Two (1/1)

(listen to DBSK - Love In The Ice)I unclock my apartement with a heavy heart, the room feels empty and lifeless. The sunflower in a vase on that coffee table seems lost it's color and hangs it's crown low, nearly touches the cold surface of the glass. Even though my soul keeps trying to leave the place, I force my feet to walk through the doorstep.Pain and joy, I'm having a battle inside me to how to face the memories that the room holds. Tracing my fingers on everything that close to my reach, I feel soft waves of electricity crowling up slowly on my body. My steps stop in front of a wooden table that has floral engraving on its sides. A small smile comes on my lips as I remember how she fought hard to put this thing in my livingroom instead of hers.Ever since we're together, she spent ninety percent of her free time here in my apartment. It almost felt like we were a married. The plain and monotone apartment turned into a beautiful warm place that we called "home" with her touches.On that table, standing a metal frame with our faces behind the clear glass. Our first picture that we took on the first day we spent at the small cottage at her favorite beach. The only place she showed her real her, beside my apartment. We looked so happy, smiling from ear to ear.She loved beaches, she loved the rolling waves that hit the sand where she dug her feet at. She loved the sun, she loved the heat, the chirping seagulls, the sunset, the parasols, just everything that she saw on a beach, she loved them. Only with the things she loved surrounding her, she can be herself.I was the only reasono why I bought the cottage, so she wouldn't have to hide anything. A place where we could run from the tiring daily fast-life. But a house won't be a "home" without her touch, so I let her choose and bought everything she liked to fill the small cottage. Other than bed and chouches, she bought kitchen utensils, colorful plates and cute mugs. Just like in my apartment, we put a board where we can put notes and pictures. It was simple, but it was our paradise.Enough staring at the photo, I look up to the board that full with our photograps pinned on it. One picture catches my attention. A picture of jajangmyun and jjambbong with a couple set of bowls, spoons and chopsticks. "Sunggyu, wake up.."I ignore her voice, I'm still sleepy. I just got back from a trip. Trip means tour concert. She decided to change the word into a less idolish word, to make her feels like she's dating Kim Sunggyu the civilian instead of Kim Sunggyu that works in an entertainment world. And as long as it makes her feel better, I'll do what she says."Kim Sunggyu, it's eleven already.""It's only eleven in the morning, I just got to sleep at three.""Baby, eleven is noon, not morning.""It's always morning before twelve a'clock."I hear her sigh and a door being opened. I guess she's taking a bath now, since she's not fond of being sweaty. After fifteen minutes passed, I hear the shower is turned off and the bathroom door opens, blowing a fruity scent of her shampoo into our bedroom.Still laying on my stomach, I'm waiting for her voice to wakes me up."Gyuppa." it stands from gyu and oppa. Since she doesn't really like to call me oppa, she made a new name for me. "Gyuppa." she says one more time before she throws herself above me.Her skin feels cold againts mine. It's refreshing, I'm definitely awake now."Jagiya, you hurt my waist.""Oldie grumpy gyu finally wakes up!" she chirps, laying her chin on my shoulder. I can smell the fresh mint of her toothpaste."Yeah, he wakes up now, so please move from my back, you step mom.""Who did you call step mom?" she snaps but buries her face on my neck. It tickles, but comforting."Of course it's you, you little rascal, who else would wake me up by thowing her whole weight on my back." my voice is mumbled by the overstuffed pillow she bought.She detaches her face from my neck only to whispers on my ear. "Well, if I'm rascal then you're potato. Now this rascal is hungry and going to make something for lunch, so you better wake up, gramps."I know better than to let her uses the kitchen, she still cuts or burns herself when she's trying to cook. Beside, she hates eating alone, so there's no way that she'll leaves me to eat lunch alone."Wake up, potato, or you won't get your share of meal." she pulls the duvet from my body, letting the cold aircon's air hits me.She's ready to pulls my hands before the door bell rings."Do you expecting someone?" I smile and immidiately stand up. I called a restaurant nearby for a delivery while she was in the shower. Knowing that she's still hurting herself when she works at the kitchen and I want a blood-free day, I ordered jajangmyun and jjambbong for our lunch."My lunch." I said."When did you order it?""Somewhere between