Send me “oh…” for your muse to catch mine: 4. Crying over a really sad movie.
Minhee and Taejoon have been friends for a while and he was one of not many males she was comfortable with. She didn’t see him as a girl but rather as a brother that she could forget about her anxiety with. During the weekend she felt like watching some movie yet she didn’t want to do it alone so she called Taejoon since they haven’t seen each other in a rather long time and she missed him.
Both of them were having financial difficulties so the two young people were enjoying a big bowl of popcorn as their dinner and a snack while watching the movie. Looking through the channels Minhee stopped at one were the movie was just starting. It was Hatiko, the movie that could make Minhee cry like a baby any time of the year, month or day. The past week rather difficult for her so she was feeling blue and was slightly more emotional that usually.
“I’m like that dog…” She mewled through the tears and her voice was so high pitched from crying that probably only Hatiko could understand her. It wasn’t the first time that Taejoon saw her crying so she wasn’t even trying to hide it while sniffling and gasping faintly from crying. Yet, she still was eating or better say shoving popcorn into her mouth, looking like a complete mess - crying mess. “It’s even worse. I don’t have anyone to wait for even. Poor Hatiko.” It was hard to tell if she was talking to her friend or to the dog on the screen.
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24. Our muses are detective partners – and best friends.
“Ryu Taejoon! New case in!” Valerie exclaimed as she took out the big brown envelope, sealed with wax. The beginning of a long period of sleepless nights, extreme suspense and critical thinking was about to begin. Not that she was complaining anyway, since she wasn’t working strenuous hours with someone unpleasant. How bad can this career be if she could work with her best friend, Taejoon?
Who’s the first to wake up in the morning:I think they would be waking up at the same time when alarm goes off but Minhee would be the first one to get off the bed to use the bathroom first.
Who’s the one to make breakfast: After she is done with washing up and tidying up she would be letting Taejoon go to the bathroom and head to the kitchen to make the breakfast while he’s busy getting ready.
Who’s the one to serve the other breakfast in bed: Since Minhee would be the one who usually serves breakfasts Taejoon would sometimes surprise her with the breakfast in bed.
Who would suggest a quickie in the morning before work: It would be Taejoon if his friend would wake up together with him lol or if they start kissing and it gets heated then it’s a mutual initiative.
Who suggests they both ditch work to lay around all day: I think non of them would offer something like that since both need to work and earn money.
Who chooses the movies: They do it together and if one is lazy the other does it.
Who initiates kissing during the moving, thus distracting the other from the movie all together: It could be both, Taejoon would do it if he finds the movie boring and he’d rather have other kind of fun and Minhee would do it just to tease Tae if she’s in a playful mood and sees that he is too focused on the movie and she is getting no attention at all.
Who orders lunch: Usually Minhee would cook something for the two of them to have food at lunch but since they work they’d usually have lunch at work or if they decide to meet for a lunch they’d it what Minhee have cooked.
Who steals food from the other’s plate without asking: I think it’d be Minhee to try what he have ordered and sometimes just to play around with him.
Who curls up next to the other and falls asleep due to a full tummy: Could be both, depending on who overdid it with the food.
Who distracts the other from trying to work at home: Minhee would be destructing Taejoon from work since she doesn’t take work home most of the time and she’d want attention from him so she’d be distracting him in different ways.
Who asks to go get ice cream like a five year old: Most of the time it would be Minhee and only sometimes Taejoon just to make Minhee laugh.
Who takes pictures of their partner eating ice cream: I think it’d be Taejoon and Minhee would complain about not looking good there.
Who makes a sexual joke about the dripping ice cream on their partner’s face: I think they both would do it and be two creepy people making suggestive jokes about ice cream.
Who cooks dinner: Whoever is at home earlier.
Who cleans up the kitchen afterwards: They would do it together after sorting the chores.
Who stays up until 2 reading: It’d be Taejoon since Minhee would be at work and even if she wasn’t she’d be long asleep by then.
Who stares at their partner while their sleeping: I think both would do it if they wake up earlier.
Who kisses their partner while they sleep: Also both but i think Minhee would do it more often since she comes back home late after the night shift so she’d be kissing him before getting to sleep.
