[M] One (1/1)

(listen to DBSK - Toki Wo Tomete)"Hi.""Hi.""Are you alone?""As you can see.""Want to join me at that table?""No." he hides his flustered face with an awkward smile, but gives no sign to give up."Can I join you?"I look at him from head to toe. He's wearing black button up shirt, hugging his shoulders and torso like it's made just for him, with rolled up sleeves that shows his arms perfectly, dark washed jeans that hugs his legs beautifully, and a nice pair of shoes. I move to upper part of him. His hair is blonde and he pulled it up so it showcase his forehead, he has straight nose, thin lips and a pair of charming eyes.Over all, I can see that he has good sense of clothes and doesn't mind to spend his money for it. That's only mean he has thick wallet. I think it's save to spend some time with him, maybe he can distracts me from the fucker called ex-boyfriend.I'm broken hearted, but I'm not blind to waste such a nice piece of ass here. I don't need another bastard to flirt on me, but seeing him, I guess he's worth a little of my time."Sure."He smiles. I never thought that a smile can be that bright, but his smile is. It makes his small eyes turns smaller. But that's make them even more attractive. This guy surely knows how to attracts girls, which part he should shows off and how to do it. He's dangerous more than he knows.But I'm not going to fall for his beautiful eyesmile. So I just turn my head back to the bar.He clears his throat and offer me his palm. I look to my side to see that smile again. "I'm Sunggyu, nice to meet you." My eyes snap open as I feel something tickling my nose. I look down and greeted with brown locks of his. He lays his head on my chest with arms circling around my waist, eyes closed looking so peaceful, as if he's paid for it. Steady breaths and tangling limbs, he's still in a deep sleep. He's the kind of person who wakes up at the smallest sounds, but with me, he'll sleeps through a war. That's just how comforable we are around each other.Stroking my hand, I'm enjoying the feeling of the soft strands of his hair between my fingers. In 3 years, he changed the blonde hair to a darker tone. Just like what I asked him to. His body loses it's weight since the day we found out about the truth. Since then, we can't even close our eyes to sleep, we can't see each other without feeling guilty.The sound of the waves hits the soft surface of the coast seems so calm, as if it's a lullably to bring me back to the dream land. But if reality is this perfect, why should I go back to the land of dreams. He's here, in my arm, and I'm basking in his warmth, that's more than enough for me.The times we spent here is never this peaceful.These whole time I spent 24 years of my life looking for someone to lean to, to make me feel loved more than I love, to give more than take. To value a mere presence of someone beside me, and my presence beside him.I'm not clueless, I have enough experiences in this field. I dated 3 guys before, and none of them treasure me as much as him. They cheated, they lied, they went out with me because the name I have on my shoulders. Not because I am me. But he's different.He didn't know that I'm the daughter of a wealthly CEO, he didn't know that I'm the only hairess of a property owner or that my dad is the owner of chain restaurants. Nor I knew if he's a singer with a beautiful widow mother who owns the biggest shopping mall in Seoul. It was only me and him. Sunhee and Sunggyu.For all this time we're together, there never was any drama in our relationship. We're not the princess and the pauper, we're not Romeo and Juliet, it was always been Sunhee and Sunggyu, always as steady as a heart beats, as fresh as a morning dew, as warm as a campfire. Untill 6 months ago, when my dad dropped the bomb."You're awake." his lips meet mine for a good morning kiss, it brings my attention back to the present.He wakes up and stretches his muscles by hugging me tight, with his eyes half closed and hair pointed to every directions possible. There's no morning view that even more adoreable than this. I can't tell if it's morning or night, but it's always good morning everytime we open our eyes to see each other. Time changes when we are together."Good morning." I say to him in between the small kisses. There are still butterflies in my stomach when I'm with him. Even after 3 years we're doing this."Are you saying good morning because the weather this morning is good or you wish that today that starts with a morning will be a good day or because it's just a right way to greet someone in the morning?" he can be as playfull as ever in this moment. But that's lift my mood up after the long think I had when he was asleep."I said it because my morning is good when I see you.""It should be a great morning, then." he pulls me into his warm embrace. The role reversed, now I'm laying my head on his soft, fair chest."Great morning, baby." I kiss the closest skin to my mouth.His chest vibrates as he chuckles, "that sounds weird.""You suggested it, oppa.""I did."Both of us lay down like that for more minutes before my stomach decides to making funny sounds. We're never embarassed about anything of us, not yawns, burps, or even farts. We crossed that stage since the first week we're together. Never did we take care of our images, we just do anything we need to do as human being and we won't disgust each other. As long as we know where and when to do it."Come, let's make something to eat for my jagi." he pats my butt as he straightens his back to sit.But I push him back to bed and lay my body above his. "You take a shower and I'll cook something for us." and kiss him one more time before I wrap the blanket around my body and take his brown oversized tshert that he wore last night before I left to the small kitchen across the room.  "You'll burn my kitchen, my dear.""No sir, I won't. Just trust me.""I trust you, just don't use the stove too much, you're not in a good term with fire."I ignore him. I've been practicing my cooking skill for over 4 weeks, I can handle this little pot, it's just a cheese ramen anyway.But how wrong I am.. Heaven forbids me from being close to anything that are kitchen tools.While I'm focused on what to do with the cheese and Sunggyu is nagging beside me, something funny spreads in the air. "Whoa whoa, oppa, the plastic!! The package!!!" I almost yell at him, something that I never done before.Sunggyu quickly grabs the ramen's package, throws it into the sink and turns on the water to wash away the half burnt plastic package. It takes a while for me to come back to my senses, until the boing water spills out from the pot because I overheat the fire.Sunggyu's reflect is not that fast, but right now he's faster than he ever been. He moves me to the side and turns of the fire before he moves the pot from the stove."Honey.." he says softly, but I know better that he's now scolding me.I throw my arms around his neck, "I love your kitchen, please don't kick me out from here." I plead him.A little trembles coming from him and I know that I'm forgiven. He put his one arm around my waist and pats my back with the other. "Please don't start a war in my kitchen. I don't cook often, and I trust you, but I know the fire would wins over you and I still want my apartment in tact. So please don't do careless things again, okay?" he pulls away and traces his fingers on my cheek. "You can cook me something when you're ready. Just take your time and get along well with fire, hm?"Like a child who just get caught of stealing cookies, I just nod and apologize for ruining the dinner. Sunggyu then calls delivery food and I never in touch with his kitchen. "Hm, smells good. What are you making?" he snakes his arms around my waist from the back, caressing my side with one hand and puts the other on my belly.I turn my head to kiss him on the cheek and smell that his musky bed scent washed away into fresh soapy one. I always want to bite him at this kind of moment, I love his bed scent a little more than the fresh one, because it's mixed with some of mine. But since he's using my shampoo, which smells like fruits, I hold my self from dragging him to bed."Just french toast and sausages, is that okay?" I lean my head on his broad shoulder."That's perfect."While waiting the toast cooked, I turn my body to face him. He's wearing a lose tshirt that I don't really like, because it makes him look short, and a knee lenght shorts that shows off his hairy legs."Oppa, you know I don't like that shirt." I frown.He smiles, "but I didn't bring anything else beside this tshirt." he reasoned."I know you'll say that. I brought you a tshirt, it's in my bag.""The sleeveles one?"I gasp, "you invaded my privacy, Kim Sunggyu." I joke, of course he will and I don't mind."Just a little, honey. You're not mad, aren't you?" he asks, just because he's too reserved."I won't if you change your hideous tshirt into that one. Go change, breakfast will be ready in a minute." I let him go and push him a little toward the bedroom."You planned this, you little rascal.""If I'm a rascal than you're a potato. Now go change." I blow him a kiss that makes him laughs wholeheartedly before he enters the bedroom.I turn back to the stove and put the foods on two plates for us. The sun is not even rise, it's still 6.30, yet we're as awake as hibernated bears in spring. "So, what do you want to do today?" he asks after he washes the dishes and I just finished taking bath.I sit beside him on the couch in front of a wide window facing beautiful scenery of a beach. Not exactly sit because with him, I tend to lose my backbones, so I'm more like leaning my body on his. Laying my upper body on him and straighten my legs on the couch. Him puts his chin on my head with arms around my shoulders."Hm.. Nothing particular, I just want to spend more time with you. Maybe a little walk on the sand, you know I love beaches.""And I don't really like water.""Liar, you take more than an hour in the tub.""Ah ah, that's the secret to have good skin, my dear.""Oppa, you're not spongebob, you don't absorb water.""And you said my hands are like starfish." he flicks my forehead playfully."But they are! Your palms are big and your fingers are long. It's beautiful, don't worry. I love them."The corners of his lips are raised, I always feel like fillet everytime he does that. He doesn't know it, but he did that so often that it feels like he did it on purpose. Because I can never be angry at that smile."Should we take a walk now? Morning sun is good for our bones growth."I laugh hard, "we're old, Kim Sunggyu, our growing phases are over.""Nothing's over, my dear. Just put on your pants or shorts, or what ever to cover your legs. I'll meet you at the beach." It's rainy today, and I hate it. It's the exact next day after the dinner, I wanted to go refresh my mind, breath in some salty and thick air after the nightmare my dad told me, but the rain is just have to pouring today, adding the coldness inside me. My phone rings contiously, messages asking where am I, why I didn't go home since last night, am I save, if I'm alive.. Am I alive?I just taste life in the last few years of my life. I just found out the purpose of my life, yet it all have to be takken away now. Can I just ignore everything and leave just like what I want? No, my dad would get heartattack. And that's just too irresponsible, only children run away from reality. Can I just cry and let