On My Way To You - 12

Seunghyun~~ All Shacked Up

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“I’ll come pick you up in,” she looked at her wristwatch, “2 hours?”

I nodded. “Alright”

She nodded right back and gave me a little wave as she climbed back up on the driver’s seat. She rolls down the window and said, “I’m sorry about this but the landlady said that this is the only time she’s available to show me the place.”

“Don’t worry.” I waved away her concern. “They’ll do the interview here in YG building and just take some pictures. No big deal.”

 She was biting her bottom lip and was obviously distressed at leaving me on my own. One thing that I’ve realized all these days working with Park, she definitely takes her job seriously.

“Go on. You’ll be late.”

“Thanks! I’ll be back as soon as I can.” She then expertly drove away in the company van.

We had a very busy morning and we just came from 2 separate interviews as part of my promotion for my movie “The Commitment”. For my last interview today, Entertainment Relay wants to shoot some scenes with me inside YG building and they even got YG himself to give a short interview about me as the company’s top actor.

I worry about that a bit. Knowing our president, he can be a little mean and honest that he doesn’t filter what he says. I can only hope that he’s only going to say good things.

An hour and a half later, the interview was done and I joined the staffs of ER who are enjoying the lunch treat at the famous YG cafeteria, when I received a text message from Park. She said that she’s on her way back. 

It was only then that I belatedly realized that its way past lunchtime and Park hasn’t eaten yet.

I excused myself and dialed her number.

“How did it go?” I asked.

I heard her sigh. “It wasn’t what I was looking for. The place was too small and it’s across a busy intersection.”

“I see. Oh well, I’m sure you’ll find a better one.”

“I don’t have the time” she whined. “I’m afraid I’ll have to turn down the newlywed’s generous offer …”

“I thought you’re going to see another one tomorrow?”

“Yeah, hopefully the last one.”

There was a moment of silence. “Have you eaten?” I asked.

“Nope. I was hoping to eat there. I’ve missed ahjumma’s cooking.”

“Alright. Drive safely.”

“How was the interview?” she inquired.

“Good.” I answered. “Listen, concentrate on driving and call me after you’re eating okay? I’ll just hang around Tablo’s recording room. He said that he wanted to feature me on a song in their upcoming album.”

“Really?” Park’s voice sounded incredulous.

“Ya! Is that so hard to imagine? I thought you said I was a good rapper.”

“You are” she assured. “I just didn’t think that you would agree. I thought you said goodbye to the music industry for good.”

“I never said that” I countered. “But it still depends if it’s a good song … then maybe … It’s just a featuring anyway. No big deal.” I could hear the sound of horns. “Concentrate on driving. See you later.”

I hang up and looked for Tablo.

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I was surprised to see the people inside Tablo’s recording studio. His cute, little daughter Haru was there, the rest of Epik High and G-dragon. I greeted the hyungs first, attempted to kiss Haru but she wouldn’t let me and did a fist bump with GD.

“I thought you were in New York or somewhere in Europe” I said to him.

“Paris. Just flew in this morning and went straight here because there’s this melody in my head that I think will be perfect for an Epik High song.”

If there’s one thing that I’m jealous of Jiyong, it’s his ability to conjure melodies and lyrics like its not hard at all. To him, writing songs is as easy as taking a walk in the park.

“Is that so? I’m sure it’s going to another hit.”

“Thanks, man.” He clapped me lightly on the shoulder. “I heard hyung finally made you agree to feature in one of the songs.”

“I’m still thinking on it … I don’t want to ruin their album.”

“What are you saying?” Tablo rose from his chair and handed me two sheets of paper. “Those are the lyrics. I’m still finalizing the melody, though …”

I read through the print-out and was satisfied. “As usual, hyung. You’re a great lyricist.”

He waved away my compliment. “Just say you’ll do it.”

I rubbed the back of my nape. “I may be rusty … it’s been too long …”

“Nonsense …”

The hyungs convinced me so I said yes. I stayed and watched them while they worked and gave out different suggestions and arrangements. I realized that I missed this. The creative process in making an album is the best part. Sometimes, they would ask me what I think and gave my feedback. I smiled. Yes, I definitely missed this.

After a while, I heard my phone ringing. It’s Park. “Hey” I answered.

