A Mystic Messenger fanfic by farleythewill; source HERE. Please follow the link and drop him some kudos if you like it!
Waking up in your love's bed, having a touching moment between you two before breakfast, having Jaehee teach you judo, and going to a place that Jaehee calls "a secret." Nothing compares to the feelings that you have built up towards her. While Jaehee is about to tell you some important news about herself, a familiar voice echos through your ears...a voice you wish to not hear. Not here, not now.
More Than Friendship...
Chapter 12: Developed Feelings
The morning sun shines brightly into her room, as Jaehee stirs from her slumber. She opens her eyes, softly smiling, as she is greeted by your peaceful, innocent, sleepful face, your smile still across your face. "Cream...never change who you are," she says silently to herself, as she carefully removes her arm from your waist, but finds it difficult to move it. Jaehee then realizes that you have placed your arm over hers, keeping it pinned to your side.
Jaehee blushes, as she attempts to remove herself from bed, successfully picking up your arm with her free hand, making enough room to slowly slide her arm from you. After she softly lowers your arm to your side, she carefully gets up, trying to not disturb your slumber. "I think...that was the best sleep I've ever had...ever. I thought I was just helping her out with her nightmare...but I guess she helped me out as well," Jaehee thought to herself, as she grabs her silk robe, places it on, and exits the room, leaving the door open slightly.
An hour later, you begin to stir from your sleep. You open your eyes, hoping to see the woman you love in front of you, but alas, she is not there. You begin to pout a bit, knowing that Jaehee has already woken up. "I was really hoping to see her beautiful face when I woke up...this isn't fair...this was the first time we slept in the same bed...but I guess I'll have to wait another time to see her wake up," you think to yourself, climbing out of bed, stretching.
"Hmm...I wonder what she's doing..." you say, softly, rubbing your own eyes, trying to wake up. You look over at the door, noticing that it's not completely closed. "Perhaps...she's making breakfast, or coffee," you mutter out, quickly leaving the room.
After the first step out of Jaehee's room, your nose picks up the scent of sweetness from the kitchen. "Mmm...why does she always have to make incredible breakfast," you ponder, feeling your stomach growl. You make your way to the kitchen, the sweet smell of food intensifying, as you turn the corner, just to see Jaehee at the stove, one hand holding onto a spatula, and the other holding to the handle of a frying pan.
Jaehee turns her head, smiling, looking into your tired eyes. "Good morning, sleepyhead. Enjoy your sleep," she asks. You yawn, and continue to stretch, then nod your head. "Yep," you let out, happily, "because I got to sleep in your bed! I don't even remember having a nightmare now. Thank you for letting me sleep with you!"
She blushes, returning her gaze to the frying pan. "I'm glad...I'm making pancakes, eggs, and sausage for breakfast. Of course, with coffee," she says, happily, as she scoops a pancake out of the frying pan onto the stack she has previously cooked.
You smile, placing your thumb, middle, and ring finger together at the tips, and lightly press your lips against them, blushing. "That does sound good. Just don't make too many. I know we have a busy day...and I don't want to get myself too full of your food."
Jaehee laughs, pouring batter into the frying pan, the sound of sizzling filling the room. "I'll try not to, but if we do, I can always store it, and we can eat the rest later."
You then walk towards her, still holding your three fingers together. "Sounds like a plan...I'm going to go ahead and get dressed. And yes, I know...I have to wear something that doesn't restrict my movement."
Jaehee turns her head, smiling, her eyes closed. "Good girl! You did listen! It won't be much longer until breakfast is ready," she says, but shortly after, opens her eyes, blushing, as she feels something press against her.
You hold the ends of your fingers against the tip of her nose for a second, then retract your hand back, your smile widening. "Of course I listened! It won't take long to change, so the food should still be hot when I come back. Enjoy the cooking, Cookie," you say, your voice full of happiness.
You quickly turn away from Jaehee, attempting to hide the blush that quickly entered your face. "Now I'm happy that I got to return the favor...I...wasn't actually asleep when you did that, Jae...I would've done the same to you if you fell asleep before me, but...this was more fun to do," you think to yourself, giggling.
