“Oppa…! I missed you so much…! I haven’t heard from you for a very long time… you didn’t even went to my wedding…”
Her voice trailed off a bit as she said those last words… Seunghyun released her from his hug and chuckled a bit as he saw her infamous pout… how he missed that cute expression of her… He then reached for her face and caressed it a bit… which earned a raising eyebrow from her totally ignored husband.
“Dara-ah… I’m really sorry… I was really busy at work and so… when I got the opportunity to escape… well I quickly went here… I’m sorry…”
He pinched her cheek and so the pout on her lips finally curved into a sweet smile… They continued their ‘moment’ totally oblivious to the man standing not from afar… clenching his fist because of the unexplainable feeling inside him…
And finally their sweet moment of reunion broke as they heard someone clearing his throat… Seunghyun and Dara turned to where the sound came from and saw a blank faced Jiyong slowly walking up to them.
“Mr. Choi… I think this is the first time we got to see each other personally… it’s so nice of you to bother visiting us apart from your busy schedule…”
Still with a raised brow he then half heartedly offered his hand for a handshake… Dara watched her husband and knew immediately that he does not like Seunghyun’s visit… but then Seunghyun who’s oblivious to the tension of the other man gratefully accepted his hand… he smiled towards the other man only to earn nothing but a cold expression from Jiyong.
“Just call me Seunghyun… well… I really wouldn’t mind ditching my meetings for Dara…”
He said as he turned to the girl beside him and gave her a playful wink…
“And since I have some business to do here in Korea… might as well visit my favorite sister-in-law…”
He continued… Jiyong isn’t really interested with what he’s talking about… Choi Seunghyun looked like a really warm and friendly person but then he can’t make himself to like him… if he’s just another man from their field of business maybe his impression to him would please him… but then seeing him hugging someone’s wife earlier… and more so ‘his’ wife… making him dislike him that instant.
Jiyong just nodded… turned to his wife and sighed a bit… Dara swallowed the lump on her throat when their gazes meet… she bowed her head to be able to look away from him…
Jiyong then turned back to Seunghyun who’s still can’t notice the unwelcome atmosphere the former has been giving him…
“Then… might as well… spend the night here… it seems like you have many things to catch up with my wife…”
As much as he doesn’t want to offer him his hospitality… by the looks of his wife… it seems like she needed to catch some things with her brother-in-law that badly… looks like she really missed him so much… and not that Jiyong’s concerned about it… he just think it would be a sign of courtesy a human being should give to the other one.
His voice still with a hint of coldness in it but absolutely emphasizing the word ‘wife’ in it… cautious that Seunghyun must have forgotten that she’s not only his favorite sister-in-law but mostly she’s Kwon Jiyong’s wife.
Jiyong excused himself when Seunghyun accepted his invitation… telling him that he will inform the maids to fix the guest room for him... He looked at his wife one last time before exiting the scene… a part of him wants to stay glued on the ground… not wanting to leave her with another man’s company… but a great part of him dominated… telling him he doesn’t give a sh!t to whoever his so called wife flirt with.
As Jiyong finally got out of sight… Dara then heaved a deep sigh of relief… turned to Seunghyun and finally managed to bring back her smile.
“Where’s Soo Jin…?”
She really missed her niece since she’s the only one left that reminds her of her late sister… When Dara was still living in abroad… she more likely stood as Soo Jin’s second mother…
Bom… Dara’s sister died after giving birth to her child… even the doctors told her that it would be dangerous for her to conceive… and Seunghyun telling her that he doesn’t need anything but for her to stay at his side and be healthy… she still continued having the child thinking that an angel as precious as that baby should be given a chance to live… And in the end… she sacrificed her own life to give the little angel her life.
Dara and Seunghyun showered Soo Jin every love that she deserved… Dara never failed to give her the warmth that a mother gives to her own child… and she really considered her as her own especially when Seunghyun’s away… and it really breaks her when the time came that she needed to be apart from the child to marry someone.
