she’s mad.” Chanyeol winked at Suho. 

“She’s hot.” Baekhyun chimed in and Chanyeol smack him.

“You said that again about her, I’ll cut your tongue, Baek.”

And Baekhyun just giggled.

He was waiting at the counter while you brew his orders, his friend is smoking outside.

“You brought jacket today?” he asked when he saw the grey sky outside.

“None of your concern.”

“You prefer to be a display for some masher out there?”

You lift your gaze, mad at him, “sir, please, you got—“

He took off his flanel shirt and throw it to you, “wear that.”

“ I don’t need—“

“Hey, go make my coffee, miss,” he said, “does it always take this long for a drink?” he raised his voice on purpose so you can’t argue him

-

“Where’s your shirt?” Baekhyun asked whenChanyeol went outside with two coffees in his hand.

Chanyeol doesn’t replied.

“She’s not your girlfriend, is she?” Baekhyun sips his coffee.

“Hm.”

Baekhyun snickered.

“But I like her.”

-

The rain pouring and you just sit inside the locker room, staring at the red gingham flanel shirt in front of you.

You brought an umbrella today, but listen to him asking you a caring question with his unsympathetic tone strangely make your heart beat faster.

So you wear that shirt. And leave the umbrella behind.

When the shirt hug your body, you can’t help but smelling the musky trail from it, the strong manly fragrance mixed with his natural body scent, made you inhaled deeper.

“Damn, he smells like the ocean.” You murmured.

“You got a bold type of guy, I see.” You startled when Suho get into the locker room.

“Pardon?”

“Your boyfriend… I didn’t know you’re into some kind of bad boys…?”

“He’s… he’s not—“

“He’s not a bad boy?” Suho raised his eyebrows, “oh, I’m sorry, I judged him by appearance… sorry…”

“No, no, it’s fine.” You smiles, “it’s fine.”

-

Chanyeol stops in front of a store, he tilt his head in front of a mannequin that standing inside the glass window wearing a nice leather jacket.

“Pretty…” he murmured.

“Looking for something for your girlfriend? Come in, we’re having price reduction.” A shopkeeper greet him.

“Uh, no, I just…’

“See that leather jacket? It’s new collection and we only have one left because it looks expensive but actually very affordable.”

“Really?”

“Yup, and if you have your student card with you, we’ll give you discount!”

-

Chanyeol hold a paper bag filled with the leather jacket and feel stupid afterwards.

“I mean, what for?” he murmured, “why?”

“Chanyeol?”

He turned a saw you.

“Oh, what a coincidence…” you said, “your shirt…”

He’s looking at you, wearing the white shirt with your bright blue knit outter.

“You… wear jacket…” he murmured.

“Yeah, haha…” you awkwardly laughs. “uhm, your shirt…” you extend your arm to give him his shirt but then he also stretched his arm.

“Here.” he said.

“W-what is it?”

“Jacket.”

“Huh?” you’re confused.

“I bought you… jacket…” now you swore you saw his ear getting red.

“You bought me a jacket??”

“Take it!” he look away.

You stays immobile for few second before replied, “no.”

“Ugh, come on, just take it! It’s strange enough that I suddenly buy a girl jacket. This is so not me.” He inhaled, “alright, forget it, I’ll return this—“

“I don’t want you to stop bugging me.”

“huh?” he raised his eyebrows.

“If I accept the jacket, you’ll stop coming to me bugging me about my white shirt.”

He didn’t replied, yet his round eyes staring at yours. “you… want me to keep bugging you…”

“Because I like it.”

He scoffed. “you…”

“Keep that.” You push the paper bag in his hand away from you and about to stepping away when he suddenly drag you while rising his hand to stop a cab.

-

You arrived at his flat. A small but comfortable two rooms flat. You. In some guy’s house. But strangely you feel… safe?

Maybe you’re not safe, maybe you want whatever scenario your mind is cooking right now. And when he pushed you to the wall like somewhat cheesy novels you never read, and he breathed right in front of your face, you smell that minty candy mixed with the acidic from smoking.

And it only brought the sinner in you.

You want that lips crashing yours.

You want this bad boy to screw you side to side.

“Damn it.” He hissed, “I’ve been thinking about you since that day.”

You couldn’t say anything beside, “that day…?”

“That day you were panicking, you were so clumsy, so stupid for wearing a thin white shirt on rainy day… I can’t help but wanting to—argh.”

Then you realised, he’s not that sweet guy you’re always attracted to, not Suho kind of guy.

But there’s day when you got to accept your guts in a truest way. You might want the knight in shining armor kind of guy, but what if your heart beating for that villain on a dark horse? Problem is you know you want that villain more. A cute villain who can’t even express his feeling of wanting to protect you that day.

“How can you walk around in white shi—“

You pull his face and land your lips on his.

You hear a small gasp before he gave up and kiss you back.

Yeah, that minty candy mixed with hint of smoke smack your mouth but beyond that is how his plumpy lips devouring yours.

You can’t believe yourself that you kiss an oddball, in his house.

But it’s too late to pretend that you don’t want him. And kisses after kisses you’re already full of pictures of him, but when he pull away just to tilt and bend himslef further to reach your neck…

“If you kiss my neck, my resistance will crumble.” You said.

“I’d gladly take care of that.” He whispers and pressed his lips on the vein in the crook of your neck. And there your finger couldn’t resist the musky scent wavy hair near your jaw, your fingers carding it, keep it closer to you and his delicate lips drawing trails.

Now only the matter of time before it happens.

His kisses becoming more needy and urgent, hands slides down your waist, pulling it closer to his body. And a small gasp slipped out of your lips when you feel somethings growing hard down there.

You pull yourself away to search for his eyes, and when you met his gaze, he’s smiling. Your eyes drawn to the dimples on his cheek and you scoffed. Is he really that villain in a dark horse? Because he looks cuter than any guy you ever met.

“Tell me what you want…” he inaudibly said it and that just sexy. He talks without a sound is sexy? You’ve gone mad for sure.

“I want you.” That’s the only answer you can think about.

He leans while caressing your sides, then he caught your wrist and drag you somewhere. You thought he’s gonna throw you to his bed but no, he brought you to his bathroom.

Bathroom sex? That’s naughty.

But the fact that he threw you under the shower and turn it on got you gasping from the cold water.

“those white shirt is a sin…” he murmured, “I fantasized about it ever since…” he turned the shower off and his thumb running on your cheek, “look at you, baby…”

He made you facing the mirror, now that you’re drenched you could see your skin, and your dark colored bra is see through the fabric. You saw his big palms roaming around your body. Flatened your stomach, caressing your arms.

He suddenly unhooked your bra, “can we let this friend go?”

You never left the eye contact with him through the mirror, so you nod.

“Help me?” he burried his face on your neck while you unbuttoning your shirt. “keep the shirt…” he whispers.

You unhooked the straps and with a bit of effort, the bra finally gone.

“Fuck…” his hands cupping your breast through the fabric, searching for your nips, and you oddly feel prouder of yourself.

You’re proud because you’re able to make a man as atttractive as him seems to be head over heels over you.

“Ah…” moan escaped as you feel his thumb and index finger twisting your nips, “Chanyeol…”

“Bed?”

You bite your lips while nodding.

Your pants gone, along with his t-shirt and jeans, and he’s now above you, elbow propping himself while he kisses your jaw, neck, down to your chest and now taking your breast in his mouth. Still with the shirt fabric in between.

That’s just darn sexy, and it makes you go bolder. You circled his waist with your leg, let your sensitive parts feel his buldge, and make him breathing heavily everytime there’s a friction down there.

“Babe…” he warned you.

“What?” you whining, “I want it.”

“I want it too…” he kissed you again, “but I want it to last long… I want to feel you longer…” he says.

His voice just brought heat into your core. “get inside me now, or I’ll go down for you.

“no, no don’t go down on me, I want to—“

“Then get inside me now, Chanyeol!”

he chuckles on your assertive voice, “can’t wait a little longer?”

“No, can not.”

He push his briefs down and you gasped.

“That’s… quite a size…”

He smirks, looking proud of his length down there. “can you take ‘em all at once?” he’s so cocky and you like that.

“I don’t know… try me?”

He inserted himself inside you not in the most gentle way.

“AH!” you screams, “be gentle!”

“I did it on purpose cause I wanna hear you screamin’…” he bite your shoulder.

“You… ah,” he thrust you slowly but his size got you breathless for a moment.

“You good?”

“Slowly…”

he pumped you slowly until you adjusted with his size better.

“Can I go hundred?” he whispers to your ear.

“Uh-huh…” and then next is you cursing and praising God at the same time between the short breathe. All you hear is skin slapping skin, the sound of him grunting, his urgencies of searching for your skin to be kissed. Until the wave of orgasm came nearer.

“Chanyeol take me from behind.” This position take you to your peak easier, without realising that this position is also his favorite to ended the game.

“You near?”

You nodded.

“You’re so unromantic…” he blabbing, “how can I kiss you when you cum in this position?”

“Oh shut it, kiss me later!” you said, “now fuck me.”

He laughs, never knew he’s met a girl like you.

After few deep thrusts, you release a long satisfied moan, and few more low thrust and he detached himself from you while cumming on your back.

“Did you just…?”

he took the white shirt which now completely unbutton and wipe his cement from your back with it, “I’ll wash it for you… don’t worry.” He said while pulling you inside the blanket.

You could only smile while he pull you closer.

“Now we’re dating, okay?” he suddenly said.

“We do?”

“Yeah.” He rolled his eyes, “don’t flirt with that guy with a rich vibe, co-worker of yours again.”

“Suho?”

“I don’t care who’s his name…” he said, “but damn, even his name is handsome. Fuck you Suho.”

“Hey! What did he do to you?” you scold him.

He smiles and kiss your forehead, “I really like you… that’s why.”

“Sooo… I’m your girlfriend now?”

he pulled away to look at your face and thinned his lips and showed his dimple, “yes!”

You kissed that dimples, “okay, I like that.”

“Now you can take the jacket I bought you, because I’d still gonna bug you out everyday… since you’re my girlfriend.”

“Okay, deal.” You nodded inside his embrace, “but I can’t promise you to wear a tank under my white shirt.”

“No, it’s okay, don’t wear it if it’s uncomfortable for you… especially when we have a date…”

“What about it?” you asked.

“Always wear a white shirt in our date…” then he leaned down and whispers to your ear, “with a strapless bra.”

[gloriousprofessorhan]

blue flowers

it was a fun game until she’s gone.

re-upload ‘blue flowers’ from AFF 2019

“Babe, where are you?”

“On my way back home.” He said.

“I called you.”

“I know, I know, I was busy with all people who trying to be chatty with me.”

“Replying my message would only cost you less than one minute!” 

You hear a low grunt from the other line.

“Oh, you’re annoyed? You’re annoyed because I’m nagging while you were gone MIA for two days?”

“I wasn’t MIA, ok? Yesterday I was on the plane from Dubai, and today I was on a big meeting and I told you I’s have a charity party at night. You know how is it at the party. People trying to talk to me and I can’t be seen being busy with my phoen just because my girlfriend is too clingy.”

You paused, now he thinks you’re clingy.

“Alright, good night.” You hang the call, there’s no need to continue the argument, he would never pamper you anyway. Then you saw at your wrist, your smart watch is showing a blue flower, an icon to remind you to breathe.

And you breathe.

-

It was the summer party your parents made in your summer house. Many colleagues and family friends are invited, and you’re being introduced by one of your cousin to this young businessman, got an adorable smile, quite chatty, and handsome as hell.

You two very quick got into a deeper talk that night, you’re captured by how this guy got everything in a perfect amount. To be honest, as the daughter of a rich businessman, you’re tired of guys who treat you like a fine china. And after few dates, and two kisses, you two decided to date exclussively.

Baekhyun sighs when you hang up the phonecall, he’s looking at someone sitting across him at the lounge. Still at the charity party.

“Why you’re lying?” she asked. She’s Jieun, a client turned to friend. You knew her but never met her, Baekhyun also not very close to her but she seems to like talking to Baekhyun in any occassion. Hopely only like to talk to him because he’s such a smart guy, not into something more.

Baekhyun shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t know why I’m lying…”

“Will she be mad if she knew you’re still at the party?”

“I just want her to stop asking where am I.”

“She’ll stop asking when you give her answer.” She said again.

Baekhyun sip his champagne. 

“Why are you being like this?” she asked.

“I don’t know… maybe I’m just bored, I need a getaway.” He replied.

“Then ask her to go on a weekend short getaway with you.”

He scoffed, “his parents are too old fashioned to let her go on a vacation with his boyfriend.”

“Really??”

“Yeah… they’re a strict family.” Baekhyun swirl the glass, “I mean, she can go on a vacation with me but not only two of us.”

“Oh, like family retreat?” she chcukles.

Baekhyun laughs, “silly, right? What are they afraid of? That me and my grilfriend would sleep in the same room doing whatever couples do?” he scoffing again, “if we want to do that, we don’t have to go on a vacation, fool, I’m just gonna invite her to my house and problem solved.”

“But, is it really the problem? Mean that you never slept with her before?”

Baekhyun snickered, “of course I had! I told you, there’s no use on watching us during holiday, because we’ve done sex if that’s what her family was anxious about.”

“Is her family religious?”

“I don’t think so... they’re just afraid that I’d impregnant her before marriage. Because they don’t want to be embarassed by that…”

“What so embarassing by being pregnant?”

“Ask those old money, they’re somehow a little narrow minded.” he scoffed.

“And that makes you love her less?”

“I love her, but she couldn’t decide anything on her own!” he emptied his glass.

They both enjoying another glass of champagne, with him ignoring the buzzing from his cellphone, and her accompanying him through the rest of the event.

“Baekhyun…” she said, her voice is lower and huskier than before, “if you need a getaway, you can go with me… we can go to a resort on a beach for one night or two… I promised you it’s gonna be a relaxing getaway for you…”

-

He came to your house with the smile you always love and the flowers in his hand.