“I’m done eating” she answered. “Are you still with Tablo oppa?”

“Yes, were almost done.”

“Alright” she paused, “I hear a child. Is that Haru?”

I looked at the young girl playing around the recording room. “Yes, Haru’s here.” She stopped running around and walked right next to me when she heard me say her name. I tried to pinch her nose but she swatted my hand.

“Really?” Park said, sounding happy. “I’ll be right up. I haven’t seen her for the longest time.”

She hanged up before I could say anything more.

I pulled Haru to sit on my lap then I noticed Jiyong picking up his backpack and slung his jacket over his shoulder.

“I’m beat,” he gave a huge yawn. “I’ll come back tomorrow hyungs. I need to sleep.”

He waved goodbye to all of us and even managed to get a kiss from Haru and went out the door.

“Who’s that?” asked Haru pointing to my phone.

“Ah, my manager. You remember Park? Sandara unnie?”

Haru shakes her head.

“Dara’s coming?” asked Tablo.

I nodded.

“Good timing that GD’s gone home then” he stated offhandedly.

My eyes went wide. Why didn’t I think of that? I immediately set Haru on her feet and stood. “I’ll be right back” I said to no one in particular and hurried out of the room.

I dialed Park’s number and she answered on the second ring.

“Where are you?” I demanded.

“I told you” Park answered. “Are you in a hurry to see me?” she teased.

“Don’t come up” I said.

“What?”

“Stay in the cafeteria.”

“But I’m already-“ I heard some static “…elevator …” The call dropped.

I muffled a curse. I jogged towards the elevators but I was too late.

I see Jiyong standing, waiting in front of the two elevators. I was still several feet away, opposite the hallway where he is. I could only hope that they’d miss each other. But it wasn’t meant to be.

Within the next few seconds, I see the elevator on the right opening. Park was the only passenger.

I could see clearly from where I was that she was shocked to find GD standing in front of her. From what I can see, he appeared to be surprised as well. He was suddenly standing rigidly. It was a complete stand still as they stare at each other. Neither were moving or saying anything. I willed Park to move but she looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

I quickly pressed 3 on my speed dial. The ringtone must have jarred Park into motion because it tore her gaze from GD to the phone in her hand. GD was able to collect himself as well as he made a grab at one of the elevator doors and prevented it from closing.

I see Park putting the phone close to her ear and I could hear her breathing, but she stayed silent.

“Come quickly” I barked into the mouthpiece. She gave a little jump, glanced at the phone and took a step forward.

GD sidestepped to let her pass and when she was fully out of the elevator, he walked right in.

I could hear Park breathing hard. I see the elevator closing and for a moment, I thought she would walk back in it to join him. But she didn’t. She stayed immobile, standing, staring at the closed elevator doors.

“Park.” I called. “Park?”

“Y-yeah?” her voice coming out shaky.

“Are you okay?”

“Um, I … I think I ate too fast. My stomach’s aching … I’m going to the ladies room first …”

“Alright” I breathed. “Take your time.”

I watch her watch the elevator. She stood there for maybe a full minute. I wonder if she’s debating on running after him or hoping GD will come right back up. Finally, with drooped shoulders, she began to walk. She didn’t notice me as she crossed the hall while busily wiping the tears on her face.

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Park showed up after 15 minutes. By that time, the occupants in the room have grown.

I found Taeyang, Bom and Seungri when I went back Tablo’s rec room. It turns out that Seungri is reminding everyone that it’s his birthday celebration in tomorrow and attendance is a must.

He grabbed a hold on Park when he saw her and didn’t let go until she said yes. “I thought I’m your favorite maknae?” He tried to look pitiful and batted his eyes.

“Stop that” I growled “you look annoying.”

Everyone in YG knows that Seungri and I have a love-hate relationship. First, it’s because we share the same name. Because I am the hyung, he had to change his name to Seungri although we debuted almost at the same time, me as a rapper and him as an idol. He is also an aspiring actor. He was very vocal that he should be the face of YG and not me. His self-confidence is something you’d either love or hate. I admit he’s funny so when he says things that inflates his own ego, people take it as a grain of salt and laugh it off.

“If you don’t want to go, I won’t force you” Seungri said, looking at me, “but Dara must absolutely come.” He draped his arm around her tiny frame and clung like a koala. “Please please please please pleazzzzz?”