☪ five times our muses almost hold hands, and the one time they do. ((hahaha you don't have to do it if you don't want to though, but it'll be cute if they're awkward with each other once in a while))
Taejoon invited her to the festival since she was having a few more paid days off to entertain her and probably to cheer up a little. Minhee was surprised to see how may people have attended the event and as they tried to push through the crowd to get to the more or less free space his friend was getting pushed further from him. Fortunately he noticed her struggle and reached out his hand with the gaze telling her to grab it and she locked her hand with his with no hesitation, it was worm and strong even though he held hers firmly it didn’t hurt. The momentary fear and panic have vanished away as he pulled her through the crowd to the place were they could walk more comfortably. Had he noticed that they were still holding hands she didn’t know but the woman didn’t part from him either. It felt comfortable and she smiled thinking of the times when the two friends almost held hands and she was taking away hers out of being shy and awkward. There were four more times before it.
First time it happened due to her clumsiness since she had a talent to be able to stumble and trip even on the perfectly lean surface. Everything happened in a mere second. He held out his hand and she grabbed it out of reflex not to fall yet once her balance was back and she could walk the medical student rushed to slip away her hand feeling awkward.
Second time happened when the two went to the cinema to watch a horror movie and Minhee could have been more scared if she wasn’t too tired. Why did she still go to the movie theatre? She didn’t want to be alone and she’d rather spend time in a nice company occasionally dozing off in the cinema armchair than in an empty apartment. A grab on her hand awakened her from the small nap that she denied later and which Taejoon later used as excuse that he wasn’t scared and simply wanted to wake her up. Was his face red because he succeeded? Both knew the truth.
Third time the two awkward friends almost held hands was when they were strolling down the park and the two had to step closer to avoid being hit by the cyclists. They didn’t only happened to be embarrassingly close as the bumped into each other a little, their hands or better say fingers linked faintly for a few seconds that were enough to make the young people pull away in a blink of an eye once their gazes met.
Fourth and last one before the festival happened when Taejoon was showing her the roof top that he lately enjoyed spending time at and as they were crawling over the obstacles he decided to offer her a hand yet the flashback from the other day made it embarrassing for her to even touch his hand so she declined the help and went up on her own. After all she has always been independent.
Send a symbol to hear my muse talk about their: ◌ Mother/Father ; ☰ Occupation ; ☢ Personality Flaw(s)
◌ Mother/Father
“My mother and father.” She spoke with warmth and tenderness in her voice as she lowered her sad eyes to avoid the pitying looks. “I miss them dearly. They were wonderful parents and an example to me how the family should be. Their love was always blooming and it was amazing.” She stopped for a moment since speaking more could make her cry and she needed a moment to get a hold of her emotions. “I hope they know how much i miss them and love them and i hope my father knows that i’m not mad at him and that he will always be the best father in the world for me.” The pain in her throat was suffocating her, making every breath filled with ache, eyes welled up with tears that she blinked away. Minhee had always been a family girl, she did have friends and she does have them now but she had never had a best friend a soulmate or whatever they are cold, she didn’t have those friends she could consider family, everyone had their own people they were caring about and after losing her parents she felt all alone and still does.
☰ Occupation
“I am an intern in the paediatric department. It’s still a part of my education but it’s also my occupation. I love what i do it’s been my dream to become a paediatrician so i am very proud of being able to achieve that dream even though now it grows into becoming the best paediatrician.” A proud smile is shining on her face as she speaks of her occupation till she remembers it’s not all and sighs. “Well...i’m also a waitress at night but it’s a temporary work.”
☢ Personality Flaw(s)
“Personality flaws,” Minhee murmurs looking up in thoughts and chuckles faintly. “I am a walking personality flaw. I am one of those people that look more attractive until they open their mouth so i don’t even know where to start and i’m not even sure that it’d be a good idea but okay. Where should i start...where should i start....okay, i make horrible jokes in all sorts of situations, sometimes and often inappropriate jokes. Mostly i do it because i am nervous or awkward or shy or because i don’t want people to be seriously worried about me so i joke it off like “HA! See, i laugh at it so i’m fine.”....I’m a stuck up with closure especially physical as for a 25 years old woman and that probably makes me look weird and i guess it just makes me weird. Though i guess i’m just weird. There’s a lot more but i’ll stop here.” She hums thinking of more personality flaws but some of them are embarrassing to admit. She is too kind and st times people take it as a sign to wipe their feet on her and take advantage of it but she stubbornly believes that kindness will win. She is a romantic soul and yes, to her it seems to be a flaw that dooms to loneliness in the modern society. She pretends to be strong and always positive but it’s a lie, she often gets sad but she hates being a bother so she never shows it to anyone. She has a a blind love radar so she never notices if anyone likes her and maybe due to her low self esteem she also always thinks that they are being simply nice to her and it has nothing to do with liking her romantically. When she lets herself think that someone might actually like her she gets even more anxious knowing that they see only the top of the iceberg and don’t know how many problems are hiding underneath the water. Minhee is scared of getting abandoned if they find out about her financial problems about how inexperienced she is and even though she had covered the biggest flow of her body with the tattoo she’d still feel anxious about baring in front of anyone and that could be frustrating. Her flaw is that she sees her flaws more clearly than she sees the good parts of her personality.