“Hey…” he said.

You let him step into your house and let him following you to the kitchen. The big house looks empty so he asked,

“Where’s everyone?”

“Dad’s at his office obviously, mom going abroad. No sibling because I’m the only child in case you forgot.” You shortly replied.

“You’re being sarcastic.” He pouts, “I’m sorry...”

“For?”

“For neglecting your calls last night, I was go straight to sleep because I’m exhausted.” He gave you a hug.

You pour him a drink before you two talking at the backyard.

“Wanna go somewhere? Movie or dinner?” he asked.

“Now?”

“Uh hum…”

“I can’t, I have to study for a test.”

“What test? As far as I know you’re graduated from college.” Baekhyun tilr his head.

“I’m going to work at dad’s company, and he doesn’t want me to get in there just because I’m his daughter, he wants me to take proper tests.”

“Whoa… so you’re gonna study in your room later?”

You nodded.

“Why don’t you go study now, I can come with you, accompanying you…” he smirks.

“Upstairs?”

He cheekily nodded, and then leaning to whispers, “I wanna be alone with you.”

Of course the study never happened because now you’re under him, hugging his waist with your leg, breathing heavily while you got pumping down there. His mouth keep searching for places to kiss while you grab his hand harder when you feel the intense tickling feeling bubbling on you lower stomach.

“I’m coming, babe.” You grunts and he smirks.

“Want me to go harder?”

“Uh-huh, uh huh… uh yess…”

He kissed you when your body shaking and your leg gave up from hugging him.

He sleeps on the bed while you’re reading some notes, his cellphone buzzing on the table several times, and since it’s close to you, you can read the preview.

Jieun: what you doing?

You creased your eyebrows, “Why would she text Baekhyun?” then you remember she was his client, “maybe they have another project together?” you’re trying to think positively.

-

“Baekhyun!”

he turned and saw a girl, “Hyeji?” 

“Hey! I didn’t expect to see you here!” they were at the lobby of a luxurious junction which has a fine dining area, laid back lounge and a night club upstairs.

“Me too.” He smiles, “I’m just finishing a meeting. So, how are you?” he rose and give the girl a light hug.

“Fine. Never better!”

Baekhyun saw a ring on her finger, “and engaged?”

She shyly chuckles, “yup.”

“I can’t believe one of my ex going to settle down soon!”

Hyeji giggles, “fun fact, I dated my fiance for less than a year before he’s on one knee.”

“That soon?”

Hyeji grinning, “it doesn’t take long to realise that he’s the one, really!”

Baekhyun smiles, Hyeji is one of girlfriend he adores when they were still together. She’s a hardworker, it’s just their living class which way different. Baekhyun came from wealthy family just like you. Moreover, he’s witty self let him being a multimillionaire in young age. While Hyeji has to work extra hard to pay for school and living. Even if Baekhyun told her that he’d cover everything for her, seems like Hyeji has a different way of thinking which made them argue all the time.

“I’m happy for you.” He said.

She smiles.

“So when is the wedding?”

“Next month.” She replied, “so… how are you?”

Baekhyun shrugged, “as you can see.”

“You aren’t change much.” Hyeji said.

“Hope I’m not.”

“What about girlfriend, or fiance maybe? Or maybe a wife??”

Baekhyun laughs, “I have a girlfriend.”

“Cool, tell me more about her.” 

“Have a seat.” Baekhyun sat and Hyeji sat across him.

“So, who’s this unlucky girl?”

Baekhyun laughs, “right, she’s unlucky because she fell for a guy like me, but I kind of lucky because she met all my expectation about being a girlfriend, or maybe a future wife?”

“Aww, Byun Baekhyun thinking about settling down?”

He laughs again.

“She came from a rich family like you?”

Baekhyun nodded.

“See? It’s easy if its meant to be.”

“Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

Hyeji were there for her bachelorette party and somehow Baekhyun was suddenly invited, the party wasn’t wild, but everyone is partying and drinking, and at some point they were dancing. Just two of them, inside a crowd of strangers.

“I was still in love with you when we broke up.” Hyeji said.

Baekhyun smiles, thin and sweet, “do you think I wasn’t?”

“Don’t lie, I was the one loving you so much while you always had your eyes on that girl… your colleague daughter.”

Baekhyun chuckles, “fun fact, she’s my grilfriend now.”

“Seriously??”

“Yeah…” he smuggly smiling.

“Damn you Baekhyun, you’re really in love with this girl, aren’t you?”

“Told ya, I’m so lucky that she finally mine.”

“Marry her.”

“I will, one day…” he smirks.

And she smiles.

“God, your smile is still captivating.”

“Baek…”

“One last kiss won’t hurt your fiance’s feeling I guess?”

“Wouldn’t it hurt your girlfriend?” she asked.

“She doesn’t have to know…” and he tilt his head, kissing her passionately.

-

Baekhyun thanked God he didn’t wake up beside his ex-girlfriend, instead he was home, and you were there.

“Baby…” he groaned while stretched out.

“A girl called me from your phone last night, no, this dawn, because you passed out in a club. Lucky that mom and dad aren’t home.” You said, “I drove at 3 to picked you up… Gosh, Baekhyun…”

he sat up and reach your waist, “this is why I fucking love you…” he snuggles further to your neck. “I love you…” he murmured.

“Stop it…” you don’t feel good when he keeps saying those words because you know he must keeping something from you, an dthinking of how he was wasted at a club really bother your mind right now.

“Who was the girl who called me last night?”

Baekhyun shrugged his shoulder, “a nice stranger?”

You never satisfied with this kind of answer but you know more question means arguments and you knew where it goes, you have no energy for that. Not after hundred of arguments about the same cause. You feel your smart watch buzing and the blue flower forming. You’re breathing following the movements of the petals.

“You still using that breathing app?” he asked.

You briefly nodded.

“Breathing is automatic, babe, why you even need that?”

“Sometimes it’s suffocating.”

“Why? Because of me?”

“Not particularly, but it’s nice when something remind you to breathe, to relax… reminding you that you’re alive.”

He paused, but his eyes looking at you, “Hey, let’s go somewhere since your parents aren’t in town.” Baekhyun pull away a bit to see you face.

“Like where?”

“To my beach house?”

“But it’s not summer.”

“Who cares? I just need to be with you.” He pulls you to his arms, let you cuddled up inside his embrace.

Jieun: [picture]

Jieun: check that out.

“Who’s that?” you asked.

“Jieun.”

“I saw her texting you all the time. Do you have a new project with her?”

Baekhyun humming, “yeah…”

“What project?”

“Uh, long story, I’ll tell you only if you agree to stay with me at my beach house tonight.” Baekhyun still busy with his cellphone.

“I can’t, I stayed out last night because of you, remember? I can’t stay out everyday.”

He pouts, “come on… don’t you wanna be with me?”

“You know how to be with me all the time…” you said.

“I know, I know,” he smiles, he took the hints perfectly all the time. You just want him to say those words, to ask you to marry him, but he’s never ready.

“What keeping you from saying it to me?” you asked, “am I not good enough?”

“Babe, come on…” he hugs you again, “don’t make me sad.”

“You’re the one who make me sad.”

“Okay, okay, give me just a little more time.” He said, “not to convince my heart, because I can’t think of anyone else to be my wife beside you, but a little more time to plan where, when, and how I’d ask you… I promise you it’s gonna be astounding.”

-

Baekhyun called you yesterday telling you that he has to go to Singapore for a business trip, he’ll be back on Saturday. And you haven’t heard from him since last night.

“Girlfriend again?” Jieun asked. She was in a bathrobe stepping out from the bathroom.

He was in Jeju with her. The text she sent was the resort she said she wants to go and Baekhyun booked a room for them.

“Uh huh.” He type a message.

“Why don’t you just broke up with her and be with me?”

“I can’t, I love her.”

“But you did this to her??”

Baekhyun smirks, “I’m going to propose her after I come back from here.”

“You wh-???””

Baekhyun sighs, “I promise myself that I’d stop all the game after this. I’m going to focus on her only. She’s the only one I could ever think of being the one.”

“You really turn me off.” Jieun rolled her eyes.

Baekhyun snickered, “really? Let me check if you really aren’t wet for me, miss.”

-

You went inside this famous bakery in town, buying some pastries when someone called you.

She bowed and you realised that she’s Baekhyun’s secretary.

“I thought you’re still in Jeju, miss.” She said.

“In Jeju? Baekhyun is in Jeju now?”

The secretary hesitantly nodded.

“Isn’t he in Singapore now?”

She seems pale.

“Hey, hey it’s fine,” you said, “I’m sure it’s just a misunderstanding. But why did you think I’m in Jeju with him now?”

“Uh, yes, miss, because mr. Byun bought two tickets to Jeju and he booked a resort there.” She said.

“Oh…”

“I’m—“

“Hey, it’s fine.” You smiles, “I know about the resort, I think he bought that as a surprise for me… and you just ruined it.” You playfully winked.

As someone who taught to always held your head high even in a critical situation, you know you can’t be seen fooled by anyone, especially your own boyfriend.

But you cried in the car and your smart watch buzzing again and the blue flower showed up.

-

“NOW YOU EXPLAIN TO ME WHO WAS WITH YOU!!” you shouts at him on the day he appeared in front of you on Saturday night, the day he said he was just landed from Singapore.

“Babe?”

“I know you were in Jeju, you bastard!!”

“I was—babe, I can explain.”

“Yeah you should be, now explain!!”

“It was a surprise present for a friend.”

“Who?”

“Junmyeon, for his honeymoon.” He said.

“Don’t lie to me, Baekhyun, I can call Junmeyon now!” you yelled, how silly was the reason, Junmyeon hasn’t even got married to anyone and it boiled your blood even more.

“Babe…”

“Stop using your friend to keep lying to me, Baek!!”

“Argh! Listen to me!!” he grunts.

“I am not listening if you still thinking of lying to my face!”

“Okay, I’m sorry! I lied to you, I was with Jieun.”

You stop, your whole world stop spinning, you can’t believe what he just said. “y-you  were with Jieun…?”

He’s gazing at the marbled floor, “I’m sorry, I was… I was wrong…”

“You’re… you’re cheating on me…?? Baekhyun?” tears rolled down, you didn’t even notice it.

“Baby, I promise you it’lll never happen again! I swear it was a mistake I’d never repeat!!”

You didn’t say anything for a moment, trying to make up your mind.

Byun bakehyun, your boyfriend fro 2 years, lying to you. And you sure that wasn’t the first time.

“Babe…?” he’s trying to come closer, “babe, I’m sorry, it was a mistake.”

“No.” you cut him, “I was, I was the mistake.”

“What are you saying??” he looks concerned.

“I know I’m different than all girls you’ve been having relationship with… you always told me I can’t even make a decision by myself, I am driven by my family, unlike other couples we can’t go on a vacation just two of us… I never met your expectation of how common couple would date…”

“No, baby…”

“I’ve been thinking about it a lot,” you said, “the way I stopped confronting you when you’re going MIA, when you’re wasted in a club, texting girls… because I know I can’t give you—“

“You gave me everything! Please! Please stop.” He cuts you. “please…”

You’re looking at him, he was the most beautiful man you ever known, you had several exes in the past but Baekhyun hold most of your heart, he’s witty, he’s funny, he’s good looking. “Baekhyun…”

“Please…” he whispers whil ereaching your hand.

“… broke up with me.”

“Wh—“

“Broke up with me, Baek…”

“But—“

“It’s a mistake if you want to stay with me… you need someone match your pace, someone who can run with you wildly, not some bird in a golden cage.”

Baekhyun staring into your eyes, trying to let you know that he doesn’t agree with whatever you said.

“Break up with me…” you pleaded.

“Wait for me.” He said, “I’ll be a better person for you. I promise.”

-

8 months later.

It’s nice to be back to Seoul after an intense work training to your father’s company in Europe. And you have to admit that being away from the city in which you got your heart britally broke was nice.

Today is the first month of you officially working at your father’s company as one of the business analysts, you did a good job, even your father is proud of you.

“Miss, here the file you asked, and you got an invitation.” Your assistant came and give you few big envelopes.

“Invitation?”

“A wedding invitation.”

Your heart pounding.

Who?

You snatch the envelope and read the name.

Kim Junmyeon & Kang Jieun

You feel silly for breathing in relieve, you shouldn’t feel that way. Even if Baekhyun name was on it, you should be happy for him.

-

The wedding took place in a big cathedral, nice and elegant, the flowers are all white and the wedding band playing the smoothest jazz ever.

You stepped in and looked around, you found some old friends who immediately greet you, asking you how are you because ethey didn’t expect to see you here in Seoul, they’re all knew you moved to Europe 8 months a go, after the break up.

“Hey, someone looking for you.” Sehun, your junior in college, also a family friend pointed at a direction.

Baekhyun.

In a blacksuit, white shirt, no tie, smiling at you.

“Hey…” he said.

“Hey…” you greet him back.

“How are you?”

“Never better.”

And his smile bloomed. “You came alone?”

You nodded, “you?”

“Yes.” He replied.

“Where’s your girlfriend?” you asked.

“I don’t have one. Not a girlfriend, not a fling, no one. No one after you.”

You feel the bubble formed inside your chest, but you just smiling.

“I’m trying to prove something here…” he whispers.

“Yeah, and you did.”

He nodded, “so…” he looked down briefly to take your hand when he stopped, stunned, dumbfounded by the ring on your finger. “Wh—what the… what is this? This is just an accessories, isn’t it??”

You waited for him to level up his eyes to yours, and when he did, you shook your head.

“Who?” he asked.

“An aqcuiantance I met in Europe some months a go.”

“But to engage to him… isn’t it… too soon?” he asked.

“It’s easy when it’s meant to be, Baek.”

“Bullshit.” He gritted his teeth, “but I, I did this for you! I changed for you!”

“But I changed after I met him.”