In the kitchen, Jaehee remained frozen, watching you walk towards your room, as she raised her hand, her fingertips pressed against her nose. "What...what was that, Cream? I know I kissed your nose last night...but you were asleep...or, maybe you weren't. Did...did you know I did that last night? Is that why you smiled? Is that why you did that to me just now," Jaehee pondered, her blush intensifying. "Regardless...I loved it. These little signs of affection...I love them..." she says to herself, sniffing the air, noticing a slight odor, and begins to panic. "Oh, no! The pancake!"
As the two of you begin to drive towards Jumin's building, the place of your training, you rub your stomach, sighing in extacy. "...Even though I tried...I think I still ate too much..." you let out, happily.
"Well, Cream," Jaehee begins, giggling, "at least you didn't fall asleep...or are asleep at that. Give it a bit, and you'll have enough energy to perform O Goshi!
"Huh? What's 'O Goshi,'" you ask, tilting your head towards her. Jaehee looks over at you, admiring your innocent look of curiosity.
"Well, it's a basic judo throw, using your hip as leverage. It's hard to describe, but the feeling...ah, just the force that can come from O Goshi," Jaehee lets out, her arms jolting around as she talks about the throw, causing the steering wheel to move around, swerving the car.
"J-Jae! The road," you quickly state, causing her to stop her movements. "H-heh heh..." she says, nervously laughing, "I guess I got a bit excited from that...sorry."
You sigh, then laugh softly. "Well, I do remember one phone call that you pretty much did the exact same thing...got excited from thinking about judo, that is."
Jaehee looks back onto the road, smiling. "Well, I do love my judo. Sometimes...I forget that I'm a black belt. I trained for so long, but it wasn't like I wanted to get that far into the program...I just liked practicing. It took a lot of stress off of my mind..."
You look into her eyes, noticing that she's beginning to tear up, causing you to instinctively rub her arm. "I'm proud of you finding something that soothes you. You were able to do something that I've only dreamed of doing. The only thing I had to relieve stress was my art. Even dating was difficult, so after dinner each day, I would draw," you say, your own eyes growing misty.
Jaehee wipes her eyes with her free hand, smiling. "Dating...that's a word that I've long forgotten about. You might recall that incident I had involving Luciel...about that message I was typing to Zen, about my experience in relationships. I've had a few boyfriends in my past, yes...but none of them made me feel...special. After I started working under Jumin, I...just gave up on it. At that point, feeling special meant nothing...but now..." she pauses, placing her free hand onto yours, still massaging her arm, "...heh, well...you make me feel special."
You blush, closing your eyes, smiling at the soft words that entered her ear. "Well, Jaehee...you're definitely special."
Jaehee blushes, narrowing her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks again. She then notices the large building approaching, and quickly wipes her face again. "Oh, we're here...gosh, I'm always a mess when it comes to my emotions..." she says, laughing.
You laugh as well, brushing a few tears off of her face that were left, causing Jaehee's blush to intensify. "It's alright. I'm always here to listen to you, Cookie."
Jaehee softly nuzzles her cheek against your hand, as she parks on the side of the street, across from Jumin's company. "Thank you, Cream...now, are you ready? Once we leave this car, we have to put our game faces on," she tells you, smiling.
You huff, puffing your cheeks out, holding your fists in front of you. "Game face is on!"
Jaehee laughs, patting your head, then the two of you exit the car, grabbing your bags. "By the way, Jae...will it be just us two? Because...well, I don't...really want to hurt you..." you ask, looking up at her.
She smiles, shaking her head. "I let Jumin know this morning that I was going to teach you a bit of self-defence. He's really taking his new leadership of the RFA seriously...he said that he would lend us one of his men to use as a ragdoll."
You begin to giggle, catching Jaehee's attention. "Ragdoll...I can't believe that you really used that word..."
Jaehee simply smiles, as the two of you walk into the building, being greeted by a familiar face. "Oh! Hello, Jaehee! How are you and your friend doing today," Janet asked, smiling from the front desk.
"We're doing just fine, thanks. I take it the gym is still on the same floor," Jaehee responds, happily. Janet nods, motioning to the elevator. "Enjoy, you two! Oh, and Jaehee...don't be too hard on him. I know your skills...and well, he...he seems fragile," she finishes, sighing.