“She’s at my parents’… they’ll be coming here tomorrow so maybe you could see her by then… I can’t bring her today since my parents wouldn’t allow me… they said that I might carry her like one of my suitcase… how silly could that be…! Of course I wouldn’t do that to my own child…!”
He ranted which earned a big laugh from Dara… he still hasn’t changed… always the joker one and always could bring a satisfying laugh from her… He watched her as she continued chuckling… how he missed her soothing voice… that he calms every part of him.
Dara really gave him a big hoist up especially when the time he got depressed from his wife’s death… every smile… every words of encouragement and her warm care brought back his life… and with that he admits that by each day that passed back then… the once feeling of brotherly towards her changed… that he regretted failing to pay more time with her and his child…
How sorry he felt for loving his wife's sister... he even visited Bom's grave cried everything, asking for forgiveness and to tell her how he feels for Dara... but then he was too late to confess... too late that now she’s already tied with someone… every feeling towards her were kept locked inside him… and decided to himself that he should just shower those feeling towards his little angel.
“Oh… oppa… you’re still the same…”
She wiped the forming tears at the side of her eyes after the long laugh… and by that simple move from her Seunghyun couldn’t take not to reach for her face and help her to wipe her other eye… how innocent was she back then not to notice his growing feelings for her… but that’s what he liked and loved about her… her pure innocence that until now… he’s grateful that it had never been tainted.
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They talked for a while… catching up some things from each other… until Dara realized that Jiyong never came back to them… it’s not that she’s really looking for him… but maybe… just maybe… she’s concerned about his cold treatment towards Seunghyun earlier… wondering why he’s acting like that… and wondering why he’s been acting odd since this morning.
She excused herself and told Seunghyun he should rest first before having their dinner… she walked him towards the guest room which is just beside their bedroom…
She then headed towards their room and sighed before turning the knob of its door… she’s sure he’s in there… but why locking up himself… while he could just talk with Seunghyun and sure they will understand each other since they have the same field…
And surely she found him inside… laying on the bed while his arms behind his head… his eyes were both closed and breathing evenly… probably sleeping…
She walked slowly towards him when she realized he’s still wearing his shoes… thinking that he must have been really tired to bother taking off his shoes…
For a cruel and cold guy like him… he looks like a child… vulnerable while sleeping… how could a man with a calm face like his could be so cold hearted towards her… she thought… a smile formed on her lips… she went to his side and carefully loosened him out from his shoes… he didn’t stirred from his deep sleep after she took his shoes off… placed it back on his walk-in-closet.
She went to take a short shower and changed her clothes… his parents wouldn’t be at home again and sighed thinking that maybe he’ll go to his lover’s house again later… she walked out from their bathroom only to see him still sleeping and by now shifted to his other side crouching like a baby… how could he look so cute… she thought and a light giggle came from her throat which she immediately stopped… covering her mouth with her hand afraid it would wake him up.
She found herself sitting beside him once again… it’s her second time seeing him asleep… and suddenly… she felt a skip on her heart when she saw his lips turned into a slight smile… wondering what he’s dreaming about… and can’t help but to feel a little disappointed and surprised to her own disappointment when she thought that maybe he’s dreaming about his lover.
And then… once again… she found herself reaching for his face… her hand moved unconsciously brushing his hair away from his forehead… noticing the little mole on his right cheek… this is the first time she had examine his face closely… regretted coming close to him… for now she’s too drown observing his calm face… how it could drive her too into tranquility.
She felt another skip from her heart… when his lips parted… she then totally got lost… watching herself as she reached for his lips… this is wrong… she couldn’t be doing this…not to a person who had hurt her… not to a person who loves another woman… not to him… but then… she failed… a tear escaped her eye from too much suppression that failed… an unexplainable feeling formed inside her as her slender fingers touched his soft thin lips…
Touching it with a lot care… as if… his lips would break… her hand trailed from his lips towards his face… how smooth and soft it can be… the face that is meant to be looked at not by her but by someone else… how foolish she could be to get caught in this trap…. admiring someone who will never admire her back...