your nags.""I don't nag!""Last one reaches the kitchen won't get anything for lunch." I sing, swaying my shoulders just to tease her.Out of my expectation, she jumps on my back, hugging my neck and circling her legs on my waist."Gyuppa is the best." and she kisses my cheek. Smiling, I turn my heel to the bedroom. The place that used to be the warmest part of the apartment, now it's just an ordinary room with white sheet cering the bed and woody brown furnitures. On the corner of my eyes, there standing a dressing table where she put her make-ups and parume collection.One thing catches my attention. A hot red lipstick. The color she used on our first met.Red lips, heavy smoked eyes, and covered with right amount of fabrics, walking like she owned the world, she's a nice catch to spend the night with. That was the first impression I got from her. With auburn hair and swaying hips, she surely knew that she has the perfect ingridients to attract opposite gender, and since I'm a man, I'm attracted to her just like the other males inside the room. Straightened myself as I saw her walked to my direction, I even prepared some pick up lines that I was going to throw when she was near. But as I opened my mouth, she just passed by, not even spared me a glance. My pride was hurt.I've been living in a world where girls would stopped and squealed at me for years. I've been trained to handle situations where women attack and try to touch me. But I forgot how to cope with girls who ignore my presence, girls who are coolly walked pass by me without any interest.And yet, there she was, the first woman who completely didn't notice me since my debut day. Curiousity killed the cat, and I was a cat, so I tried to approach her with my best look. My friends shouted and whistled as I told them where I was going, a little proud of myself, I gave them a confident smile and went to the lady in the bar.Dumbstrucked. That was the best word to described what I felt when I first encountered her. No smile, nor friendly expression came out on her face as I talked to her. But it raised my curiousity of her even more.It wasn't after a few shots that she told me her name, Kim Sunhee, she said. It was funny that I remembered her name almost immidiately, because I often forgot names as soon as people spoke it, faces would came in blurred memory, but hers was etched in my brain as soon as I laid my eyes on her.I thought she was the kind of woman who easy to played with, the kind of woman who I could share a one night emotion. And since she blurted out that she was just broke up and having a hard day, I thought the thoughts was mutual. But I was proven wrong.Others would usually jumped into my car when I told them I'm going to take them home, but that was different with her. She bluntly rejected my attempt to looked nice. I held her by her shoulders as we walked out from the club to my car, but she slapped me and said that she didn't need a douchebag to help her. Then she flagged a taxi and gone just like that.As the time passed by, I never met her again. My schedule was packed up tight, and didn't allow me to mess around by wasting my time for clubbing. She left a quite deep impression that made me think about what happened to her after that night, but that was it. Day by day went by and our encounter stayed as a memory in the back of my head.Until one day, fate brought us together. "We meet again." I said as I land my feet beside hers.She looks up with questioning face. "Excuse me, I don't want to be rude, but who are you?"For a second, I thought I lost my face, but I play it cool. "We met at a bar few weeks ago." I hide my embarassment for the second time. How many more times she plans to embarass me?The look she has on her face was cute. The muscles on her face don't change much, but her eyes tell me that she really doesn't remember our first encounter. So I decide to give her a hint."You said you broke up with you boyfriend that day."And now, it's her turn to lost her expression."Ohmygod." she says and covers her face with her small hand. "Kim Sunggyu, right?""Glad that you remember." I can't hide the smile that creeping up on my face."Forgive me, I wasn't in my best state that night." her face turn into different shades of red, and it's beautiful. It's such a waste that she's trying to hide them."I noticed that." I say, and she nods in embarassment but says nothing to reply.I take this chance to check out her apperance. She looks all-natural with her hair drawn back carefully, her eyes are soft colors in natural tone, black and slim eyeliner, with glittery nude pale lipstick. 