"Huh," you respond, tilting your head, "what...did she mean, Jae?" Jaehee shrugs, giggling, as the two of you walk towards the open elevator. "I was hoping that he wouldn't send a strong guy. I mean, yes, I'm an expert in judo...but, I'm still a woman," she finishes, as she presses the button to take the elevator up to the sixth floor.
"This...this elevator...it's the same one that we were in yesterday that I almost kissed her...God, I really do want to tell her my feelings...maybe...later on today? Or, should I wait for the literal right moment," Jaehee thinks to herself, but catches you eyeing her body, causing herself to panic.
"C-Cream...why...why are you looking at me like that," she asks, flustered. You look up into her eyes, noticing her flushed face, causing your heart to jump, as well as your own face to blush. "W-well...even though we've lived together for the last two months...it's very rare to see you in shorts. I'm even curious to see what you look like in your uniform," you let out, nervously.
"My uniform? Oh, you mean my judogi. That's the official name of it...but, it's rather boring," Jaehee says, gripping her gym bag tighter. You quickly point your finger towards her, causing her to jump, as you glare into her eyes. "Jaehee," you begin, using a rather rare, serious tone, "I don't care if you say that it's boring. You'd look beautiful in anything!"
A silence fills the elevator, as your face glows of crimson, as well as Jaehee's. "C...Cream..." Jaehee stutters, feeling her heartbeat speed up rapidly. You place your back against the wall of the elevator, sighing. "I...I mean it. I think you would..." you let out, looking down, your arms dangling to your sides, lifeless.
Jaehee steps towards you, placing her back against the wall as well, slipping her hand into your own, entertwining her fingers with yours. "T-thank you...you look beautiful as well. Not just in anything...but in general. It doesn't matter what you do...you'll always be beautiful to me," she lets out, softly.
As the elevator doors open, you start to panic, but you notice Jaehee's motionless stance. Once the doors are fully open, she lifts her body away from the wall, turning her head to have you see her smile. "Come on. Let's have some fun," she says, pulling you away from the wall as well.
The two of you walk down the hallway, your hands still entangled with each other. Your heart pounds faster by each passing second, as you periodically glance over at your love, your blush still on your face. "Jaehee...are...are you...in love with me? I really meant what I said...and I truly believe that you meant what you said...and with this public display of affection...I'm fairly certain of it...but, why can't I get myself to tell you my feelings? Is it because of fear of rejection? Or...is it that I just want to enjoy this feeling a bit more," you ask yourself mentally, as you feel her hand grip yours tighter.
Jaehee glances towards you, noticing your glowing blush. "Yes...yes, this feels right. I was so embarrassed to hold her hand like this in public. Before, it was more of a casual hold, but...I want to squeeze her hand as tightly as possible, and show her how much I love her through it...I don't want to let go...so, afterwards, I have one place to show her...and after I show her it...I'll tell her," Jaehee thinks, softly smiling, clinging onto her shirt, where her heart is.
After a few seconds, the two of you hear a muffled cry down the hall. "Hmm? What do you think that is, Cream," Jaehee asks you, tilting her head.
"Um...I don't really know, Cookie. Do you think it came...from the gym," you respond, tilting your head as well.
Jaehee lifts her shoulders, shrugging, as she takes you towards the locker room. "We can change in here. Though, really, it's to just put the judogi on. I hope this one fits you well. It's one of my old ones, when I was younger...probably around your age," she says, smiling.
"Heh...that's weird to hear...'your age.' I always keep forgetting that you're about four years older than me," you respond back, giggling.
Jaehee giggles in return, unzipping her bag open, pulling her uniform out, as well as her belt. "Go ahead and pull your judogi out from that bag. Since you're a true novice, you have to use a white belt...I'd let you use mine...but I was so young when I wore it, I don't think it'd be big enough. Luckily, I ordered another one, just in case something like this were to happen...having to train someone, that is," she lets out, sliding her legs into her pants.
You blush, pulling the other judogi out from the bag. "Heh...well, if I'm able to wear one of your shirts, I guess I can wear this," you silently say to yourself, as you begin to put the uniform on.