‘If we met each other as different people… not having to be bound with each other… would you also smile for me just like how you smile towards her…?’
She thought… how stupid could she get to wish for a smile from him… how fool could she get to envy someone just for his smile… a smile from the devil itself…
“What are you doing…?”
She woke up from her reverie once she felt a warm soft hand on her wrist… a voice that reminded her of the reality… her eyes widen in surprise… but still a trail of her tear could be seen on her cheek… their eyes locked with each other while her voice got trapped inside her throat.
He slowly sat up and still holding her wrist… not as tight as he used to hold her… but just a simple hold that surprised her more… his face is still blank as he turned to his feet and saw that he’s not wearing his shoes anymore… he turned back to her still not letting go of her wrist.
“I said… what are you doing…?”
His voice is cold… eyes still locked with hers but then shifted towards her cheek when he noticed a trail of tear on it… and unconsciously… his other hand reached for it and wiped it off… she stiffened… it’s her first time feeling his warm and caring hand on her face… the first time she felt his hand brought her so much pain but now… all she could feel is his warmth that soothes the ache it brought her once.
He then noticed her sudden tautness and realized why… surprised from his own action, he quickly moved away from her… finally letting go of her other wrist and looked away from her… silence then filled their room.
“I… I’m sorry…”
She stuttered… and by her words… he remembered what he heard last night… the same exact words which he can’t explain why she’s telling him… his brows slowly connecting due to the sudden confusion forming inside his head once again… why can’t he just talk to her and ask her why… his voice is too trapped when it comes to her… how he could abuse her to death but couldn’t deal with a simple talk with her.
And when he was about to let out his voice… a knock came from the outside… telling them that the dinner is finally ready… Dara turned to him as if waiting for what he’s about to say… he stood up from the bed and slowly stripped his shirt off… Dara looked away too shy to see his bare body.
“I’ll go take a shower… you go first… I’m sure your visitor has been waiting for you by now…”
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The dinner went smoothly… Jiyong stayed quiet the whole time… can’t help but to observe the two… glancing to his wife once in while… while thinking of what happened earlier… what's that tear for…? And apologizing to him for the second time…
The two continued with their talk and totally ignored his presence… and then again a wave of pain struck him… he even accidentally let go of his utensil which made quite a loud noise and made the two stopped from talking… he just then ignored them and picked his utensil and continued eating… Dara on the other side really can’t help but to think about him… and throughout her conversation with Seunghyun all she is concerned is about Jiyong’s odd behavior the entire day… and how she never heard any insults from him... it may be a good thing but it still bothers her.
‘Is this another torture for me…?’
Jiyong thought as he continuously watched her… her smile for another man… the same smile that he saw in his dream earlier… the same smile that he saw for his friend earlier… and now the same smile that is not meant for him once again…
How until in his dream it haunts him… the same torture that he felt earlier at the campus has been haunting him until in his sleep… but then… why in his dream he could see himself accepting those smiles from her… that added more to his torture thinking that he doesn’t deserve it…. For he will forever be bound to take that happiness away… for he already tainted the once fragile innocence of hers… keeping her in sadness and torment… a little happiness from her towards him… would never deserve him.
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He walked towards their room… his parents are not home… a great opportunity for him to escape and be with his lover… but he can’t… something’s pulling him not to leave his wife in another man’s arm… maybe because of him thinking that she’s already his possession… a mere thing that shouldn’t be shared to others… another lie that he’s been feeding himself.