Park laughed and held her hands up in defeat. “Alright, alright. But only for a short time … Seunghyun has to go to the premier of his movie the next night.”

“We all do.” Said Bom. “The whole YG family will be there.”

“I bet it’s going to be a blockbuster, man” said Taeyang. “I can’t wait to see it.”

“Thanks, man” I said.

“Seunghyun?” called Bom. “Can I borrow Dara tomorrow?”

Park looked at her, brows showing her confusion.

“We’re going to the party together” Bom smiled at her. “I need to get my nails done and hair treatment so you,” pulling Park next to her, “are going to come with me for a girl’s pampering day.”

“Bom, I really shouldn’t. Seunghyun has a schedule in the morning and I-“

“It’s fine” I cut in. “Don’t worry, it’s just another interview. I’ll ask my driver to pick me up. Go and do what girls do with Bom.”

“Are you sure?” Park asked.

I nodded. I figured, she could take a break and relax even for a day. She looked tired.

“Yey!” Bom clapped her hands excitedly. “We’ll go shop for a dress as well.”

“I have to see an apartment first so I’ll see you before lunch?” Park told Bom. They made their plans as they walked and sat on the couch, with Haru sandwiched between them.

I directed my attention to the rest of the guys just as I heard Seungri complaining why GD and I are going to be featured in Epik High’s album and why he’s not included.

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I originally planned not to go to the party but changed my mind at the last minute.

The club was exclusive for Seungri’s birthday and no reporters were allowed inside. If there’s one thing Seungri is the best at, it’s throwing parties where different celebrities can mingle together and no embarrassing photos will come out the next day.

The party was well under way when I arrived and I made a beeline over to where Daesung is sitting. He is the best balladeer in YG and he just came from a very successful concert tour in Japan. He is also the closest person to me from YG. We shook hands as greeting because we’re formal that way. He and I get along really well because unlike the rest of the people in YG, we are not known to party hard and prefer to stay quiet and under the media’s radar whenever we can.

I looked around and see a lot of familiar faces. Teayang and Seungri are already out on the dance floor doing a showdown. Teddy is spinning and busy doing DJ duties. GD and CL are also here surrounded by Xin and the rest of GD’s crew.

I briefly wondered if Park saw them and decided to go home that’s why she’s not here. “Have you seen Bom?” I asked Daesung.

“Nope, I haven’t” he answered.

I drink on my beer and worry. Maybe they won’t come. Which is good. She might just burst out crying and embarrass herself when she sees them.

I sit back and enjoy the music. Occasionally, I notice different women glancing my way and giving me the look. Quick hookups and one night stands are not very uncommon in our world. You’d be amazed at the stories that celebrities can tell. But since we all move in a small world, we keep our secrets and thereby protect each other. Very few things remain unknown amongst us. Even me, who seldom mingle in parties, still get to hear deep, dark, juicy accounts that the media would certainly go crazy for.

I am feeling a little restless but I’ve no wish for company in my bed tonight. Besides, a have a premier night to attend to tomorrow. Best to get some ample breast - I mean, rest … Jesus!

My eyes are staring at Park Bom as she made her entrance and started climbing up the stairs where the VIP tables are. Her little red dress leaves nothing to the imagination as it hugs her every curve and was very, very short to showcase her flawless legs.

“Bom!” greeted Daesung, standing up to give her a quick hug. “What are you wearing? Is that even legal?” He added disapprovingly. Daesung is the most conservative guy I know.

“Leave me be” Bom said with a laugh. She took a seat beside Dae. “You sound like Dara.”

At that, I stirred from my seat. Behind her comes a petite black haired girl, wearing what looks like a wrap around little black dress held only by huge safety pin with a slit to show her tiny waist. It took me a while to realize that it’s Park. She shyly bowed to greet us and proceeded to take a seat beside me.

 “You look beautiful” praised Dae. “It’s the first time that I’m seeing you dressed like that.”

“Thank you.” Park fluttered her eyelids and gave a small smile on her bloody red lips. She then turned to look at me.

“You dyed your hair” was all I can say.

She brushed her fingers through her hair. “Yeah, well …” she then proceeded to fiddle the hem of her dress.