180 degrees from the look when I first saw her, but somehow, this look fits her better than the one before.She's wearing a pale mini dress under an ankle length lacy see through dress. It's beautiful, blending with her skin perfectly. The dress she wears is enough to show her skin, because with that stilettos, her legs looks more than tempting. And she's standing alone."So, are you alone?"The side of her lip twitches up into an amused smirk, "same pick up line?"By this time, I'm not letting her remarks get into me."What can I say, a beautiful young lady standing alone in the middle of a crowd, I need to make sure if she's available before I can make a move."She chuckles silently, "you want to make a move?" she asks, I nod to answer before she continues, "you don't even know me.""Why don't we start from the first step?" I put down my wine on the nearest table and reach out my hand. "Hi, I'm Kim Sunggyu, nice to meet you."She bits down her laugh, but complies by puts out her delicate hand, a small ring decorating her slender finger is glittering as moves her hand. "Nice to meet you too, I'm Kim Sunhee."Her hand is soft and fragile.I pull back my hand at the appropriate time, and put one into the front pocket of my pants and take the wine with my other. one "So, now that we know each other, how about you answer my first question. Are you coming alone?"Instead of answering my question, she's just smiling mischievously. "Why don't you try to find out?" and leaves after she clings her glass on mine. It didn't take long for me to get her number. Again, curiousity killed the cat, and I'm a dead cat, so while I was busy with my schedules, I asked my friends to found out about her, and it turned out that she's quite famous among our society. She's the owner of a store in my mom's mall. The world is just so small, isn't it?Eight months, that was the time that I took to get to know her better. The first thing that I got from her as I got closer with her was that she's a hard shell to crack.Grew up with only her stoic dad who owns the whole world didn't always brings good things to her. She was the sole heiress of her dad's kingdom, of course she got all the best that a human can get, best clothes, best jewelries, best foods, best education, best living and everything, yet she didn't get what she wanted the most. All that she ever wanted was to be a pianist, to hold a concert that accompanied with a group of orchestra. Inside that petite, fair body, hides a burning pasion to show herself. To get out from her father's shadow, to be an independent woman that can reaches a succesfull life without her father's help. But her dad turned down her dream even before she filed her proposal. She accepted her fate, and be a good daughter for her father. Her last family member alive.She didn't tell me the whole story directly, that came in step by step. She didn't trust me enough to tell me her story untill a year of our relatioship was official. It wasn't easy to break though the walls she built around her. Under that stong, independent woman, lies a small little girl who is hungry for love. She got all attention, she got it since the day she was born. But love and attention are different story.As for me, I didn't see her like the first time I saw her. Instead of wanting to play with her out of curiousity, I want to protect her and give her the love she's been craving all this time. And what I get in return is something that I can never explain. She's the most understanding and not demanding girl, but still bravely sound out her opinion. She's sweet in her own way. Her outer appereance shows that she's an intellegent, stern girl, but inside, she's a stubborn five years old girl who's still acts cute and cries and amused over small things. She just doesn't let anyone sees that side of her. The fact that she shows herself to me makes me feel like I'm special. She's like a clear lake in the middle of a desert, a bright star in the darkest night, like fresh rain in a sunny summer day.I always wanted to annouce to the world that we were an item. That we were together. But she always rejected the idea. With my status as an idol and she's a young successful entrepreneur, she reasoned that it will be better if we keep our relationship to ourselves untill we were ready for the real deal. Because she's too, a public figure from different field, and both of us couldn't bear any scandal in our carriers. Although for me we weren't a scandal, media always knows how to turns back the fact and makes a mess of everything. So I agreed, we lived in peace, silently.But the happy days cut short when my mom called me for a dinner. She said she wanted to introduce me to someone. And since my mom is someone important in my life, and I wanted to make her always happy, I agreed.But never in my life I imagined what makes my mom happy, brings misery for me and Sunhee. "You can't do this, mom." I try to sound as calm as possible even though my heart beats fast, too fast than it should be.