Jaehee folds the jacket across her chest, and quickly places her black belt around her waist, tightly tying it, taking in big breaths, looking into the mirror. "Now this brings back memories...I was standing right here, in this very spot, when I last put this on," she said, smiling, looking in the reflection, watching you struggle with the jacket. She turns around, giggling, catching your attention.
"W-what's so funny, Cookie?! This...feels weird and heavy..." you let out, whining a bit.
Jaehee adjusts your jacket, and folds it across your own chest, placing your hand onto your stomach. "Nothing's funny, hon...you're just too cute trying to get this on...now, hold the jacket right there, and I'll tie your belt. Oh, and by the way...the jacket is called 'uwagi,' and the belt is your 'obi,'" she states, wrapping her arms around your waist, belt in hand, causing you to blush. She looks up, smirking, enjoying the fact that you're embarrassed in this situation.
As she ties the knot into your belt, you yelp out, not prepared for how tight it can be. "That's...pretty tight, Jae..." you let out, weakly. Jaehee quickly unties it, her hands shaking a bit. "I-I'm sorry, hon...sorry...I'm so used to having mine tight...I forgot that you're not used to it," she lets out, retying the knot, loosely this time.
You take in a deep breath, holding onto the belt, exhaling. "Okay, I think I'm good. Thanks, Cookie! Now, let's go see what that cry was about!"
As the two of you open the doors to the gym, you were suprised to see a familiar, blond-haired boy next to the entrance, slouched down. "Y-Yoosung! Why are you here? And...why are you dressed in a judogi," you ask, squatting down, your head tilted towards the boy.
"Is this what this thing is called...Jumin said I had to come down here and help you two..." Yoosung lets out, teary-eyed.
"Really?! He sent YOU?! I didn't really expect that..." you say, confused.
"Yeah...he told me that I needed to get my endurance up, since I've been slow, at least in his standards...seriously, Jaehee...how did you put up with this for all that time," he asked, looking into Jaehee's eyes.
Jaehee's face was full of shock, yet laughter, as she couldn't stop giggling at this. "W-Well, Yoosung...my endurance was already up, since I stayed up studying all those nights when I was in college, as well as training in judo...but, seriously, I agree with Cream...why would he send you, for something like this?"
Yoosung sighs, standing up. "Heh, 'Cookie'...I wish someone would call be my such a cute nickname as that...but, I guess...he just hopes that, with me coming to the gym, I'll get healthier. But...I don't want to get beat up by a girl," he cries out, sniffling.
Jaehee sighs, laughing. "Don't worry. We are only going to go through a few throws, nothing elaborate. I just want her to have enough knowledge to protect herself. I'm sure you read the messages from last night..." she finishes, clenching her fist.
Yoosung's face straightens, looking over at you, with a serious tone. "Y-yes, Jaehee...you're right, I did read it. I'm still shocked that Zen acted that way towards you two...I don't want anything to happen, so please...go ahead and use me to demonstrate proper self-defense."
Jaehee smiles, bowing to Yoosung. "Thank you. Now, let's begin...Cream, pay attention...Yoosung, grab my jacket, at the collar," she asks, gripping onto his arms as he picks his own up, gripping the edge of her jacket. "L-like this," he asks, confused.
Jaehee nods, smirking. "Now, I'm going to throw you to the ground, using my hip. Are you ready?"
Yoosung nods, then yelps out, as he feels his body being picked up, Jaehee's arm embracing his back, as his pelvic area pivots against Jaehee's hip, his body being pulled across her, and downward, hitting the floor, Jaehee still holding onto his arm.
"Oooow...ow ow ow...that hurt..." Yoosung cries out, arching his back. Jaehee widens her eyes, kneeling down to check on the blond boy. "Yoosung! Are you alright?! I tried to take it easy on you on that one..." she lets out, becoming teary-eyed.
"Took it easy on me?! I felt like a freight train hit me," he lets out, standing up, "but...I'm alright, actually. I guess...it was just the impact on the floor. Honestly...I've never had that happen...ever."
Jaehee sighs, looking over at you, watching your face beam with excitement. "So cool...that was wonderful, you two," you say, excitingly.