“Noona!” Seungri’s loud, boisterous voice came. Bom gave him a big hug as he lecherously stared at her cleavage. If it was anybody else, it would have been offensive but it was Seungri so Bom laughed him off. Taeyang peeled him off Bom and took the seat beside her. Noticing Dara, he gave a frown. “Who are you and what have you done to my Dara noona?”

Park laughed and stood up, handing Seungri her gift. “Happy birthday!”

Seungri pulled her into a tight hug that I was sure broke a couple of her bones in her tiny frame.

“A gift for me?” He sounded like a little kid. I don’t know why but he always acts cute when he’s with Park.

“Open it” Park said.

Seungri motioned her to sit down and she scooted closer to me in the circular couch to make room for him. A red jacket emerged from the box and Seungri squealed like a little girl. “Noona!” he grabbed Park for a hug again. “I love it! Did you make this yourself?”

Park nodded.

“Let me see” Bom demanded, extending her hand.

The others started inspecting the jacket, too. I can see that Park has designed a panda at the back with Swarovski crystals.

“I want one, too” Bom cried.

“Make me one, too” said Daesung.

Park laughed. “I will, when I have time. It took me a month to finish that.”

Seungri wiped away fake tears. “I’m so touched. I didn’t know I’m that special to you.”

“You know I promised to make you one when you saw the one I made for Ji-“she stopped, “uhm, made. So there. I’m keeping my promise.”

Seungri hugged her again and steals a kiss on her cheek to Park’s surprise.

I was tempted to throw him my beer bottle. Maybe it’s time to set him right. People have allowed him too many liberties with his childlike personality.

“I’m going to wear it.” Seungri peeled off his Versace jacket and put on Park’s gift. “It fits perfectly!”

Park smiled in contentment. “I’m glad you like it.”

“Now, I just need one more thing to make this birthday perfect” Seungri declared. “Dance with me, noona?”

Park looked at his outstretched hand. Making a decision, she stands and let Seungri lead her down to the dance floor. Bom and Taeyang and even Daesung followed them.

I ordered another beer while I watch them bump and grind and be the center of attention.

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Pak came back a few minutes later with sheen of perspiration on her face. “Whew!” she exclaimed as she sat down. “My feet are killing me.” She then took off her stilettos with heels that looked to be about 5 inches tall.

“I can’t believe they allow women to wear those weapons” I muttered.

Park gave me an amused brow. “Why? Have you had an experience with a flying stiletto?”

“No.” I shuddered. “I meant it’s more dangerous for you. Just look at it. It’s a wonder you haven’t fallen down and break your neck.”

“It’s a price women pay to look good” she quipped.

A waiter arrived and handed her a pink margarita. “Thank you” Park smiled, making the waiter stare at her as if in a spell.

“I’d like a bottle of Jack.” I clicked my fingers to get his attention.

Park frowned. “A bottle?”

“Do you doubt my ability to hold my liquor?”

She paused. “You’ll have a hangover tomorrow. We can’t have you looking wasted on your opening night.”

“Parky,” I leaned closer to her, “when have I ever looked other than perfect?”

She made a face. “Excuse me while I barf” and made a gagging motion.

It’s so easy to bait her. I smiled.

She then finished the contents of her martini and stood up, put on her shoes, grabbed her pouch and pulled the hem of the short dress down.

“Where are you going?”

“To the rest room.” She glanced at me. “You’re coming with?”

“Why? What are you proposing?” I grinned wickedly.

She rolled her eyes. “Where’s the rest room in this place anyway?”

I gestured to the left and she walked in a hurry.

I was chuckling to myself, amused for some reason. And then, I remembered. Park would have to pass by GD’s table before she can get to the ladies. I abruptly stood to catch up with her.

I catch her attention by holding her elbow. “Hey.”

“Hey” she tilted her head up and looked at me but didn’t stop walking. “Where are you going?”

“My bladder needs some offloading.” I moved to her left to shield her view or maybe shield her from them.

Before we parted, I instructed her to wait for me.

As it turns out, I waited for her. I think she took a nap inside. There were many amused glances thrown my way from the women coming out of the rest room and I pretended to be busy with my phone until she emerged.

“What took you so long?” I frowned.

“You seem to forget how women are” she remarked. “Didn’t you ever wait for your girlfriend while she went to a public rest room?”