everything go? No, even the tears can't relieve me. The air hitches on my thoat, legs rooted in the sand, I stare at the endless sea in front if me with the rain pouring all over my body.The air is cold, yet the sun doesn't give any mercy and shines so brightly. The sky is confusing me. It's hot but I'm cold. I want to fix everything and save myself from the emptiness inside me, what how can I fix something I can't see? Where does things go wrong?We were never a problem, we life in peace for years in a great relationship. We take us very seriously, we want to last and move to the next level. And this just have to happen now. Why fate is being rough to us? We are destinied. What I feel is more than just a simple crush or a puppy love. It's even more than love and it's severe. He is my life.In seconds, the rain stops. No, a dark shadow hovers above me, blocking the small pieces of the small cold water bullets from hitting my skin. A heavy presence appears behind me, and I finally feel the fresh oxygen invades my lungs."Don't hurt yourself." he wishpers softly and covers me with a thin blue cardigan."Rain won't hurts me.""But it hurts me seeing you like this." as if it's an invitation, my tears roll down through the barrier I didn't know I've made. He turns me and swabs them away, "don't cry, please.."Instead of making it stops, it pours out even more. Like it's waiting for him to be there and wipes it for me. My head drops on his shoulder, searching a place to supports myself from breaking down there and then. Still holding the umbrella, he closes his arms around me. To let me know that I'm not alone, that he'll be there with me through this hardship."I know you'll be here. Your dad been looking for you everywhere.""Let him be.""Since when you become a sadist?""I don't want to joke around." I mumble to his shirt."I know, my dear, I know.." he places his head on mine. "What are you doing here? In the middle of the rain without any protection. You look like a mad woman." it's not an insult, he's just that blunt."Maybe I am." I curly answer him.He pulls away and brushes the hair that covering my face. "You're not, my woman is strong, she won't break because a small matters." he said. But I can't agree with him."She's weak, she's helpless. It's not a small matter, Sunggyu, you know it too."He smiles a small broken smile. "I do.""How can you look so strong? Is this not affect you? Not at all?" I can't but to feel hurt bu his composed manner. He seems not affected at all, there is no trance of sadness written on his face. Does he knew it and hid it from me?"I should be strong for you. If both of us are breaking down, who will help us stand up again? Don't give me that face, I'm hurt too. I'm as confused as you, we're both lost, but if I show you how lost I am, what good it would do to us? Who will be here for you?"For a split second, I'm ashamed of myself. How could I think something that selfish? It's Sunggyu, he won't let anyone sees him sad, he'll hide in the bathroom for hours instead of showing people his tears. But I wish he could show some emotions for me, to show me that I'm that trustworthy for him, that I'm someone special where he can let himself loose up. However I'm thankful of his presence now, I wish he didn't come here smiling.But I don't want to evoke a fight above a war, so I let this go.."Sorry.""You don't sound sincere at all." he tries to lift up the mood. But I don't want him to, as stubborn and childish it might sounds, I don't want anyone to cheer me up right now. What I want is someone who can solve this problem."Then I'll take it back." I don't even bother to make my tone sounds nice.He sighs a heavy sigh, this is how he gives up the fight. "Hee-yah.."I don't reply or say anything back at him. Instead, I stare directly to his eyes, looking for any signs of emotions behind that perfectly calm facade. And there, I see a little glints of disappointment and anger.He rubs my head and caress my cheek gently before he puts up a crooked smile. "Come, lets get you dry before you catch a cold." and drags me to his car where there are dry clothes and underwear that I left for emergency. Sunggyu holds my hand as we walk side by side at the beach, fingers intertwined, our shoulders are brushing for time to time. We're walking in silence, enjoying each other presence as the time ticks by, as if both of us are afraid to ruin this moment, too afraid if what we say will makes one or both of us hurt more than it already is.I don't know if I should happy or sad that we're here right now. Relishing the limited time we have for the last time. Words don't change their shape, they change their meaning, their function. They don't have a meaning of their own any more, they refer to other words that you don't know, that you've never read or heard. You've never seen their shape, but you feel. They correspond to an empty space inside you or in the universe.Tomorow, by the time the sun opens his eyes to the world, both of us know that that was it. No more latenight calls, no more secret touches, no more midnight dates. There will only be me, and there will only be him, two people in separates lives.We never named what feeling that we share. The happiness, the feeling of comfort, secure, and the feeling of awhole. Of course there were disappiontments and disagreements here and there, we are two different person with two seperate brains afterall, we have our own opinions, but it never let us down. Is it because of love?No.The word love doesn't have its meaning to us as it used to be. The word that have never been spoken, that have never been slipped out of our lips or even rolled on out tounges. Because what we have, and what we feel is more than just a simple word.