Baekhyun scoffed.

“It’s not anymore suffocating, Baek… breathing is easy when I’m with him.” You rubbed the chained watch on your wrist, not anymore the smart watch.

“And where is he now?” he asked.

“Still in Europe, he’ll be here next week.”

“And you’re okay with long distance relationship?” he asked, “come on, you love me more because you can’t stand being away from me even for two nights.”

“Because I trust him…” you replied.

You gotta admit, to see those dark orbs of the man in front of you wet from tears breaking your heart, but as much love you got for him, you were never find ease when you’re with him.

“I’m sorry…” you murmured.

“But I love you…”

“I loved you enough when I’m with you.” You said, “now please… be happy for me.”

He gulped, swallowing the lump in his throat. “I…”

You stepped forward and reach him, brought him to your hug, “be happy for me…”

And he didn’t say anything because he could never.

-end-

[gloriousprofessorhan]

muffin

in which you’re bestfriend with Kyungsoo, and he called you muffin

(re-upload, ‘Muffin’, on AFF 2018)

“Have a nice day.” You said.

“I won’t.” he coldly replied.

You rolled your eyes and left his side to walk with Chen. “If only he could be nicer.” You mumbled and Chen chuckling beside you.

“Then what? You gonna date him if he’s nicer to you, muffin?” Chen teased you with the nickname you got from him.

“Shut up.”

“Ah, sorry, you have a boyfriend.”

Chen continue laughing while you grumbling. You’re waving your hand to your friend, “Wendy! Wait!”

You semi run towards Wendy leaving Chen and your grumpy childhood bestfriend, Kyungsoo.

“How’s the exam?” Wendy asked while sipping her slushie.

“Surprisingly good!” you grabbed her slushie and sip it. “Can’t believe I answered all the question.”

“Hey, ladies.” Wendy’s classmate, Suji greet you and her. You’re not very close to Suji but she’s a pretty and nice girl, “wanna go grab lunch?”

You remember you promised Kyungsoo to have lunch with him after he handed the paper, “I’ll skip, I’m going to have lunch with Kyungsoo later.”

“He’s your boyfriend? I’m in the same science class with him.” Suji said.

“No, no,” you gestured your hands like an X, “we’re just childhood friends.”

“She has a boyfriend.” Wendy pointed at you, “Lay, from Art major.”

“Oh, I see… and Lay’s gonna join you for lunch later?” Suji asked.

“Uhm, no… he got another paperworks… so…”

“And he’s fine with your relationship with Kyungsoo?” 

“Of course,” you laughs, “they’re friends… I know Lay from Kyungsoo.”

-

You’re waiting for Kyungsoo at the College park and you saw him walking with Chen and Kai, “Dyo!” you called him by the nickname you gave him, it’s from his surename, Doh.

He turned to see you and nod, “what?”

“So what are we having for lunch?”

He raised his eyebrows a bit, “lunch? I just had lunch with them.” He pointed the two other boys.

“What???”

“Well, I’m hungry after finishing the paper.” He said it calmly, “you haven’t eat? It’s almost 3 pm.” 

“Because you—“ you harshly inhaled air and finally said, “yeah I haven’t eat, I’m just gonna grab whatever in the convinience store and eat it while walking home.”

You turned around and fished your cellphone from your bag and call your boyfriend.

“Hey, babe.” He answered.

“Where are you? I’m hungry, wanna go grab lunch?”

“I had one, you haven’t eat?”

“Not yet…” you sighs.

“I can’t go anywhere now, I’m still working on my final project.” He said. “You good?”

“Yeah, I’m fine… bye…” you hung up and walking towards your house, it’s not close from the Campus but you feel like enjoying the nice weather.

“Muffin!!”

You knew who’s voice it was but you keep walking.

“Where’s your lunch?” Kyungsoo jabbed your shoulders while panting after he ran after you.

“I haven’t buy one.”

“Let’s go.”

“Huh?” he pull you to a small market and next thing you know you’re sitting in front of bibimbap stall and Kyungsoo already order one for you.

“Even tho I told you to have lunch with me, if you’re hungry then go eat by yourself first.” He said while mixing the rice for you.

“I’m unlike you,” you said, “if I promised something to someone, I’ll keep it.”

He laughs, showing his cute gummy, “good girl,” he patted you head, “now eat.” 

You shove the spoon to your mouth and you know he’s watching you.

“Where’s Lay?” he asked.

“Busy with final project.” You shortly replied.

“Neglected again~” he sang the last part just to make you pout.

You scoffed while busy chewing your food.

“Hey, I saw you talked to Suji before.”

You turned to see him with squinting eyes. Kyungsoo never asked about a girl like this before. “Yeah.”

“She’s pretty like cupcakes.” He said.

You rolled your eyes, you have a history about you nickname that related to Kyungsoo and cupcake.

“We’re at a same class.” He murmured.

“Yeah, she told me that—“

“What if you set me up with her?’

You almost choked on your food, “you… w-what? You like her??”

“Well,” he shrugged his shoulders, “she’s cute.”

“You don’t like cute girls!”

“And who are you deciding what kind of girls I like?” he mocked.

You munch your food slower, “so… you like Suji?”

“I don’t know yet… but I think she’s cute.” Kyungsoo chuckles.

-

it wasn’t a double date since you were on a date with Lay and you told Suji if she wants to join, and you saw a brighter smile when you mentioned that Kyungsoo might be there too.

Lay and Kyungsoo talked about games they were playing and Suji seems to enjoying the conversation and you can’t help but observing how Kyungsoo being gentle to Suji. He likes the girl. You knew.

Moreover when Kyungsoo offering to walk her home.

He likes her.

You knew.

-

“How is it with her?” you asked Kyungsoo when you met him in front of your Campus gate.

“Huh?”

“Come onn… you know whom I was talking about.” You took the cola from his hand.

“We talked a lot on the way home.”

“And?”

He’s turning to see you, “I like her.”

You stop walking.

“Muffin?” he stopped and turned his heels and stretched his arms out, “my cola.”

-

The following week you saw Suji’s social media when he posted her picture with Kyungsoo and the caption was: love.

“Oohh~ my Kyungsoo have a girlfriend~” you teased him when you met him later on at the subway station.

He smiles widely, something he rarely done. “we went out just us few more times before I told her if she wants to be my girl.”

“Tell me the details!!” you asked when he pull you to the train and he found you both seats.

“What details? We went out for a meal and on the way home I told her that I like her, she said yes.” He plug the earphones on his phone and scroll the music directory, press play to a song and offer the other end of the earphone to you.

You took it without saying anything, “you happy?”

He nodded, “told you, I like her.”

-

“Valentine’s coming, do we have plans?” you asked Lay.

“Of course.” He kissed your hair, “dinner?”

You nodded while looking at him designing something on his computer tablet, “I hate your projects.” You murmured.

Lay laughing, “why?”

“I’m jealous that you put more attention to them than to me.”

Lay clicked ‘save’ and put it down on the table, then he joined you on the bed, his bed, “you missed me, aren’t you?”

“I’ve told you that million times but you always said: my final project this, my final project that.” You pouts and he kiss the pout away.

“Let’s go on a date on val’s day. I’ll book a place for us.”

-

He said that but he was the one coming to you asking, “have you book a restaurant for us?”

You can’t  help but furrowing your eyebrows.

“Hey, Soo.” Lay greets Kyungsoo who walks with you towards your class together.

“Me? Do I have to book it for us?” You raised your voice.

Lay looks confused, “yeah, no?”

“No.” You replied, “you said you’re gonna book a place for us, you told me that! Oh my God, Lay, I can’t believe—“

“You guys can join me and Suji.” Kyungso cuts you before you explode.

“Why would us??” you shout at him.

“Hey, babe, come on, we can join Kyungsoo and Suji… come on…” Lay tried to hug you.

“Yeah, me and Suji is gonna celebrate val’s day at the french restaurant down the street, it’s new, the place’s nice and the price is good, not gonna robbed us as student.” Kyungsoo explained.

“Let me go!” you escaped yourself from Lay and left them.

“Book another table for us, please.” Lay said to Kyungsoo and go after you.

-

You know you should’ve been mad to your boyfriend when he called you saying that he couldn’t make it to the val’s day dinner, but you really can’t because he said he’s stuck on train from Seokchon to Seoul due to heavy snow.

Then Kyungsoo came to your house. Alone.

“Where’s Suji?”

“She has to go to the hospital.” He said.

“Everything’s okay??”

He nods, “her little sister fell from bike and she has to be with her mom because her father is out of town.”

“Why don’t you come with her?” you asked.

Kyungsoo shook his head, “I haven’t being introduced formally to her parents.”

“Isn’t it the good time to be introduced to her mom at least?”

He shrugged his shoulders, “she said otherwise.”

You didn’t say anything for a while, looking at the bright winter afternoon, you two just sitting side by side on your house’s patio.

“Cold.” Kyungsoo murmured.

“Let’s get inside.” 

“Let’s just go to the restaurant.” Kyungsoo suggested, “I already made reservation, my reputation is at stake.”

You crinkle your nose, “you made two reservations, right?”

“Yeah, but the other one is under Lay’s name… just let the restaurant thinks that guy is irresponsible.”

-

It’s a set menu you got, pretty appetizers for each, steaks as the main course and one nice vanilla cake and ice cream as dessert for both of you to share.

Kyungsoo read a table tent that said something about special menu.

“Have you ever tried caviar?” he asked.

“Not yet, but I really want to try one… people said it’s amazing.”

“Who’s that people?” Kyungsoo raised one eyebrow.

“Uhm, some people on TV.”

He scoffed, “they give it for free as special val’s day menu.”

“Realllyy??”

Kyungsoo showed you the promotion then you raised your hand to call a waiter.

“Can I help you, miss?”

“Yes, uhm, can I have one sweet potato crème fraiche caviar?” you said, and Kyungsoo silently cooing at how you pronounce a hard name.

“Oh that special menu?”

“Yes,” You said, “it’s free, right?”

“Correct! It only have one super easy requirement to get that menu.”

You both raised your eyebrows, “requirement?”

“Just kiss your partner.”

“You don’t really want that caviar…” he said.

“I’m curious, and this actually a good chance I can taste that expensive shit…” you murmured, “but… well, damn you Lay Zhang!!” you cursed your MIA boyfriend, “where are you when I need you.”

“Okay let’s call that waiter and claim the caviar.” Kyungsoo said.

“What??” You saw him staring at you. “but the req—“

“Don’t act like we’re not each other’s first kiss.” He said just above whispers, and you’ll lie to yourself if you said you didn’t feel that bubble inside your chest.

“But that was…” you didn’t continue because hell, you were friends for ever with him and there’s no way you feel this way, and there’s no way he’s involving any extended feeling when he pick up that first kiss topic again.

Yes, you were each other’s first kiss, but that was because the 12 years old you and him were curious about how it feels when lips meet other lips, and it happened after you two watching a foreign TV series where the heroine kissing the love of her life.

“Have you ever kissed someone?” Kyungsoo asked one day when you both walked home after a piano lesson.

“Yeah.” You murmured.

“Liar.”

“Okay, never, but I know how to kiss.” You said.

Kyungsoo scoffed. “how?”

You gestured your fingers, putting it together, “pout your lips and go forward and stick it to—“

“Stick it???” Kyungsoo flinched, “stick??”

You sulked and walked away while he was laughing.

“Muffin!”

“Stop calling me that!” you walked faster.

He ran after you and pull your shoulder, “let’s try.”

“Try what?”

“Kissing.” He said.

“Gross!!”

“Okay then be a lip-virgin forever.” Kyungsoo walked passing you.

“Huh?” you started to worry, will someone kissed you later? or you will be a lip-virgin forever. “Dyo! Wait!”

“Stop calling me that!”

“Kiss me!”

he turned around, “huh…?”

you stood right in front of him, and your height was similar to him, it was years before he suddenly grew much taller than you. 

He was staring at you, and you can’t help but lowering your gaze. And when you’re looking at him again, he immediately avoiding you.

“So, w-what should I do first?” he asked.

“Just… uh…” you really can’t lift your gaze, suddenly he put his palm on your shoulder, and his feet move forward.

“look at me…” he said.

You lift your face and realised how close you were. Then you saw him started to close his eyes, and so do you, and after a long excruciating second, you’re finally feel something soft touching your lips.

His lips stayed there for another few second before detached them from yours. It was just a long innocent peck. But you and him were walking home in silence after that.

And no one talking about it again.

Until today.

“Are we really… gonna…” you search for Kyungsoo’s ‘I’m just kidding’ but you saw his flat face.

“Yeah, why not.” He shrugged, “I never had caviar, you too, and the requirement is only kissing you… easy.”

“Easy?” you scoffed, “kissing me is easy?”

“Lay knew better I bet, but, come on, nothing to lose, we would only gain two crème fraiche caviar in roasted sweet potato.” He made a yummy gesture by kissing his thumb and index finger together.

Yeah, what would be so hard with kissing him, right?

“Okay.” You said and Kyungsoo casually raised his hand to call a waiter.

“Can I help you, sir?”

“Can we get the caviar?”

“Of course, just show me your love to your girl, sir.” The waiter smiles.

And Kyungsoo reached out to palmed your jaw, briefly caressing your cheek before lift his gaze to meet yours, and your brain start telling you that this isn’t right. You should stop him, you shouls say no, you should—

His face is getting closer, and closer, and he tilt his head.

You hold your breath.

He stop for one milisecond before capture your lips.

You gulp when he touches your lips.

And he kissed you.

And you kissed him back.

And he move his lips between yours.

And you don’t know when and how but your hand is on his nape.

Shit.

You pulled away and he’s startled. The waiter didn’t seem to notice because he’s smiling happily while preparing the caviar for both of you.

You couldn’t focus on whatever happened after the kiss. And the caviar that served tasted bland.

-

“You haven’t forgive me.” Lay sat across you in a fast food stall near your college.

“For?”