“No” I answered, “never.” There was never an opportunity or need. “I have never gone out in public with any,” I added.

She accepted my reason and we walked back to our table.

“Yo, TOP!” somebody yelled.

I stopped and turned to look and saw Park Yoochun. He’s with people I don’t recognize. I gave a wave and a nod.

I turned my attention back to Park but she has also stopped walking and was staring towards the direction of GD and his crew. CL was either whispering something or nibbling on GD’s ear. I saw a flash of pain pass by her eyes.

I touched the small of her back and leaned close to her ear. “Keep walking” I nudged.

I walked. She followed quietly.

She was still silent when we reached our table.

I saw the bottle of Jack waiting for me and I poured myself some and added some ice cubes.

She was fiddling with her fingers and was looking unseeingly at the table.

“You’ll get over it, Park.” I said in a steady voice. “You’ll get over them.”

She looked at me and put on a brave face. “I know.” She then reached for the Jack and poured some on her empty martini glass and drank in one go. “Eukkkk” she grimaced. “How can you take this vile stuff?”

I chuckled.

She gets the attention of a passing waiter and said something to him. The waiter nodded and left.

“I never should have come” she declared.

“Oh? And break poor Seungri’s heart?”

“He’s busy with all the attention everyone is giving him so I doubt he’d miss my attendance.”

“Is it because of them?” I turned my glance towards her exes, Ex-boyfriend. Ex-friend. “Don’t let them ruin your night.”

“I’m not” she quickly defended. “I mean, I knew they’d be here. We were bound to see each other sooner or later. It’s a small world especially in YG … Maybe that’s why I allowed Bom to talk me into wearing this freaking dress.” She again pulled at the hem although she was sitting.

“It’s a gesture of defiance,” Park told me. “ and freedom. He used to forbid me wearing clothes that are even remotely revealing. He didn’t want me going to parties like this. He said that he doesn’t like other men looking at me. He used to get jealous over the littlest things. He wanted me prim and proper. What a joke!” Park gave a cynical laugh. “Can you believe him? All the things that he didn’t want me wearing or doing …”she paused. “She’s doing them all and he’s okay with it. I let him control my life! I was such a pathetic loser!” She once again reached for the Jack and drank some. “I hate this stuff!” she disdainfully said.

When the waiter came back, he was carrying a bottle of water and a frozen martini.

Park gulped down half the content of the water bottle. She was reaching for her martini when I made a grab for it and wiggled a finger at her.

“Hey! That’s mine!” she protested.

“You’ve had enough.”

“Say’s who?”

“Say’s me.” I pointed to myself and drank her martini. “You can’t get drunk tonight because you’re driving me home.”

“Bwoh?” She sat upright, indignant.

“I already told my driver to go home” I continued. “You know I can’t drive so you have no choice.” I smiled at her.

She frowned at me in return and folded her arms in from of her chest. “Ugh! I hate you!” she said with passion.

“Deal with it.” I winked.

She started to rise.

“Going to pee again?”

“I’m going to find Bom” she snapped. “I don’t feel like staying anymore. Be ready when I get back. I’m going to say goodbye to the birthday boy.”

I quickly fished out my phone from my pocket and ordered my driver to drop the car key at the valet and he can go home. ASAP.

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“Move your lazy ass, Choi, or I’ll leave you here on your front porch.” Park warned.

I willed my feet to take a step and then another. I know I was leaning heavily against Park as she ushered me inside my house. I miscalculated and got drunk. I could only blame it on the long working hours and lack of sleep. I was still aware of everything though. I was just barely in control of my body.

“We’re almost near.” Park huffed. Funny, I noticed a flying stiletto as soon as we entered the front door.

“What are you smiling about?” she asked grumpily.

“Flying stiletto …”

“Be thankful I didn’t accidentally send them flying in your direction.”

“You’re funny” I uttered.

“Yeah? And you’re heavy” she griped. “C’mon. We’re almost in your room.”

With a renewed vigor, she pulled me ahead with one arm around my waist and my head almost lolling on her shoulder.

I think I stubbed my toe when she let go of me and I fell in my bed.

“That hurts” I cried.

“I’m going to bill you for a very expensive massage. I think you dislocated my shoulders.”

With one eye open, I see Park stretching her arm muscles and rotating her shoulder blades.