Jaehee blushes, then looks over at Yoosung, who is blushing as well, rubbing the back of his head. "Well, Yoosung...before she does that to you, I want her to see it a few more times. Do you think you can handle it," she asks, smiling.
Yoosung bows his head, smiling back. "Of course! Let's give a good show!"
After three more throws, Jaehee breathes in, bowing to Yoosung. "This...really hurts...but, I can deal with it," Yoosung says, laughing nervously.
"Cream," Jaehee calls out, catching your attention. "Y-Yes," you let out, walking towards the two. Jaehee blushes slightly, enjoying how excited you are to do something that she excels at. "Go ahead, and stand here," she says, moving out of the way.
"Okay, Jae," you respond, standing in front of Yoosung. "I...I hope I don't screw up."
Jaehee smiles, patting your head. "You'll do just fine. Grab ahold of his arms, like how I did. Yoosung, grab onto her like before."
"Y-yes, ma'am," you both say, positioning your arms. Jaehee then looks over the two of you, nodding. "Perfect! Now, Cream, slide your right arm under his left arm, and place it here," she says, gently grabbing your hand, tucking it under Yoosung's arm, and pulling it across his back.
"Now," she continues, "Shift your left hip backwards, exposing your right hip," she commands, placing her hands onto your hips, pulling your left side back, her chest brushing against your right side, causing you to blush a bit. "Are you with me on this," she asks.
"Y-yes..." you respond, nodding. Jaehee smiles, taking your left arm into her hands, pulling it back. "Pull your arm this way, and cradle his body against your hip, and...well, throw him to the mat. It's perfectly okay if you don't get it on your first try. It takes awhile to get it pefect."
You swallow hard, looking into Yoosung's worried eyes. "D-Don't worry, Yoosung...I got this..." you say, as you breathe in and out, calming your nerves. Then, you proceed to pull his body , using every ounce of strength you have, using both arms, supporting him with your right arm, as you pivot his body against your hip, as instructed. Before you knew it, Yoosung's eyes glued onto yours, as his body lays perfectly against the floor.
Jaehee clasps her hands together, causing you to look towards her, as you notice the amount of happiness radiating from her amber eyes. "C-Cream! That was incredible! That was almost a perfect O Goshi," she lets out, quickly pulling your body into a tight hug, twiling you around.
"J-Jaehee...was I really that good," you ask, blushing. Jaehee's smile widens, putting you back down. "Of course! It's very rare for someone to perform that throw so easily on their first attempt! You might actually be a natural," she lets out, happily.
"Aww, shucks...thanks, Jae...oh, Yoosung, are you alright," you ask, shifting your attention towards the blond boy, who is already standing, smiling at you two. "Yep! Since Jaehee did it to me a few times, I kinda got used to it...but your throw was really smooth! The impact only hurt a little!"
Jaehee's smile goes soft, watching you talk to Yoosung, enjoying how innocent you are, despite learning a potentially harmful move. "Too be honest, you two..." she says, causing you and Yoosung to look towards her, "that move...O Goshi...is one of the more difficult moves to learn. I wanted to do this one, because...well, it's one of my favorite. The others we will learn today are more simple, so they will be easy to learn."
Yoosung nervously laughs, as you smile at Jaehee. "Okay! Ready when you are, hon," you let out, energetically. Yoosung looks over at you, blinking. "'Hon?' 'Cream?' 'Cookie?' These nicknames...sounds like something that a couple would say...are these two...more than friends? I guess so, since I apparently missed something, due to working for Jumin these last two months," Yoosung finishes thinking.
"Okay," Jaehee says, lifting her head, "time to learn the other throws! You two ready?"
Both Yoosung and yourself bow down to her. "Yes!"
You look at the clock on the wall, sweat dripping from your forehead, beathing heavily. "Really...it's been two hours since we've started...and we've already learned four throws," you let out, collapsing onto the floor, followed by Yoosung, the blond boy chuckling at your words. "Y-Yeah...granted, I've only learned how it feels. You know how to perform them now..." he responds, gasping for air.
Jaehee giggles at the two of you, kneeling down by your side, taking your hand. "Rest up, my dear. That's enough for today...and Yoosung," she says, looking over at him, "thank you for your time. I know Jumin misses your company."