“For stuck inside the train in the middle of the snow storm that made me unable to spent val’s day with you.”

“That was two weeks a go.” You continue your meal.

“Yeah, and you act so cold since then.” He tried to get you feed him.

“I’m fine, I’m always fine… even if you’re never there for me, I’m fine.” You fake a smile.

“See… you’re mad at me.” He sighs.

“Do you love me?” you stopped eating.

“Uh-hum.”

“Uh-hum?”

Lay stop trying to steal your food and looking at you instead, “that’s another way to say yes.”

“A lazy way to say yes.” You corrected him.

Lay shrugged his shoulder.

“You never said you love me, you choose lazy way to answer me when I asked if you ever love me. God…”

“Are you on period?”

“This has nothing to do with my period, Lay, you’ve been so insensitive and deserting me a lot! And I’m tired of trying to understand you!”

“Whoa-whoa… wait, babe, when did I—“

“When? When, huh? It was when you always put you final project whatsoever first.”

“But that’s for my future!” he said.

You stopped.

“You’re being selfish.” Lay said.

“Oh…” you paused, “am I?”

Lay nodded.

“Okay, let’s put your future first…” you said, “go focus on your future first… and if we meant to be together, let’s meet in the future.”

“W-what do you mean?”

“Let’s not see each other again as couple… let’s just be friends.”

“You break up with me?”

You nodded, “I’m sorry for disturbing you from focusing on your future.”

“But babe…”

“Stop calling me that.”

“You’re just mad, babe…”

You stood up and Lay also standing up, “I’m not kidding, Lay, I’m tired of this relationship where I was the only one trying to hold on the thin thread that connect us… I’m sorry, but I really can’t continue this.”

-

You didn’t cry on the first day you broke up with him, but cried the day after. However, it was a year full of him. Something is definitely missing.

And Kyungsoo, someone who suppose to be your bestfriend is busy with his girl, you knew they’re get along well when Wendy told you that Suji introduced Kyungsoo to her family.

“So… now the family already know you?” you match Kyungsoo’s pace on the way to subway station.

He was a little startled but then he look straight ahead again without giving you any answer.

“I texted you yesterday.” You said.

“Oh, I haven’t replied?”

he hasn’t even read it.

“I called you few days a go.”

“I saw the missed call but I was out with Suji.”

You just nodded while glue your lips together. There was stung in your heart to find out that Kyungsoo doesn’t even know that you broke up with Lay. He didn’t even give you a chance to tell him.

He stepped inside the train. Without pulling you in.

He stand in the corner, the train wasn’t packed but he didn’t go finding a seat either. So you stand beside him.

“Sit there if you want.” He said pointing at an empty seat.

“No, i—uh, I wanna talk to you.”

He pull out his cellphone and plug the earphone. You were lowkey waiting for him to give you one earphone but the hope crumbled when he said,

“Hello, hey, I’m at the train right now… you’re already at campus?”

He’s calling Suji and left you awkwardly standing next to him.

Two stops later you find an empty seat near you, and you left Kyungsoo to sit down, didn’t realised that Kyungsoo finished the phonecall and staring at your sad face.

Next day kyungsoo waited for the subway but he didn’t find you, and the next day, also the day after. You weren’t avoiding him, you just went to Pohang because one of your older cousin’s getting married.

At the fourth day, you were already at the station waiting for the train when Kyungsoo appear beside you.

“Where were you?” he asked but the train coming and the pulled you inside and found seats for you, then he pulled his cellphone, you looked away, trying not to care if he’s going to call Suji again, but then you feel him slip the earphone into your ear.

“Listen, new song I discovered.” He said.

You didn’t say anything, keep your face away of him, and slowly release took the earphone off and give it back to him.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing.” You stood up and standing near the door even tho your destination is still three stops away.

Somehow you couldn’t understand what you feel about him, is it about the kiss? Or your disappointment towards him because he wasn’t there when you’re down after broke up with Lay.

“Why you’re sulking?” he asked when you both get off at your stop and walking towards the campus.

“Me? When?”

“Now.” He said.

“Oh, since when you know me that well till you know that I’m sulking?”

“Well, it doesn’t need to be genius to see how you fold that face into an ugly frown.” He shrugged.

“Don’t talk to me as if we’re close.” You walk faster.

“Huh? What do you mean? We are close.”

“You think so?” you turned to him, “are we still close now? Because as far as I remember, I didn’t neglect you when I have a boyfriend but look at you! You didn’t even reply my messages, you didn’t pick up my calls, you didn’t talk to me!”

“I didn’t ask you to do all of that to me while you have boyfriend.”

“Oh, so you think if you’re dating someone, you could just throw away your friends??” you raised your voice.

“I never threw you away! I’m just being a normal me, and I’m sorry if my girlfriend is actually paying attention to me, unlike your—“

“I broke up with Lay.” You said, “more than a week a go. And I’m trying to tell you this, I need you but you’re busy with your life!”

Kyungsoo called you but you runaway.

-

“Muffin…” 

you murmured the nickname he gave you. Muffin. It was from the incident of your birthday years a go, when you had your 11 birthday, when you specifically asking for a cupcake for your birthday and Kyungsoo gave you muffin instead, telling you that they looked similar. You sulked for day and he teased you by calling you that, until now.

And as the courtesy of how Kyungsoo love to get you on the edge, he always giving you muffin in your birthday and told you to eat the cupcake.

You told him it’s a fake cupcake, muffin is not pretty like cupcake, muffin is ugly and by him calling you muffin, you knew he lowkey telling you that you’re ugly like muffin.

“Kyungsoo’s here.” Your mom knocked on your door.

You sat on your bed when he’s get into your room.

“Hey muffin…” he said.

“Stop calling me that!”

he smiles and gave you a cute box.

“If you dare buying me another dozen of muffin, I’m gonna hit y—“ you opened the box and found cupcakes inside.

He sat beside you and took one of the prettiest cupcake and feed you.

“How’s it?” he asked while you munch.

You only responds with a hum.

“Do you like this better?”

you never care about how it taste but actually it tastes like a birthday cake, a classic vanilla with overly sweet icing.

“Do you know why I prefer to call you muffin than cupcake?” he asked.

“Because I’m not pretty enough like cupcake?”

He shook his head, “because muffin tastes a lot better than cupcake.”

You didn’t say anything, just let him continue.

“muffins has various flavour inside, could be banana muffin, choco chips mufin, blueberry… and all flavour is inside the cake… unlike cupcake, cupcake is just a vanilla cake with icing. A plain cake with over decorating outside. And for me, you’re pretty inside, not outside.”

“So, I’m not pretty?”

“Hm, of course you’re gonna take it wrong.” He sighs, “who says muffin is not pretty? Muffin is honest… do you think cupcake is pretty without all the icings?”

“You mean cupcake is like girls with thick make up?”

“Exactly.”

You tried to hold your smile. “I’m gonna tell Suji you said her make up is too thick.”

“When did I said that?”

“Hey! Remember you told me Suji is cute like cupcake?”

“When did I??”

“You did!”

Kyungsoo waved at you in dismissal. “Anyway, I’m sorry about you and Lay…” he caress your back.

“It’s fine… it’s time… I’ve been very patient for too long.” You said, “and you’re right, my boyfriend is not paying attention to me like your girl…”

He chuckled, “you’ll find someone who deserves you soon, muffin.”

You talked to him for another hour before he bid himself goodbye, and when you walked him outside, you realised you want to see him longer.

“Kyungsoo.”

 He startled when he heard you calling him with that name, not Dyo.

“Have you ever think of not being friends with me anymore?” you asked.

He shook his head, “when you were mad at me yesterday, I thought I lost you as my friend, and I don’t want that.”

And that brought you back to your place. He doesn’t want you and him to be more than this. “w-what about something else… other than being enemy.”

He stopped, but his gaze linger, he was staring at you and from his eyes, you knew he get what you mean. You saw the complication in his eyes.

“Sorry, I mean—“

“I have a girlfriend.” He said.

-

And so time flies, spring’s here, the flowers bloom and the weather getting warmer. Kyungsoo still remind friends with you, only he’s few feet farther than before. Many things changed after the whole blurry confession you told him, and you never blame him.

Lay finished his final project and he called you, he even went to see you several times, telling you that he’s sorry and if there’s another chance for him but you haven’t give him answer.

It’s still breezy but you decided to drive yourself to the beach at the city side. Suddenly you saw someone walked towards you, someone very familiar.

“Muffin…” he smiles.

“How did you know I’m here?”

“Your mom.”

You made an ‘O’ with your mouth.

“All good?” he asked.

“Lay wants to reconcile.” You told him.

“Oh…” he walks beside you, “and?”

You just shrugged your shoulders.

“You don’t love him anymore?” he asked.

“I don’t know if I could love him again when I have someone else occupied my mind…” at this point, you don’t care. You knew you like Kyungsoo and if he can’t like you back, and he feels disturbed by your confession, he can leave and you two can stop being friends.

“Oh…” he still walking beside you. “I broke up with Suji.”

You stops, letting him leaving you behind. But after few steps he turned around, “I can’t stay being his boyfriend while my mind is occupied by someone else.”

You can’t help but asking, “who?”

“A friend a kissed on valentine’s day.” He murmured.

“You choose a muffin instead of a cupcake?”

He nodded, “always choose a muffin, because it tastes better.” He smiles.

You scoffed.

“Soo…” he stepped closer, “instead of just thinking about each other… why don’t we date each other?”

“Since when did you like me?” you asked when he come even closer to you.

“Since I called you muffin for the first time.” He put a strain of your hair behind your ear.

“That long?”

“Hmm… but I’m afraid to ruin what we had…” he whispers.

“What about now? You’re not afraid to ruin what we have?”

Kyungsoo pull you into a hug, “being with or without you ruining me in different ways, and I choose to live the present, to show you how much I want you more than a friends do…” he kissed your hair, “muffin… I want to be with you for the longest time.”

You snugged deeper in his chest, “me too…”

He pull away a bit just to tild his head, “be my girl…” he said before leaned down to kiss you before you could say yes.

But you knew, he knew you’d say yes, because you kissed him back.

-end-

[gloriousprofessorhan]

Cousins

Kai is your cousin and he likes you.

(re-upload ‘Cousins’ on AFF 2018)

... Event the day has to give up for the night

You met him for the first time after a while when you were 19, and years after that it still amaze you how you’re actually cousins with him. Kim Jongin, national contemporer dancer who is very well-known.

You remember saw him dancing one day, when your parents brought to his show, he moved easy like a breeze, he caught your eyes since then.

He’s tall and handsome. He got you hooked by his smile but after know him more, his shy and adorable personality is what makes him even more interesting, but you know, you and him are just cousins.

But he’s always kind. His kindness and affections got you confuse sometimes. But it doesn’t stop you and him to be one of the closest cousins among the family.

Happy birthday!

He texted you one day, on your 24th birthday and got you a little present, he knew you just start your new studio as a interior designer after three years working at a big architecture studio.

He went to your office and adoring all the corner, saying that he envied every architect and interior expert because they will able to live in such a trendy places.

Your office occupied the second floor of a small two floor building in the city center. It has indoor area with enough sunlight from the glass wall, and it has a spacey outdoor area.

When he came to your office, you knew all of your workers—especially girls, are looking at him like somekind of delicious meals. He gave you a simple bouquet of flower he picked from the flower shop in the corner of the street. You knew because you walked pass it everyday, and he gave you a small air humidifier for the office.

You said thanks while gave him a light hug which he holds longer than you planned. You like his hugs because you’re taller than average girls and he obviously taller than you and you like how you burried inside his chest.

Yup, you and him got th good genes from the family. You both tall and attractive.

“Thought Kai was your boyfriend.” Joy, your friend said one day. Kai is his stage name.

“No, he’s a cousin.” You replied.

“No wonder you both got this similiarity based on looks.”

You smirks.

“Is he single? He’s very famous, I bet even idols wants to date him.” Joy continues.

“Maybe.” You shrugs, “but I think he’s single.”

Joy rubbed her chin, “do you ever think of having a cousin in law like me?”

You laughed then shouts no.

You only met him when there’s a family gathering or when you decided to go on his shows. And tonight you’re going to his shows with your other cousins. Your big family is very close to each other, you had annual holiday together, and often see each other during break. You just didn’t get to meet Kai for years because you study abroad and Kai also study abroad. 

You got to the backstage and congartulates him in person, so were the other cousins. You kissed his cheek and he kissed you back, the whole family is usually do this cheek to cheek kiss but he always kiss you lip-to-cheek and you’re always okay with that, even tho that made your heart flutters.

Then a girl came closer and greet you all. Later he introduce her as his girlfriend. You didn’t pay attention to her name, all you knew was you got this strange pinch feeling in your heart.

You tried your best not to look upset because he was observing you longer than expected. And when the group picture happened, he was beside you, casually rest his arm on you shoulder and pull you closer.

You knew his girlfriend is looking.

-

Kai moved to another city when he was chosen as the core team for Modern Ballet and Contemporary competition. And whenever he’s back to Seoul he’ll contact you, just like tourist who asking for meeting old friend who is a local. But you always say yes to his invitation.

The meetings will only be dinner, daily life updates, exchanging jokes and laughter. Nothing more.

“Drive safe okay?” he said while walks you to the parking lot.

“Okay!” you smiles.

He patted your hair, “I’m going back to Osaka tomorrow.”

“Want me to drive you to the airport?”

“Would you?” he grinned.

You nodded.

“Okay, my plane is at 11 am, so… pick me up at 8?”

You nodded again and he pull you to a hug, “see you tomorrow morning.” He kissed the top of your head. And you feel an extra pound in your heart.

You wonder if he feels the same.

On the way to the airport he was talking about his girlfriend, because you asked. He said she’s a model, a someone he knew from a photoshot for a product. She’s sweet and nice, not to mentioned she’s tall because she’s a model.

“You like tall girls?” you asked while driving.