I felt myself smile and curl up like a contented cat.

“I don’t think I can drive. I’m going to crash here, okay? “I’ll sleep on the couch.” I heard her say.

I mumbled my reply and was soon fast asleep.

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I woke up before the sun was up when nature called and decided to look for water. I was on my way back from the kitchen when I noticed a red stiletto in the middle of the living room.

I gingerly walked towards the sofa and saw Park. She’s fast asleep, lying on her stomach. Her dress had ridden up and I averted my gaze. GD was right. She really shouldn’t wear clothes like this. She attracts too much attention based from what I’ve noticed from the men last night.

I slowly turned her, hoping she doesn’t wake and picked her up. I laid her down in the vacant guest room.

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The next time I awoke, the sun was already shining brightly and yellow rays scattered across my room. I forgot to close the blinds yesterday.

After going to the rest room to wash my face, I looked for some medicine for my aching head. Luckily, there were a couple of Advils so I took them and proceeded to walk to the kitchen.

I was assaulted with the heavenly smell of fresh brewed coffee and bacon as soon as I opened my bedroom door.

I found Park in my kitchen setting the plates, wearing the same dress she had last night but this time, without any hint of make up on her face. “Good morning” she greeted.

“Morning” I mumbled and sat down.

Park pours me a cup of coffee. “Thank you.”

“Eat up.” She pushed a plate of eggs and another with bacon towards me. She pours coffee for herself and sat on the chair opposite mine. I notice that there’s a twinkle of amusement in her eyes.

“You look … cheerful” I muttered.

Her lips positively curled up. “I just remembered what you said last night.”

I quirked an eyebrow.

“You definitely do not look perfect this morning.” She was obviously happy about this.

“I’ll let that go since you made me breakfast.” I decided to humor her.

“I also ordered some hangover soup.” She got up and placed a steaming bowl in front of me.

“This early?”

“I know a place” she shrugged.

We ate in companionable silence until I asked her about her apartment hunting yesterday.

Her face drooped and gave a huge sigh. “It was perfect.”

“Why the sad face then?’

“Because when I got there, it turned out that the pipes of the one living upstairs burst and flooded the place the night before. The owner said that it will take at least 2 to 3 weeks before he’ll get everything replaced with the pipes and the ruined ceiling.” She was stabbing the yellow of her sunny side up mercilessly. “Aargh! I can’t seem to take any break from bad luck. It’s either I turn down the nice couple who wants to rent my place or I’ll live temporarily in a cheap hotel while I wait for the apartment to get fixed” she lamented.

“Why don’t you stay here?” I blurted out before I could stop myself.

Park’s eyes went wide. “What … did you say?”

Are you sure Seunghyun? I asked myself. Well, I already said the words. No use taking them back. I look at Park.

“The guest room is vacant.” I said offhandedly like it’s no big deal. “You can use it while waiting … it’s only for a few weeks anyway, right?”

 She began to nod. And then shook her head with a troubled frown.

“I can’t.”

“Why not?” I asked.

“I can’t impose on you.”

“You’re not imposing. I’m offering” I countered.

Still, she shakes her head and looked to be in deep thought.

“It’ll make your life easier” I pitched. “I mean, you won’t have to drive from far away just to pick me up and then drive me back home again. It’ll save you time.”

“I guess you’re right on that one.” She considered. “But won’t it be awkward? I thought you said you wanted some privacy and try living alone?”

“It’s just a temporary arrangement. I won’t mind. It’s not like you’ll stay forever.”

“I don’t know …” She’s stabbing her poor egg again.

What can I say to make her agree? I asked myself. Wait. Wait a minute. Why does it sound like I am begging her to say yes? I thought I was being generous. She should be jumping up on the opportunity to live in comfort in my house and not to mention have the one in a million chance to be live with the one and only me. Why am I selling this idea to her so hard? I open my mouth to take my offer back.

“Are you sure it won’t be any inconvenience?” Park was looking at me with those round, fragile orbs and I swallowed the words I was about to say.

“Of course” I replied jovially. “No inconvenience at all.”

She smiled. “If you’re sure …”

“I’m sure.”

“Okay then. I accept,” she announced as if she’s doing me a huge favor.

Choi Seunghyun, what did you get yourself into? My inner voice laments.

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A/N:

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