He was not good dealing with this thing. Generally, he was never good dealing with women, mostly when they were in tears. He took a glimpse of the look from people in the restaurant, where it was already late and people were at the end of consuming their booze. It would be okay if her weep coming in silence, but the noise she made gained some questioning stare from people around them as if he was the wrong-doer. He snatched some tissue papers and patted her nose, in hope those sheets could muffle her cry and put her on halt of bawling over whatever the problems she was dealing with for that day. It better worth his time since he came out in hurry when she called, forgot to put on socks on his way out of the house. It made him feeling agitated, to rub skin against the shoes’s material. “So yeah, what is it now?” his fist propped on his tired head, giving his best to block a yawn out of his mouth. “You cried really hard this time. Is it really that awful?”
The stress has been building over for the past few days, the deadlines were drawing closer and the clients that she had met up with weren’t too happy with the work that she and her crew had mustered up, complaints were filed towards them almost nonstop. And so she thought the comfort of a small worn down bar at the end of the street would wash all her worries away. Few drinks in, the next thing she knew, she was feeling even more melancholic than she thought she’d be, breaking down at an unexpected moment, at which she knew she would regret later on. The good thing, though, was how she was with an acquaintance. He attempted to comfort her, but again, it was a common knowledge to her that guys aren’t usually too good with comforting girls when they cry. As soon as she got a grasp of reality and herself, she wiped her tears away with the back of her hand, pursing her lips tightly together. “Sorry I - it’s just been a lot. Work’s been awful and I have a lot of things to worry about. Do you want to drink more? I’m sober, I swear.” With her last words, she laughed softly while she traced the neck of the glass with her fingertip.
After the poisoning she was given a paid week off (otherwise she’d be at work, half dead but still at work since loosing it was the same as dying to her). She was spending most of her day at home in bed since she still didn’t feel good, dizziness was there and her stomach was still sensitive. Luckily she took only a few sips so it didn’t have a lethal ending.
The good thing was that she was able to have some rest while being paid as usually even if she didn’t exactly feel good yet she knew that she’d feel better earlier than the week ends. Knowing that Taejoon was going to come visit her she left the door open not to get up from the couch more times as it was still hard for her to move since her body was weak after the poisoning.
When she heard the doorbell she knew it was her friend so instead of shouting (it was painful as well) she sent him a text message about the door being open and the he could come it.
“Hey,” she greeted him with a weak but sincere smile and she did notice the bag he was holding. “Is it food? You know i can’t eat much yet, only the light soup and baked dishes. My stomach is still weak. I can have buns, did you get buns?” Her stomach was weak but she was still hungry and it was making her recovery only more hard and frustrating.
His lips parted with no sound, only eyes and brows declared for his confusion upon the request. Taejoon slipped back the cigarette to help his mouth closing. He took a deep breath, carrying the heat into his lungs and blowing out a smoke to the air after. “I really like you, hyung, I really do,” he spoke quick, taking a break from his nicotine, flicking the tip to drop the burning part on the ground. “But I have to admit that’s…one of odd request. I’m not sure what I should feel about this.”
It is indeed a very odd request, but Taejoon is the best candidate he could think of—someone who can help him get rid of this annoying female comrade he had in the office. She’s this weird, scandalous officer who had a huge crush on him and how much he decline on her, she wouldn’t believe him. Whilst Jaerim result into lying that he is gay, and happily in a relationship. “Just for a night” he asked once more, biting down his lips as he hid a laughter. He couldn’t believe he’s actually doing this. “I promise it won’t happen again. I just have to take that girl off my back, please”