“Yes.” He nodded, “I think her height is same as yours.”

“Hahaha… are you obsessing with me?”

he paused, “huh?”

You instantly felt ashamed, why would you think that way about him? He’s your cousins and he might only see you that way while you’re accusing all his affections as an obsession. How embarassing!

“hahaha… no, no, sorry, I was just joking! Why are you stunned like that?!” you trying to sound casual.

He chuckled before joking, “I was almost fainting, thought how you found out that I’m obsessed with you.”

You laughed with him. 

His relationship with his girlfriend looking stronger as he  introduce her to his family and brought her to some family occasion. And you’re always be happy for him. Even tho you still didn’t really pay attention to her name and whatever she’s doing.

And then, right at the end of the winter you met this guy, he’s also tall and handsome, he’s a client from your old workplace, he met you again in an event and recognized you. And from the simple conversation, you both are getting closer, and early spring, he asked you to be his girl and you said yes.

Kai knew about it few months later during the family vacation, “how’s he? I really have to know him, I need to know if he’s good enough for you!” he said in a cute squinty eyes and you can’t help but squeeze his cheek and kiss it.

“You’re like the cutest baby brother ever!”

Yes, he’s one year younger than you.

Unexpectedly Kai is very close to your boyfriend, they talked about many things during their first meeting and Kai became your boyfriend favorite person among your other cousins.

“He’s a famous dancer but he’s so humble… did you know that his work out is running? Just like me.” You boyfriend said.

“Everyone’s work out is running.”

“But he ran for marathon, did you know that?”

No, you didn’t know.

“You ran for marathon?” you asked Kai one day when he stop by your house to see your older brother’s daughter.

He was playing with your niece and shook his head, “I did, one time, but gosh… my chest is about to explode! I hate running.”

You wonder why he’s trying hard to be close to your boyfriend.

“Hey, you gonna join the family summer holiday later?” he asked.

You nodded, “yeah, I think it’s a great moment to introduce my boyfriend to the whole family.”

-

Your family loves your boyfriend, he’s a nice guy, smart and settle. And he’s super easy going so everyone is having fun talking to him.

“Where’s Kai?” he asked.

“His parents said he’ll be here tomorrow.” You said while lying beside him in the room you shared with him.

And the next day, just before lunch, you’re lazying around the bed while your boyfriend and the rest of the family is having a fun outdoor activity, you saw someone standing at your door way.

“Hey.” 

You lift your head and saw Kai.

“Hey, youuu…” you sat up but he threw himself to the bed beside you. You saw gloom on his face. “What’s up?”

“She broke up with me.”

You didn’t say anything for a while, “oh… no…” you murmured.

You let him lying on your arm while telling you why.

“I can’t blame her tho… it’s a hard long distance relationship, and also she met many other male models which way more good looking than me… nothing I can do about that.”

“Look at you,” you said, you’re super good looking too… tall and handsmome, you gotta meet someone new soon.” You pull him closer and he snuggle further.

“I want to have a girlfriend like you.” He mumbled and you knew your guard crumbled.

“Still obsessed with me?” you asked, this time, no joke on your voice.

He paused for a while before saying, “I’m always obsessed with you…”

Then the kiss happened, the forbidden kiss because, damn, he’s your mother’s sister son! Your closest cousins!

But his lips keep moving between yours, his palm creeping up caressing your cheek. It was soft and smooth, it was plumpy, it was going in rhythm… 

Every cells inside your body grew but you refuse to awaken from this reverie. If it is. But you and him knew it was real.

After minutes of long kisses, where his hands keep holding you in a loving way, someone gotta break it before somebody else get into the cottage.

He’s staring at you in an odd way, a silent arguments heard inside your head, the pound in his chest transferred to you palm that still resting on his board chest.

You rose from the bed and made your way outside.

“I like you a lot.” He said.

And you didn’t replied. You walked really fast to meet your boyfriend.

-

Cousins, aunts, and uncles saying goodbye to each other. Warm hugs and promises to meet each other again fills the air. You hugged everyone except Kai because you didn’t saw him ever since. But when everyone starts entering their own car you saw him brought a small travel bag on his hand, a van parked in the parking lot and you saw his manager came out.

“You’re going back to Osaka right away?” you asked, your boyfriend heading to his car and it’s only two of you left.

He nods.

“Good luck.” You said.

He nodded again.

“Alright then.”

He was looking at you, “Okay, see ya around.” He murmured and you tip toeing to reach out his cheek, kiss it like usual, a statement that nothing is changed.

He leaned down and kiss your cheek to before send you off to your boyfriend’s car.

“Was it something common in your family to kiss each other like that?” your boyfriend asked you.

“L-like what?” you can’t help but stutter because you’re afraid he might saw you two in the cottage.

“Like this.” He kissed your cheek and you chuckles, nervously chuckling but turn into something more relieve because he didn’t see you two in the cottage.

“Yup, that’s kind of… habit.” You replied, “we’re very close, me and all cousins are super close, you wouldn’t imagine.”

“But only Kai kissed you like that.” He said.

“Because…” you pretend to be busy changing the radio station so you got few seconds to think, “he’s like a baby. He was the only child in his family, he doesn’t have any siblings, and he spent his childhood practicing his skill… he practically lonely, so when we met and grew up together, he always think of me as his noona… and always asking me to baby him.” You smiles, hoping all the explanation make sense. 

“Is it weird if I’m a bit jealous? I know he’s your cousin and he’s fun to be with… but he’s handsome like heck.”

You laughed, “yes, it’s weird to be jealous about him, he’s my baby brother.” And you remember the kiss you had with Kai yesterday. “a-and… he likes you like his own hyung.”

“Right.” Your boyfriend agreed and smiled.

-

I’m going to Osaka tomorrow.

You texted Kai and he called you.

“I’ll take you to the best restaurant!” his voice is cheerful as usual.

“I’m not going there for holiday, I have some sites to visit.” You replied.

“But you will have time to eat, won’t you?”

You chuckled, “of course.”

And the day came, you’re in Osaka working for a new project. You met Kai in your third day there, and as promised he brought you to a nice small restaurant.

“The katsu here is the best you’re gonna have.” He said.

And the conversations flow like it used to. He’s still smiling while looking at you talking, still telling you funny stories, his activities, and the hardships of being in core team of dancing competition. 

No sign of girlfriends. Maybe he decided to be focus on his career first.

He drove you to your hotel and you know inviting him in is not a good idea. You might be overthinking but after what happened before, you can’t trust him and yourself.

“You usually invite me in.” he said after you tell him goodnight, “oh not only inviting me, but you usually told me to stay because you’re afraid sleeping in a new place.”

You can’t say anything because he was right.

“Is it because of what I did to you?” he asked, “you don’t have to worry that I’d kiss you again in the hotel room because I can kiss you anywhere if I want it, okay?” he sounds irittated.

“It’s not that,” you said, “it’s not only you I can’t trust, it’s also me.”

“So, you… like it too?” he asked.

You lift your gaze to his level, “yes, but we better leave it there because we can’t like it.”

“Because we’re cousins?”

“Yes.” You made your voice to be as assertive as possible.

He stop for a moment, “yeah, okay.”

He’s annoyed, you knew.

-

Kai kissed your cheek longer than usual when he drove you to the airport, and hug you like he would never saw you again.

“I love you…” he murmured.

“You know I love you too.”

“I still hope you can love me as a man, not your baby brother…”

You pull yourself off of him and look up on him, “I loved you as a man… but,”

He tilt his head, looking confused.

“Everything has to give up on something.” You continued, “even the day has to give up for the night.” You reach his hand, “you’ll find someone exactly like you’ve been searching for… soon.”

“I hope everything going well between you and him.” He suddenly talk about your boyfriend, “he’s a good guy, I really like talking to him… he’s handsome, and head over heel over you… you’ll be happy with him.”

You couldn’t help but feel warm inside your eyes, “thank you.”

-

Your boyfriend proposed you few months after Osaka, and one year after, here you are, walking on the aisle in a pretty white dress, holding your father’s hand.

Wide smile decorating your face as you saw familiar faces, and stopped to the smiling face at the end of the pews. Kai.

Beside him is a beautiful girl, this time, you’re paying attention to her name because you like her. Her name is Krystal, and American-Korean singer he met at the opening of the Olympic, and yes, you were right, he met someone he’s been searching for in that girl. You could see it from the way he couldn’t stop talking about her when he called you, and you’re happy for him.

You smile at him and he gave you a thumb up. You both knew, that giving up doesn’t mean that your weak, it shows that you’re strong. And in this case, you’re just being true-to-life.

-end-

[gloriousprofessorhan]

Locked

You’re locked in a building with EXO D.O!

(re-upload ‘Locked’, AFF, 2018)

You looked around and found the building is almost empty, only one last person beside you standing in front of a big glass door.

“The new security system seems good.” he said while you made your way towards him to look at the thing he was talking about. You’re the brand manager at one of most luxurious boutique in your city, the boutique takes place in the heart of the town and sell limited goods of luxury items. “You’re gonna stay in late?” your co-worker asked you.

You nodded, “year end report...” 

“Good luck.” he playfully jabbed your shoulders, he’s the engineer of the building who is also your friend in college, so you kind of close with him, as friends, and he already have a lovely girlfriend. “if you feel threaten remember the CCTV that works is the one in west side, also remember the blind spots.”

“You guys haven’t repaired the east wing?” you know there’s some problems with the CCTV at the east wing which is facing the storage and part of the office. your co-worker shook his head, “this boutique sell many expensive items, your team should fix it soon!” 

“I will, ma’am.” he often teasing you because you’re practically own the high position in this boutique.

You snickered before pushing him away, “go! spent this lovely Christmas eve with your girl.”

“Should I feel bad for you?” he asked.

“Yeah, you better feel bad for me because even the security decided to take leave today.” you rolled your eyes and he laughs. you stretched your arms after he left, peeking gently to the see the clock. 10.11 pm. your working hour ended 5 hours a go and you went home to take a shower, and prepared to stay at the office because you need to do your report.

This task could actually be done during the working hour if its not for the chaos happened to your department during the day. There’s a big fashion event and year end award event held in your city since three days ago, all fashionistas and celebrities need to be dressed up and the boutique where you work is one of the place who sell the bottomline of trendy yet luxurious items which makes all the stylist came and fight for a piece for their clients.

You walked around and checked every corner of the store, the window display, you nod in satisfaction for the work of your visual merchandising team. then you went to the jewellery section, admiring the new pieces of Tiffanys and Franks. you move to the shoes and bags section. silently loving the silence. 

You went to the back where there’s a small coffeeshop in the middle of beautiful indoor garden full of flowers and tropical plants, this coffeeshop is free of charge for client to wait for their shopping bags. you made yourself a cup of coffee while scanning the cool chiller which have mini cakes, scones, and pastries. This boutique is surely a wonderful place.

Suddenly you hear something rustling.

You froze on you place and sharpened your ear.

Krssk.

Is it a rat? no, impossible. you knew the cleaning team here is more than professional to let one little mice sneaking around the building.

Krsskk.

You started to feel scared. is it a ghost? nah. You don’t believe in them.

“W-who’s there?” you tried to sounds fine. You hands are looking for something you can use as a weapon. “WHO”S THERE???” 

suddenly the wall storage--storage which seamless on a wall--door is open and a man came out. You gasped and he looked surprised too.

“DO NOT MOVE!!” you shouted at him. “I have a knife in my hand!” you showed him your hand.

His big round eyes turn his gaze towards your hand and looking at the knife you brought, “but that’s a plastic knife...” he said in a funny english.

“You never know what i can do with this.” you tried to sounds violent.

“Okay. i’m scared. now let me explain.” he said.

You scanned him from head to toe, and as someone who work for fashion world you know exactly what he wears. a good branded stuff... “YOU’RE A THIEF!!” 

“What??” he scrunched his eyes.

“Take off your clothes!!”

“WHAT???” he raised his voice.

“You heard me! you’re a thief! you took ‘em all from here!!”

“This??” he pointed at himself, “This is my clothes!!”

You paused. well, those clothes for sure are branded and his t-shirt was limited, but you knew it was from the last season, not the latest, your boutique doesn’t have them anymore. but still why would someone who wear such a nice clothes is sneaking around an empty store.

You suddenly ran to a corner to a button which only staff would know. A new security system that had been installed just now. you pushed it and the loud sound of machine working and clicking locking all the doors. “HA! NOW YOU’RE TRAPPED HERE, THIEF!!!”

The guy raised his eyebrows, “yeah, with you.”

oh shit.

You scoffed, trying to sounds relax, “nope, i know how to escape. i work here. so, i know.”

“No, you don’t” he chuckled.

You didn’t say anything but you still have the plastic knife in front of you, pointing at him.

“Would you let me explain now?” he asked.

You have no choice but to slightly nod.

“This might sounds crazy, but-uhm-I’m a celebrity who ran away from fans and ended up hiding behind those wall storage.” he explained.

You’re trying to look for any sane information there, “you’re a what?” you chuckles, bitterly chuckling.

“I’m not lying.”

“Pfft...hahaha...hahahaha...” you laughs, half mocking.

“Google me.”

“Hahahah... hahahaha... a celebrity who ran away from fans? if your fans is that many, why you’re walking alone?” you asked, “sir, i saw many celebrities come and go in this store, and if they’r really famous, they will walk around with a manager, one or two bodyguards... hahaha... you cannot fool me, sir.”

“Seriously, google me.”

You have no choice, you fished your cellphone from the back of your jeans and still with high caution, you open google app, “what’s your name.”

“Doh Kyungsoo.”

You lift your head to him, “huh??”

“Exo D.O” he said, “letter D, dot, letter O”

You typed EXO D.O and articles and images starts flowing in. Still very cautious, you click images and trying to match the face. the guy took off his hat and showed you his face and hair.

Okay, they looked the same. but you still need more proof. “D.O, when is your birthday?”