Yoosung laughs, struggling to stand up. "W-well...I feel better now, even though I'm in intense pain...I should probably take a shower, and get back to work. I might have a few hundred calls from him, wondering where I am."
Jaehee giggles, pulling your body up, placing her hand on your hip, stabilizing your stance. "That sounds about right...take care, Yoosung. Eat properly, and take breaks," she says, smiling. Yoosung rubs the back of his head, walking towards the men's locker room. "Breaks...yeah, right..." he lets out, closing the door behind him.
Jaehee then focuses on you, seeing your tired, yet beautiful, smile. "Are you okay, my dear?"
You nod, wrapping your arms around her waist, placing your head against her chest. "Of course! I got to learn something from you! I'll never forget this day!"
Jaehee's heart begins to beat faster, as she places her hand against your head, returning the embrace. "Anything for you...anything...come on, let's get cleaned up."
You blush, knowing that the locker room has a shower in it. "D-Do the showers have stalls," you ask, looking upwards at Jaehee. She nods, blushing as well. "Yes, yes they do. The Han family does care for privacy, and wants the same for their employees...why? Do you want to share a stall," she asks you, winking.
Your face erupts with a deep blush, feeling a sensation that resembles steam blasting from your ears. "J-JAEHEE! N-NO," you yell out, looking away from her. "That's...that's not a proper thing to say..."
Jaehee laughs out loud, seperating herself from your embrace. "I was joking, hon. Jumin would never allow two people to use a single stall. Come on...we're not going to get cleaned up just by standing here," she says, walking towards the exit of the gym, motioning you to follow her.
"W-what the hell, Jaehee?!? Why would you ask something like that?! I-I know you were joking...but that doesn't seem like something you would ever say! ...unless...you do love me. Then, that would make sense...God, you can't make my heart explode like that...granted, yes...I would love to share a stall with you," you think to yourself, as the two of you enter the locker room.
You take your bag with you to a vacant stall, watching Jaehee walk into the stall next to you. "Wow...there's two parts to this...I guess this first part is to change, right, Jae," you ask, dropping your bag onto the floor, undoing your belt.
"Yeah. Like I said, privacy," she responds, placing her own back onto the floor, gently undoing her black belt, neatly folding it, followed by the rest of the judogi.
You fold your judogi, and neatly place it onto the floor, as you begin to completely undress. "So, Cookie...what are we going to do for the rest of the day?"
Jaehee blushes, as she unhooks her bra, placing it onto the floor. "W-well...I wanted to show you this one place...but it's going to be a secret."
You step into the shower portion of the stall, turning on the water t oa luke-warm state. "A secret? I wonder what that means..." you let out, letting the water spray against your bare body, soothing your skin.
"Well, you just have to wait, my dear. It's a good surprise, though," Jaehee responds, smiling, as she turns her own water on. As she lets the hot water spray onto her hair, letting the water pour down her body, she places her hand onto the stall, facing towards your direction. "A good surprise, indeed...I just hope you accept my feelings," Jaehee thinks, blushing.
As the two of you enter Jaehee's car, placing both of your bags into the back seat, you smile at her, watching her slide her seat belt on. "This might be the first time I actually got to see you wear something...this casual," you say, causing Jaehee to blush.
"Well, I usually like to wear a lightweight t-shirt and jeans after a good session of judo. It...soothes me," she responds, smiling back at you, eyeing your body a bit, "You, on the other hand...those shorts are shorter than usual."
You begin to blush as well, looking down at your bare thighs. "W-well...I thought that wearing something longer would feel weird after working so hard...that's why..."
Jaehee giggles, poking your bare skin. "Well, it looks good on you, hon," she says, causing your blush to intensify, as she puts the car into drive, turning onto the road.
"So, this place...what is it," you ask, crossing your legs, tapping your finger against your knee. Jaehee glances at you, smiling. "Like I said...it's a secret. You'll just have to wait and see, my dear," she says, happily.
You sigh, crossing your arms. "You know, Jaehee...you've been acting awfully strange lately..." you boldly say, causing her blush to grow a few more shades of red.
"W-what do you mean?! I-I'm not noticing anything different...what are you thinking, Cream," she lets out, nervously.