“January 12, 1993, come on, that’s too easy. go search D.O mole, or beauty spot. something other people can’t copy.”

You squints your eyes but searched what he asked.

“Here.” he turned a bit and pointing at some places behind his ears, “are we good now?”

You raised one of your eyebrows, “why are you here?”

“i told you i was running away from fans... okay okay, let me explain to you from the start.” he took a deep breathe, “i am D.O from EXO, i don’t know if you knew about EXO or not, but we’re kind of biggest K-pop boyband right now.”

“Really?” your voice doesn't shows that you're convinced.

He nodded, “and i came here for the award ceremony yesterday, and tomorrow we’re going back to Seoul. this afternoon i thought i’m just gonna stay at he hotel but, i suddenly feel like shop some new clothes.” he explains, “and about the manager or bodyguard, yeah, i supposedly go with them... but, my hotel is very near and i think being in disguise would be enough because you know, bodyguards draw more attention...”

You can understand what he meant, so you nodded.

“But, i met some fans outside the hotel and they recognised me. I ran and i saw this store, i know this store because it’s quite famous, so i get in, hoping the security would stop them, but i was wrong, they were able to follow me in. Then i found the storage, i get in, and stayed there.”

“Until now? i mean, how long you’ve been there??”

“I don’t know...” you saw a pink blush on his cheek, "running exhaust me... i kind of... fell asleep...”

You cursed yourself for find it adorable.

"Can you now put down the plastic weapon?" he asked, but you won't let your guard down, so you moved it down a bit but you still glaring at him. “So...” he said, “are we good now?”

You slowly nodded.

“Can you unlock the door now?” And that got you frozen, and he seems to realised that, “don’t say that...”

“W-well they just renew the security system here, and I,I,” you clear your throat, “I’m still figuring out how to-”

“Are you out of your mind??” he widens his eyes, “if i was really a thief, why would you mindlessly locking yourself with a criminal??”

You feel something strangely bubbling in your heart because he looked genuinely worried behind his high pitched voice, “I... uh...”

He shook his head in disbelief, “you’re unbelievable.”

“Don’t worry, okay, I’ll ask my engineer.” you took your cellphone and trying to call your friend. No answer. You’re looking at the small clock in the corner of your phone screen. 10.53 pm. there’s no way he’s asleep, “wait...” you texted him and waiting. “Should we, uh, call the police?”

“And tell them what?” he asked, “tell them that a celebrity is locked with you here because you think he’s a thief?”

“Maybe...”

“That’s not a good idea... let alone the fact my fans are gonna find out.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“If they knew you’re accusing me for something i didn’t do... i’m sure you’re not gonna like what they’re gonna do to you.” he sighs.

“Okay, okay, I really have no idea why your fans sounds more like an evil step mother, but okay, let’s just wait.” you sat on a chair and open your laptop, “meanwhile, i gotta work.”

he sat on the other table, looking around, “oh shit, is that a CCTV?”

you lift your head, “yeah, never saw one?”

“No, i mean, how you gonna explain this?” he pointed at himself and you.

You freeze like a deer meeting a lion. “Oh my... oh!” you suddenly shouts, “this is a secret but the CCTV in east wing is broken.”

“Broken??” he sounds about to say another ‘unbelievable’.

“Yeah, yeah, i know, but they’re gonna fix it soon.” you said, “let’s see the boon, you’re not caught locked here with me.” you fixed your eyes on the screen again while praying your friend reply the text soon.

But it was almost half an hour and your phone didn’t get any messages.

“Damn it! where is he??” you checked your phone for the third times, you pressed call again and he still didn’t pick it up for you.

“Ah.” you heard Kyungsoo whining and you saw him hold his stomach.

“You okay?”

“I’m just... hungry.”

You hold your laughter, “just take any cakes, whatever.” 

He looked around, and rose from his eat to look over the chiller, “scones... can i have one?”

You briefly nodded, “make yourself coffee or any drinks if you want.”

He was making himself busy behind the counter while you continue working, and after another hour you wrapped up one report and about to move to another report when Kyungsoo called you.

“Hey.”

You turned your head.

“I didn’t know your name.” he said.

“Oh,” you said your name and he repeated it for you. Unknowingly you smiled.

“You want to order something ma’am?” he playfully asked you, “it’s kinda rude when you just sit in my coffeeshop, working, without ordering anything.”

And you decided to play along, you rose from your seat and went to the counter, “hmm... Can I have one...” you’re looking at the menu, “caramel macchiato.”

“We... uhm, we don’t have that at the moment.”

You raised your eyebrows, “why?”

“Because...” he clears his throat, “i can’t make that! you should be considerate to this not-so-expert barista.”

“Okay...” you put your finger on your chin, “cappuccino.”

“We... also don’t have that at the moment.”

“What?” you scoffed, “then what do you sell?”

“Iced americano.”

“I can’t drink black coffee.”

“Hmm...” he’s humming, “cafe latte?”

“Can you make that?”

“I just have to pour the milk on top of espresso, right?” he made a whispering gesture, and then he laughs, and his heart shaped lips captured your heart.

You spent the next minutes having conversation with him while he’s making the drinks. He asked you about your work, why you like fashion. You told him about the chaotic whenever there’s an award shows, or fashion shows, when all the stylist fighting for a piece of limited edition goods. And he told you about the situation in an award shows, where most celebrities are either bored or sleepy from long haul but they have to appear super fresh and happy.

“But of course not everyone is like that, some of us are actually excited to see other groups performance,” he said, “it’s rare for us.” he pour the milk after the espresso and ice, and slide it on the table for you to take.

You took it and stir it before sipping it.

“How’s it?” he sat across you on the table.

“I’ve taste worse.” you joked.

He laughs, “you remind me of my member who also can’t drink black coffee.”

“Member?”

“Uh, band mate, we called it member.” he said.

“So, you’re the vocalist? or?”

“No, no, i’m not in the band, it’s a boyband.” he said, “don’t tell me you never heard one.”

“Oh, i know that.” you playfully winked, “i was just joking, because you clearly told me that your band was the biggest boyband now?”

he smirks, “i’m telling you the fact.”

“So tell me about this band mate, i mean, member who can’t drink black coffee.”

“His name is Kai, he’s like a baby, but the babiest is Sehun. he’s the youngest and he really act like one.” he stirs his iced americano.

“So, it’s boyband or a daycare? why there are so many babies?”

Kyungsoo laughs, “smart!” he said while his gaze linger to study your face features.

“Tell me your band again? is it XO?”

He was a bit startled when you turned to him and caught him staring at you. “E-X-O.” he spelled it, then he pull his chair closer to you, “that one,” he pointed a picture and you click it and the bigger picture appear, “That’s Kai in the middle, and that’s Sehun, the tall one on the left side.”

“He’s so handsome.”

“Yup, he’s like the visual of the group.”

“Visual?”

“Face of the group. the most handsome.” he explains.

“What about you?”

“Well, i’m just... the ordinary guy in the group.”

“I don’t believe you.” you search for his name again and his profile appear, “awards for movies and drama?” you read an article called ‘things that makes you in love with D.O.’. “Super talented, voice of a true singer, great dancer, really?”

“No, no, Kai and Sehun is the dancer... i’m just a vocalist.”

“Sing for me!”

Kyungsoo a little startled.

“Come on.”

“I don’t know what to sing.”

“Just whatever.”

“Oh, never gonna let you go... Giving you my heart and soul... I'll be right here with you for life... Oh, baby, all I wanna do... Is spend my every second with you... So look in my eyes... I'll be by your side... Yeah, look in my eyes... I'll be by your side... For life.” his eyes never left you, and you feel warm creeping up your face. 

You’re stunned, his voice is so good, the echo in the building seems to compliment him well, and you blame on his soft voice that made you couldn’t stop looking at his lips. “wow... wow...” you’re clapping, you suddenly feel awkward because the guy sitting next to you is now became more and more attractive. “Now dance.”

He laughs at your assertive voice, “seriously?”

You nodded.

“Okay, no.” he sips his drink. then he lift his head, “or, i could just teach you how to dance.”

“Me? no, i’m so stiff.”

“Come on, be fun!” he pointed at your laptop, “go look for our music video and you decide which one you wanna learn.”

You wanted to rejecting him but when you saw Kyungsoo in a music video you accidentally clicked, where he was rolling his body, your lips betrayed your brain, “let’s practice this.”

He peeked on the screen, “The Eve?? no, no, that’d be too... provocative.”

“Chicken out?”

Kyungsoo staring at you, “try search Love Shot.” he said.

You typed the word and watch the video, and you mentally cursing when the member you remembered as the baby who can’t drink black coffee starts dancing, “this should be illegal, no?”

“And yet you were asking for me to dance the Eve.” Kyungsoo playfully rolled his eyes.

“Hey, hey, hey, i think i have the costume!” you stood up excitedly because anything related to fashion excites you. “I’ll wear red suit like the middle dancer.”

“Kai.”

“Yeah, okay, Kai.” you said, “and you’re gonna be you. “Green turtle-neck, black suit...” you’re now busy taking some clothes from here and there while Kyungsoo is watching you.

“You’re very passionate about your work.” he murmured, and not sure if you heard him, but he continued, “I really like to se someone got immersed by their work... and you look pretty that way.”

You had some clothes on your hand, “what did you say?”

“Huh?” he paused, “you... need help?”

-

“Move your hand like this,” Kyungsoo stand in front of you facing the big mirror at the fitting room aisle, “and 3... 4... move you hips like this, move it using you leg, yup, that’s right.” he’s watching you through the mirror.

“See? i’m very stiff.”

“No you don’t, the clothes hides your moves but you’re actually doing great.”

“Maybe i should take off the shirt i wear, because Kai only wear the suit.” you nonchalantly murmured.

“What?”

You swore you saw a pink blushes on his face, and you want to see them more, so you mindlessly teased him, “What do you think? should i take off this shirt and wear only the suit?”

“Are you crazy? Kai’s a guy, he doesn’t have those...” he looked away.

“I’m wearing bra, for God sake, not gonna go naked in front of you, so relax!” you rolled your eyes.

Suddenly Kyungsoo turned his heel around and face you, “oh, is that so?”

You saw his gaze changed into something more... impassioned. He took just one... two... and a half steps towards you without breaking the gaze.

“You want me to help?” his voice is low, rasping but not hoarse. his hand reach a button of the suit and undo it, then it went to the button of your shirt, undoing it one by one from the upmost, “is this what you want?”

You were hypnotised, or you think you were because all you can do is just staring back at him and hold your breath.

your gaze move to his lips and when he lick his lips to moist it up, you couldn’t help yourself but licking your lips too, and the next thing you knew, you were leaning forward, asking him to kiss you. and he did.

His lips taste like marshmallow, it was soft and and pliant between yours, he caught your upper lips and suck it a little made you shivering, then he kissed you deeper, and leading you to the open mouthed kisses. Then he pulled himself away, and you grimacing the regret.

Regret that the kiss happened.

Or regret that the kiss ended?

You looked up and Kyungsoo is staring at you, then he leans down and meet your lips again, his fingers hooked under your chin just to keep you there. then he tilted his head, trying to get deeper access to your lips. you can’t help your hand from slipping on his hips, clutching it and pull him closer.

You hear a low grunts as he push you towards the wall and kiss you again, this time is more daring, because you sure you feel his tongue for the first time.

“Mhmm...” you moaned, and you feel like you have to return the favour so you nibbled his lower lips and Kyungsoo replied with a low grunt, the mixture of surprise and pleasure.

You and him were making out, and when you know it, all your shirt buttons are undone.

“Sneaky...” you whispers in his ear and you can feel he’s smirking on your neck then pull your hips closer to his, and creating this addictive friction between you and Kyungsoo down there. “Hmm... you’re hard.”

“Want to help me with that?” he whispers on your ear.

You and him knew the next thing happened is the desires take over, the hot kisses, the faint marks left on each others skin, how you impatiently undress him and how he throw the last piece of fabric on your body carelessly, it was all lust speaking.

Now you’re just a moaning mess, but you got the best view in the world, view of Kyungsoo above you, pumping you hard while biting his lips. Then he flips you, “on your four,” he said, he immediately entering you again without waiting and the pleasure of the new position brought heat pooling in your core.

“Oh shit.” you hitched.

“You close?” he asked between a harsh breathing.

“Ah, hm.” you could only replied with another moan, and another one.

He bent down just to squeeze your breasts and caught the nipples between his fingers, “wait a little longer...” he whispers and you saw his gaze right o you eyes through the mirror in front of you and you feel like cumming.

“Then stop being so sexy... or i’ll burst out in any second...” you replied and he chuckled.

“Have you ever seen yourself like this? huh?” is voice is low and husky, “you’re a damn hot mess...” he thrust you harder this time, letting you no space for breathing, just moaning.

“Ride me.” he said and after riding him and let him enjoying the view of your chest bouncing in front of his eyes, his back to the missionaries to end you both.

a long lustful moan heard from both you when you and Kyungsoo reach the peak.

-

You both lie down the wooden floor in the aisle of the fitting room with your head on his chest, the breathing is slower this time but the pound inside your chest is louder than ever.

“Do you listening my heart beat?” he suddenly asked.

“Uh-hmm...” you mumbled.

He chuckled then kissed the top of your head. “I really like you.”

You lift your head, “what makes you like me?”

“You didn’t treat me like a celebrity...  you don’t care if i’m well-known... i like how you’re not worshiping famous people like me.” he said, “i feel like human...”

Something sting your chest, you knew this won’t last. he belongs to the other side of the world where thousands of people loves him. And you’re just... well, you.

“Will you forget what happened here?” you asked.

He took a moment before answering, “i would never able to, even if i want it...”

This was just a one night stand, and you’re no saint for never doing it before Kyungsoo, but this guy is different, not because he’s a celebrity, but the way he speaks, the way he’s staring at you, his little jokes, his heart shaped smile, his laughter... you like them all. And you know you might like him more if only he’s not someone famous.

“Then don’t forget this... and me.” you murmured and you felt his arms hug you tighter, you look up and he’s looking at you, then your lips, and you’re anticipating another kiss when you hear your cellphone ringing.

you grabbed your shirt and wear it before running to where your cellphone is.

“Hello.”

“Hey, sorry, i had a christmas eve party and got a bit drunk... i fell asleep and woke up just now to throw up then i saw your text,” your engineer friend called you, “you okay?”

“Yeah, I accidentally locked myself... uh can you tell me how to open the door?”

“Oh my God, how come??”

“just accidentally, you know... me being clumsy.” you add a small chuckles.

“You being clumsy is rare... but anyway, you want me to come and help you?”

“No, no, please don’t, you’re spending holiday with your girl now... you can just tell me how and i’m good.” you said. 

-

Now here you are, standing near the door with Kyungsoo. Fully dressed and ready to send him out.

“How about the CCTV?” Kyungsoo said because the door is in the middle between west and east wing.

“I’ll erase it later... only this part, they wouldn’t realised.” you said.

Suddenly he cups your cheek and lean down for a kiss, “make sure to erase this or we both gonna get into a trouble.” he smiles between the kisses.

“Can i use this to blackmail you?” you asked.

“Yes, please blackmail me with this video...” he whispers and kiss you for the last time. 

“Bye.” You shortly said.

“Hey, i’ll be here again in six months for a concert with EXO...” he shrugged his shoulders, “if you want to come...”

You just briefly nodded, and he turned away, “Kyungsoo...”

He quickly turned around. “Yes?”

“Merry Christmas.”

“Ah right!” he smiles, “thank you for spending Christmas with me.”

You smile, “pleasure’s mine...”

-

After he’s gone, you finished up your report and went to the control room to erase that one particular CCTV footage. Your fingers move above the computer mouse, cutting the video and watch it one last time, you watched how he put his palm on your cheek and leaned down.

You still feel the kiss on your lips, still feel the warm of his hand on your cheek, and now you feel the pain in your heart.

-

“I saw you get into your room at 3 last night.” Baekhyun sat beside Kyungsoo on the plane.

“What do you mean, hyung?” Kyungsoo asked.

The older smiles, “I really don’t want to know where were you... i’m just telling you, i saw you get into your room last night at 3 am...”

“And what were you doing in such hour?” Kyungsoo asked back.

“Me, Chen, and Chanyeol had a Christmas eve drink... the other two were wasted, they didn’t remember saw you.”

Kyungsoo didn’t say anything afterwards, just leaning his head further to teh backrest and scrolled down his phone until he found one new video in his phone.

Your video dancing Love Shot in a red suit.

Yes, he filmed you for fun that times, not knowing he’s gonna treasure the video, because it was the only footage he has about you.

-

-

-

six months later.

One of the biggest arena in your city filled with people queueing to get into the stadium, banner and posters about the current event is everywhere: EXO WORLD TOUR.

You got the ticket in your hand but you don’t know if you want to get in or not. watching a concert sounds great to refresh your mind, but can you control yourself if later you saw Kyungsoo on stage and realise how cool and untouchable he is for you? you gotta face another heart break.

But hey, during this six months you’re doing great, you didn’t lose focus on your work, your cool workplace keep being the best of the town, you attended some fashion event and meet another famous people. you’re doing just fine, so you let your feet step confidently inside the arena.

-

Fourth songs and Kyungsoo can’t keep his eyes from scanning through thousands of people in the stadium, it is hard to see with the spotlights turning towards you, but a man gotta try. 

he ran around the big stage, to the small one, run towards the end of the jetty, and when they sing a song which all members has to spread around the stage his eyes met yours and he freezes. he didn’t move until Baekhyun came to him.

“This my place to stand, go to your place!” he pushes Kyungsoo, but he didn’t budge, and then Baekhyun follows his gaze and smirks appear on his face. “oh, i got it...” he went closer to to Kyungsoo, “come to think about it, it was this city where you back at the hotel at 3 am...” then the older left Kyungsoo who still staring at you.

He smiles at you and start singing,

Oh, never gonna let you go... Giving you my heart and soul... I'll be right here with you for life... Oh, baby, all I wanna do... Is spend my every second with you... So look in my eyes... I'll be by your side... Yeah, look in my eyes... I'll be by your side... For life.

-end-

[gloriousprofessorhan]

You want me, you got me, you hurt me.

glo

[gloriousprofessorhan]

When will you upload other stories?

Very soon, which member you want to read?

[gloriousprofessorhan]

Authirnim, I really love your story. Where can I read another stories you wrote? Thank you

For now no platform other than tumblr to read my stories, i had acc in AFF but it was hacked so i had to take down every story and deactivate my AFF. I will reupload everything here, one by one. You’re welcome :))

[gloriousprofessorhan]

Searching for Universe

you were in an arranged marriage with Baekhyun for four years. and today, he wants to divorce you.

(re-upload from my deactivate AFF account. and i will re-upload all my stories here. “search for universe” on AFF 2018)

...where’s my universe?

   there’s only cloud on my head, shielding the starts above.

You just got back from the funeral of your father in-law when your husband, Baekhyun, released his hand that holds you all the time. He looks beyond sad, but not devastated. After three years of illness, two months being hospitalised, and five days in coma, he knew he’s gonna lose the only parent he had left.

“You want some warm tea?” you asked, the big victorian house you have with him is empty from maids because they will stay at the other part of the house.

He shook his head and left to the study room.

This marriage has been so cold, well, it never warm.

Four years being together, there were only cold in daily basis, and hot whenever you and Baekhyun decided to touch each other. Most of the time is when he went home drunk from office party.

But, there’s one night when both of you sober, but you prefer to blame it on the exoticism of a Coron island in Philipines when you and him had the anniversary gift from your parents.

Baekhyun stepped out his study room and found you sitting at the empty dining table.

“Now that my father has gone…” he said, “let’s separate.”

You didn’t say anything, just staring at his long slim finger which still had the wedding ban.

“He was the one wanting this marriage, the marriage of me with the daughter of his colleague.” He murmurs, “we never wanted this.”

“What about my parents?” you asked.

“You told me they let you decide whatever you want in life. It was my father who pushed us to do this!”

“I know, but it will break their heart too!”

“But until when are we gonna hang on this kind of marriage??” Baekhyun raised his voice and you were startled.

You never told him you had growing some feelings towards him, that’s because you knew, perfectly knew, that you’ll end up find your heart shattered by this workaholic.

“W-what about me?” you carefully asked. Hoping he’ll understand.

Baekhyun stopped, “you…?”

You dared yourself looking at him.

“Ah, right, you’re not working.” Baekhyun pressed his lips into a thin line, “don’t worry about that, I own this company now. I’ll make sure you will have shares, and you can have as many properties as you want… take this house, take the apartment in Gangnam… and the resting villa in Jeju.”

You don’t want any of those, but you nod.

-

The lawyer came several days later, Baekhyun told mr. Kim, the lawyer, that you and him wants to keep this down until everything settles. Nobody is allowed to know.

“But no separation is allowed without any hearing and trials.” Mr. Kim said.

Baekhyun tilt his head, his face shows confusion.

“If you want to split, you can do it right away, sleeping in separate bedroom, living in different houses. But to divorce we have to follow the procedures. And the procedures are; filing the divorce, do the dissolution of marriage such as counselling, and hearing reasons of divorce, then you moved to the first judgement, and then the ancillary matter such as asset separations…”

“That’s… complicated.” Baekhyun mumbled, and again, you’re hoping he’s just gonna live with it, live with you. But he turned to you and said, “it’s fine, isn’t it, we’re gonna file the divorce now and we’ll do as asked, wouldn’t we?”

and again, you nodded.

-

In four years of being together, you wouldn’t fall for him if you found nothing in him. He’s a workaholic, that’s the first impression you got from him, but also, he’s a friendly person—to his friends. You knew them, you knew all his close friends.

Baekhyun loves party, not the wild party but dinner party at home where he’d asked maids to prepare good food and the finest wine before the invited his friends. You’ll be there, sitting beside him, talking to the guest as Baekhyun had you around his arms.

You started to know his character, he’s chatty when he’s in a good mood, his humor match yours and you feel like dying from laughter whenever he’s saying something funny. And those what makes you love party too, because you gotta see the different Baekhyun. He’ll be a warmer man, and a caring husband.

When the last guest left, he’s not immediately giving you the cold shoulder, but he’s back to treat you as a roommate, someone he’s living with.

Now you’re preparing dinner for him while he’s taking shower. And when he’s done, still with damp hair, he sat across you in the dining table.

“Whoa, ribs.” He smiles, he loves spicy ribs while you can’t eat something spicy, but you can always cook yours differently and he was never noticed.

“So,” you said, “I did my paperworks.”

“What paperworks?”

“The divorce documents, and all…” you murmured.

“Oh,” he lift his eyes to your level, “I haven’t, but I’ll do it soon.”

You wish you saw different kind of surprise like disappointment because you seems eager to finish the paperworks faster, but you didn’t find it.

You cut the flesh slowly, while taking a soft breathe, “Baekhyun, do you still remember the first day we met?”

He stop chewing for a second before continuing, “was it in London?”

“Manchester.” You corrected him, “you came to see me…”

“Right, you were studying there.”

“Yup,” you took spoon full of shredded ribs, “I was confused, I mean, that’s the first time I met you and just an hour before, my mom told me that you’re gonna be my fiance.”

Baekhyun laughs, “I know right… my father just found out his illness and he came to see me, he said he wouldn’t be around for long and he told me his last will is to see me settled down for someone.” He sips his water, “never thought I’d be in an arranged marriage.”

“Can I asked you something?”

Baekhyun nodded.

“What was your first impression of me?” you asked.

“Only if you’re gonna answer the same question about me.” He replied.

You nodded.

“I met you in a coffee shop near my hotel, you came in a rush, I still remember… and I thought you looked pretty, prettier than in the picture.”

You knew you’re blushing.

“We talked for a while and you suggested us to have dinner in a restaurant you liked.” He said, “I thought you were a smart and passionate person because the way you explained about your study is fascinating, seems like you enjoyed to be there…”

“I did…” you smiles, “you still think I’m smart and passionate or that impressions disappeared?” you cheekily asked.

Baekhyun laughs, “all I know now you’re good at cooking.” He shove rice into his mouth, “now tell me your first impression about me.”

You’re chuckling before continuing, “you were stand out in your red coat.”

“Oh that damn coat, yeah, ugly, I know… and you knew the story.”

His coat was stolen by someone when he’s just arrived and took it off in a waiting chair to add more layer of sweater, it was winter in Manchester, and the thieve left the chilli red coat beside him.

“You sure it was stolen? Maybe he just took the wrong coat?”

“Mine was black, okay?” Baekhyun playfully rolled his eyes, “and it was Prada.”

Now you laughing with him and it feels good.

-

The next two days, he was busy at the office, all you heard from him was he already sent the document to the lawyer and you feel a pinch in your heart. That little conversation few days a go didn’t mean anything to him.

So you went into the room you shared with him, and start packing some of your clothes. And then you called him.

“Hello?” he appear to be in hurry.

“Not the right time?” you asked.

“Should be in a meeting in ten minutes.”

“Well, uhm, I’ll stay in our apartment in Gangnam…”

“Huh, why?” you know he’s stop doing what he’s doing right now.

“You want me to stay in our house?” you asked, “but we’ll splitting, I mean…”

“Oh,” he cuts you, “I see… okay.”

You feel stupid for wanting him to hold you from moving, but he was never in love with you, and as much as you don’t want to admit that you’re in love with him, you know you do.

-

You met Jongin, he’s Baekhyun’s friend who ended up closer to you than to Baekhyun for the last four years, you’re like a sister to him, and there’s no way you kept secret from him.

“He’s filing a divorce?” Jongin dramatically sighs as he placed his cup of café latte on the table. “what are you gonna do about it?”

You shrugged your shoulders.

“He doesn’t know that you actually like him?”

“Nope…”

“Yeah because you never told him,” Jongin frustratedly glaring at you.

“No point, that would make him uncomfortable and he’ll look for ways to simplified the process and get rid of me as soon as possible.”

Jongin shift his gaze somewhere else, his mouth pouting, “I don’t think he hates you that much.”

“He doesn’t hate me, who says he hates me? He just never loves me. That’s why he’s not gonna hang on this relationship.” You swirl your aglio olio.

-

First mediation is you and him meeting a conselor, and she gave you both a task, to write down the detail ambience on your wedding day.

You wrote about the color that mostly white, the flowers that mostly Lillies and Roses, his birth flower, and your birth flower, you also wrote that many people came and the song, yes, the wedding song was sung by a famous singer who also Baekhyun’s close friend, Chen. He sang ‘come away with me’ by Norah Jones.

Baekhyun wrote about how his shoes killing him and how you walked too slow on the aisle, but you looked so pretty in the wedding dress and he forgave you to make his shoes cut his ankle.

The conselor smiles, she didn’t explained anything but only asked if you and Baekhyun were bestfriend before you two got married. And the answer was no.

-

You already moved to the apartment for a week, and this morning were in the middle of cooking breakfast when your phone ringing. It was Baekhyun calling you.

“Hello?”

“Hey, what are you doing?” he asked you.

“Uhm, cooking.”

“Smells good.”

You chuckled to his attempt jokes, “what’s up?”

“Do you know where’s my blue houndstooth tie?”

“You can’t find it on your closet?” you asked back.

“Nope.”

“Hmm…” you took a moment to think, “oh! I packed it for your business trip this week. You’re going to Ulsan for one night, right?”

“Uh-huh.”

“I packed it with your oxford blue suit, I also put the shirt and dress pants.” You explained, “your pajamas, underwear, and toileteries are already there too, it’s basically ready, so today you might want to wear something else.”

You didn’t hear him answering.

“Baekhyun?” you called him out, “open the closet and you’ll find another tie, did you wear your Armani suit?”