You shrug, smiling. "I don't know...you just seem...sweeter than normal, and more loving," you let out, uncrossing your arms, rubbing Jaehee's arm, as per your usual routine to calm her down.
Jaehee sighs, then begins to giggle. "It's because of you. Seriously, ever since you came into my life, I've felt myself change. This, what you see next to you, is the real me. Truthfully, not even the men I dated in the past has seen this part of me."
You look away, blushing even more, clinging your other hand onto your shirt. "W-wow, Jae...I didn't know that...that actually makes me happy to know, though...thank you for telling me."
Jaehee smiles even more, as she parks the car onto the side of the street, in a public area, full of commotion. "We're here," she lets out, turning the engine off. As you undo your seat belt, you look around, stunned. "There's a lot of people here...is this where the place is at?"
Jaehee laughs, opening the door. "Well, not really here...it's a few blocks down," she says, watching you close the door to her car. "I was thinking we could walk over."
You smile, as Jaehee walks towards you, taking your hand. "Come on. It tends to get a bit crowded here, so let's try to not get seperated," she says, entangling her fingers with yours.
After five minutes of manuvering through the crowd, the two of you manage to get to an old coffee shop, with the sign "For Lease" on the door.
It takes you a few seconds to finally look into Jaehee's eyes, which are full of admiration. "Is...is this where we are going to open our bakery cafe?"
Jaehee's eyes glisten against the sunlight, the amber glow radiating from her pupils. "It's an interest of mine, yes. I've looked into it...it looks old, but with a bit of fixing, it will look brand new. There's even a living space above it, so we can have a secondary home, if we wanted to. The owner seemed very happy that we're taking interest in opening a bakery here, even though it used to be just a coffee shop..."
You look back at the building, as Jaehee takes notice of the tears forming from your eyes. "Jaehee...yes...I love it. Now I understand why it was so crowded...this is a busy place, so it can attract customers...you're so brilliant, Cookie!"
Jaehee smiles back, feeling a blush entering her face, as her heart begins to beat faster. "I'm glad you approve of it. I'll let the owner know we are definitely interested in it...but," she pauses, catching your attention. You focus on the narrowed look of Jaehee's eyes, the soft smile creeping on her face. "Y-yes, Jae," you respond, tilting your head.
"But...there's another secret to this. Something I've been wanting to tell you..." she says, swallowing hard. You smile back at her, placing your hand onto your hip. "Well, you can tell me, Jaehee. I can handle it," you say, confidentally.
Jaehee's heart continues to race, her face glowing red. "W-well...if you remember one of our phone calls...I told you that I wanted to analyze my...feelings," she begins, twirling her finger around her hair, looking away from you. Your smile fades away, as your eyes grow wider, as if in shock. "Y-yeah...you did tell me that..." you let out, weakly, feeling your heart pulse harder.
Jaehee closes her eyes, taking in a deep breath, then exhales. "...I thought it would take longer...but, with the last two months...I have my analysis," she says, opening her eyes, just to let tears fall from them.
You feel your bottom lip quiver, your heart racing faster and faster on each and every word Jaehee speaks. "Y-yes, Jaehee? W-what...is your analysis?"
"A-after careful consideration...I've come to realize...that...that...I lo-" Jaehee begins to say, but is interupted by a loud clap, startling the both of you, causing Jaehee to turn her body towards the clap, as well as you clinging onto her arm. "W-what was that," you let out, your heart refusing to slow down from your own emotions.
"Hey, you two! Didn't think that you'd be here! I'm glad I ran into you two..." the voice boomed out. You and Jaehee didn't have to second guess who it was. The voice. The eye-patch. The visible crimson eye.
"Z-Zen!?! What are you doing here," Jaehee yells out, surprised. She pulls your arm tighter towards you, as you cling tightly to her. "Y-yeah! And, what did you do to your hair?! Why did you cut it," you ask, both confused and worried at the same time.
"Oh, that old look? Before I had the accident with my eye, the director wanted a more...natural look, instead of a wig...so, I swallowed my pride and cut my hair...but enough about me..." he pauses, placing a gentle smile on his innocent-looking face, his free eye gazing into yours.
"I want to hear more about you two. Come, let's have some coffee. We have a lot to catch up on..."
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