“Yeah, how did you know?”

“I always paired it up with the houndstooth, that’s probably why you feel like it’s the mate… but no, it could actually good with the steel blue tie, with the dots…”

“Oh I think I know which one you’re talking about.” Baekhyun murmured.

“Anything else?” you asked after he went silent for a moment.

“Oh—uh…”

“I’m not rushing you to hang up, I’m just asking, and my boiled egg can wait.” You tried to joke.

He hang up after telling you sorry for interrupting the precious moment between you and the boiled egg. He wear the tie in a rush and walk passing the dining table. He saw the breakfast is served, his usual breakfast that you always made for him is still served with or without you at home. He took a bite and put down the rest on the plate. Yes, the breakfast he usually ate is served, but it taste different.

-

The next conseling was to talk about the favourite holiday which involved each other. “Would be much better if it was the holiday in which only the two of you.” She said.

You wrote about your trip to Istanbul. Baekhyun had a business trip there and you asked him if you could go with him since you never visited Istanbul and he said yes. The business trip was only three days but you both stayed there for another three days. . It was memorable because you got to explored the city and the culture that is very new to you.

Baekhyun wrote Coron island, and you were a bit flustered, not only because Coron is the island you went during your anniversary trip, but also, that was when you slept with Baekhyun while you both are sober. But his explanation was because he loves the beach and the island was used for King Kong movie filming set.

The mediation was short, you were about to call a cab to go home, but Baekhyun offering you a ride.

“Hey, I read somewhere that it’s nice to have a trip before splitting.” He said.

You turned your head to see him, “trip? Like holiday?”

“Yeah, I remembered because we were talked about it.” His gaze stayed on the road.

“Where did you read it?”

He stops at the traffic light and pull his cellphone, “I’ve sent you the article.”

You opened the link and it brought you to akin marriage journal or something, and you read about the point Baekhyun just told you, a couple who is about to go split should spent one last moment together so they won’t hold any grudge in the future. Also, it will be great for bonding, as a friend.

“I can take few days off, my co-workers would understand since father just passed away.” He said.

And you agreed.

-

You both agreed to fly to Japan and Baekhyun booked one Minka for you and him. Minka is the traditional house with tatami mat, sliding doors, and wooden floors. Right on your yard is small onsen facing the breath taking view of mount Fuji. Right before the room door, you saw a beautiful calligraphy, you knew Baekhyun read Japanese and understand it, so you asked him to read that for you.

“Ai wa kodashi no seyo.” He said.

“What’s that mean?”

“Love in a small amount.” He replied.

He saw you still furrowing your eyebrows.

“This quote telling people to not being in love hardly, it will only crash and burn… the secret of keeping the love longer is do not go nuts, love just a little but keep going.” He said while adjusting his robe, he was getting ready to enjoying the onsen.

You didn’t joined him for onsen, it’d be too intimate and that’s not how you rebuild your relationship with him. As friends. So you prepared dinner for you and Baekhyun. Even though you got the whole house, you can still calling a staff to get you groceries you need or simply order some food, and that’s what you did, you order some foods for you and him.

There are sashimi, unagi don, varies of tempura, and sake served when Baekhyun done. He seems happy to finally meet food, and that’s enough to make you happy too.

You feel stupid and silly. Feel your crush on your husband getting deeper meanwhile your divorce papers are being processed.

Your head was lighter from the warm sake, and you saw Bakehyun’s cheek has this pink shades from alcohol too, and you can’t stop thinking how cute he is.

“What are you gonna do after we’re separated?” he asked.

To be honest, you were surprised by his question, not because he asked that but because you really have no idea what you’re gonna do after this. You realised, you never imagine life without him, and this hits you right to your heart.

“I, uh, I haven’t think about it…” you murmured.

“Are you gonna star dating Jongin?”

You lift your gaze to his level, “Jongin?”

“I know you’re not chatty but you always choose Jongin to talk to, I mean, you have me, you can always share anything with me, but you prefer to talk to him. At this point I’m not surprise if you’re dating Jongin behind my back.”

“What the hell?” You almost stutters, “is this, is this why you’re divorcing me??”

He turn away, “not exactly.”

“We’re friends, for God sake, he’s your friend…” you’re trying to sound stable. “Even if we’re separated one day, I would never date him… Gosh, Baekhyun, he’s like my brother!” you knew at this point your face is red from anger, how can he accused you like that. You were mad so you took your sake cup and gulp it, “damn it, Baek… damn you…” now you feel like crying but you hold it because you know you’re stronger than this shit.

He moved from his seat, stood up from the mat to sit beside you and saying, “I’m sorry…” he murmurs, “really…”

You’re just staring empty at your chopsticks.

“Hey, look, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t… I shouldn’t said what I’ve said… and this trip is for us to be friends, okay? Please forgive me?”

friends.

That word sucks. That word can go fuck itself, you want to throw it away from your dictionary if you could.

Baekhyun still staring at you, you can feel it and when you looking at him, he’s smiling. That childish smile you love so much. The one melts your heart and you’re gonna scold yourself later for smiling back.

“Anyway, thank you for always being my savior in the morning…” you knew what he meant.

“No problems, you can always call me to find anything in our—your room,” you corrected youself, “I was the one organizing it everyday so I—“

“Our room.” He suddenly said.

“Huh?” you’re looking at him and you saw disappointment there and you got confuse now.

“That’s still our room… until the ancillary judgment, it’s still ours to call.”

You mentally cursed yourself for cannot think straight but looking at those thin lips which slightly pouting.

“Why…” you mumbled but he caught you on guard, he leaned in and everything feels so fast.

He kissed you.

But you pull away faster. “Baekhyun…”

You both took a moment of silence but suddenly he stood up and pull you on your waist. You gasped but when Baekhyun lift his gaze, his brown eyes looking at you deeper, swimming inside the universe you had on your eyes.

“You’re drunk…” you whispers

“I’m not, and I’m tired of being drunk only to have an excuse to touch you.”

When he leaned in and kiss you, everything is being those blur dots behind him, all you felt was only his thin lips crashing on yours. You kissed him back just because you want it. You’re desperate to feel his lips, crashing, nibling, biting your lips.

When his hands slithering the front part of your kimono, you knew you’d gave him anything, even if he asked for the world.

“Be mine tonight…” he pull away but close enough for you to feel his breath, “…for the last time.”

And that pinch you feel inside your chest re-appear. Your heart telling you no because there’s no way back, you’re just gonna fall deeper and he’s gonna break your heart again tomorrow, but your heart and body wants him. Badly. “I’m yours… tonight…” you murmured.

He took it as the cue to slid down your clothes and expose your shoulder, and his kiss trailing down from you cheek, to your neck and shoulder, “ahh…” faint moan slips out your lips when he suck your collarbone. His lips didn’t stop there, as his hands caressing your body, his lips find its way to your chest, kissing the valley of your breast and all way down without touching your erected nipples.

He such a tease…

“I am…” he chuckled, and you feel embarrassed for saying it out loud unconsciously.

He guided your hand to his kimono belt, silently asking you to take it off, and you did, you run the pad of your finger above his lean muscle when he’s lips back on yours. When your hand above his briefs, you could feel he’s ready. It was hard, and excites your heart you could hear it pounding.

“I wanna go down for you…” he said.

You don’t hate it but you’re not a fan of receiving head too, but tonight, for the last time, you’re just gonna let him do whatever he wants.

“Go down for me…” you whispers and he kissed you hard before pushing you to the floor. His kisses leaving marks on the way down, and the heat you feel just too real, to hot to handle. You knew you’re drenched down there.

A finger slips between the folds and you couldn’t stop yourself from whining, “Baek…ah…”

He replied with a soft hum before other finger joining, running up and down, caught your clit between his slender fingers.

“AH!” a sharp moan slips out when he found your core, get inside and stretch you out, “ah… fuck…” you grunts.

“Two fingers, babe, two… you can handle more…” he hasn’t finished his words when you feel tongue joining down there.

You grab his hair by instinct and you can’t even hear yourself now. His put one other finger and speed up until you feel the heat pooling on your core and you knew you’re near the peak.

“I’m gonna… gonna, ah, Baek, I’m…ah!” you can’t even resemble words.

“Cum, babe, cum…” you screamed his name and surrender, “yeah, like that…”

he creeping above you and wipe his mouth which covered with your juice with his thumb and you didn’t even think of resting, you’re ready whenever he’s ready.

“No is my turn!” you breathlessly said.

“You don’t have to, I wanna be inside you for a long time.” His voice is assertive and you swore you’re gonna obey him forever.

“Then be inside my, now.” You pleaded.

He let go of his kimono and briefs, and guided his hard shaft to your entrance, this time, no teasing, just slip it inside slowly.

“Tell me if I hurt you…” he whispers right on you ear and you got goosebumps erupted all over your skin. “damn it…” he grunts, “damn…”

He pumped you slowly until he feels you’re adjusting with his size. And you can’t leave his eyes even for a second. God you’re in love again and again for him, and this moment you can’t hold a tear rolling down the corner of your eye.

“You okay? Did I hurt you??” he stopped pumping when he saw you crying.

“N-no. no…” you can’t ruin this moment, you can cry under th shower for the next months but not now, “no I’m fine…. I feel good… that’s why…” you’re panting, “Baekhyun, please go harder.”

You saw worries in his eyes but he do as you said, his hips go in a rhythm which became faster and faster as it goes.

“Want me go faster? Huh, babe? Tell me what you want!” he groaned.

“Faster, yeah… ahh… faster…” you bite your lips and cupped your hips to make it stay while he thrust you harder. “oh God, Baekhyun, ah! Fuck…”

“How close are you…??”

“I can… cum… any second now… Baek… please…” you don’t know what you pleaded for but you feel like you have to.

“Cum with me, baby, now, now, babe, now!” one last thrust and he shot it all in you.

He fell above you, kissing you gently before planting pecks all over your sweaty face. Then you met his eyes, you could see how soft was his gaze on you, almost loving. It feels like eternity before he move his lips, “I…” he said, but then he look away, “thank you…”

-

Next day wasn’t exactly easy for you and him, you keep losing words when trying to make conversation with him, and he’s not helping, he spent whole day outside, enjoying onsen again, or reading some books left in the house. And here you are staring at the quotes hang in the wall.

Ai wa kodashi no seyo.

Love in a small amount.

“I’m gonna do it… to anyone I met after you…” you murmured, “I’ve been loving you too hard, it hurts and causing me nuts.”

-

“Why you choose Istanbul?” he suddenly asked when you and him had dinner.

You couldn’t answer right away, but you manage to say, “you remember how I was amazed by Capadoccia, the air balloon, and the view…” and you feel like you have to ask him the same question, just because. “Why you choose Coron?”

“Exactly, why didn’t you choose Coron?”

You shot your eyebrows, “why… I didn’t choose Coron? Why should I choose Coron?”

You swore to God you saw his ear getting red, “Coron was nice…”

“Which part? The one with tall rocks where the King Kong swinging? Or…?”

He snorts, “anyway…” he said, “thanks for packed the clothes for me.”

You didn’t packed for him for this journey, but you did called a maid to make sure Baekhyun brought his medicine to his allergic, “I didn’t—“

“The one you did for my business trip last time.”

“Oh, that…”

“And to be the answer of my questions every morning about where’s my tie, what’s the brand of aftershaved I usually wear, which vitamins I should take…”

You couldn’t help but mumbling, “you need me…”

“Huh?” he gets it but he want you to repeat it.

So you lift your gaze up, “you need me in your life, Baekhyun, why you trying so hard to release me?”

Baekhyun looked surprised, “w-what?”

You sighs.

“You weren’t happy.” He said.

“What?” now you raised your voice.

“You immediately do the paperworks, and during the mediation, you never talked about me. First you were talking about the flower, the color, the guest, you didn’t mention me in your narrative at all. The second one, you were talking about istanbul, the city where we were just pure tourist, no romance in that holiday.”

“Romance?” you gasped, “why would I talked about romance when you’re the one asking me for divorce?”

“Because you weren’t happy! I told you you weren’t happy and I want to make you happy by letting you go!”

“Oh my God! Baekhyun, you never loved me, that’s why you’re divorcing me!”

“I do! But how can I show you my feelings when I know you’re gonna reject me!”

“Whatt???” now you’re confused, “I was in love with you! But you neve—“

“You’re in love with me? Don’t be silly! You’re not in love with me, you avoiding me all the time.”

Now you’re gasping from his accusation, “avoiding you? When?”

“You’re not comfortable whenever I’m around.” He said.

“That’s because I’m afraid you’re gonna find out my true feelings!”

“Why you’re afraid if I found out?” he raised his voice.

“You’re gonna divorce me when you find out that I’m actually love you…”

“Why would I do that??”

“Because you don’t love me.” You tried to hold your voice down.

“Oh come on! Who are to assumed about my feelings like that??”

you stop talking, so does he, and trying to figure out what is actually happening, how dumb are you to not realised anything all this time. To be blinding only by the fact that Baekhyun married to you because he had to. And for being to denial to accept any possibilities that he might grew some feelings towards you too.

“So you love me…” he mumbled. Slowly he snickered that turns into laughter, “why are we so stupid?”

You shrugged you shoulders.

“I almost let you go because I thought that what makes you happy!” he turned to you and lift your chin up, “hey look at me.”

You lift your gaze.

“I love you.”

And the knots in your chest untied just like that, all the pain and sadness, the cloud that has been following you around is disappear. You can see the sky clearer, with all the starts in his eyes.

The universe.

Universe you’ve been searching your whole life is in front of you.

With his thin smile he pulled you closer.

“Let’s go home to Seoul…” he put you inside his embrace, “and burn down all the divorce documents… I’m gonna stay being your husband forever and love you harder…”

“No…” you said, you saw his eyes confused, “Ai wa kodashi no seyo.”

-END-

[gloriousprofessorhan]

If truth is better, then why you cover your ears when i talk?

glo