As he made his way… he saw them… at the veranda… where he saw her that night… crying off her sadness… but now with another man… maybe the one who could wash that agony… another man for it will never be him…
How it became his habit watching her from afar… suppressing every feeling that’s been bothering him inside… torturing himself once again with the unexplainable feeling that’s been slowly killing him… and just then… he concluded once again… that it’s just anger… for no other man should have been given any right to touch his possession… the lie that he has been feeding himself a while ago… finally took over him again.
He made one last glance to them… seeing her smile… the smile that she’s not suppose to show especially when he’s around… walking back to their room… sliding himself to the door once he closed it…burying his face on his palm totally confused on what’s bothering him…
One thing that is clear to him… he doesn’t want her to be seen with other men beside him… not a smile should she give to them… for he, her own husband doesn’t deserve it… and by that no one will.
Her voice trailed off a bit as she said those last words… Seunghyun released her from his hug and chuckled a bit as he saw her infamous pout… how he missed that cute expression of her… He then reached for her face and caressed it a bit… which earned a raising eyebrow from her totally ignored husband.
“Dara-ah… I’m really sorry… I was really busy at work and so… when I got the opportunity to escape… well I quickly went here… I’m sorry…”
He pinched her cheek and so the pout on her lips finally curved into a sweet smile… They continued their ‘moment’ totally oblivious to the man standing not from afar… clenching his fist because of the unexplainable feeling inside him…
And finally their sweet moment of reunion broke as they heard someone clearing his throat… Seunghyun and Dara turned to where the sound came from and saw a blank faced Jiyong slowly walking up to them.
“Mr. Choi… I think this is the first time we got to see each other personally… it’s so nice of you to bother visiting us apart from your busy schedule…”
Still with a raised brow he then half heartedly offered his hand for a handshake… Dara watched her husband and knew immediately that he does not like Seunghyun’s visit… but then Seunghyun who’s oblivious to the tension of the other man gratefully accepted his hand… he smiled towards the other man only to earn nothing but a cold expression from Jiyong.
“Just call me Seunghyun… well… I really wouldn’t mind ditching my meetings for Dara…”
He said as he turned to the girl beside him and gave her a playful wink…
“And since I have some business to do here in Korea… might as well visit my favorite sister-in-law…”
He continued… Jiyong isn’t really interested with what he’s talking about… Choi Seunghyun looked like a really warm and friendly person but then he can’t make himself to like him… if he’s just another man from their field of business maybe his impression to him would please him… but then seeing him hugging someone’s wife earlier… and more so ‘his’ wife… making him dislike him that instant.
Jiyong just nodded… turned to his wife and sighed a bit… Dara swallowed the lump on her throat when their gazes meet… she bowed her head to be able to look away from him…
Jiyong then turned back to Seunghyun who’s still can’t notice the unwelcome atmosphere the former has been giving him…
“Then… might as well… spend the night here… it seems like you have many things to catch up with my wife…”
As much as he doesn’t want to offer him his hospitality… by the looks of his wife… it seems like she needed to catch some things with her brother-in-law that badly… looks like she really missed him so much… and not that Jiyong’s concerned about it… he just think it would be a sign of courtesy a human being should give to the other one.
His voice still with a hint of coldness in it but absolutely emphasizing the word ‘wife’ in it… cautious that Seunghyun must have forgotten that she’s not only his favorite sister-in-law but mostly she’s Kwon Jiyong’s wife.
Jiyong excused himself when Seunghyun accepted his invitation… telling him that he will inform the maids to fix the guest room for him... He looked at his wife one last time before exiting the scene… a part of him wants to stay glued on the ground… not wanting to leave her with another man’s company… but a great part of him dominated… telling him he doesn’t give a sh!t to whoever his so called wife flirt with.
As Jiyong finally got out of sight… Dara then heaved a deep sigh of relief… turned to Seunghyun and finally managed to bring back her smile.
“Where’s Soo Jin…?”
She really missed her niece since she’s the only one left that reminds her of her late sister… When Dara was still living in abroad… she more likely stood as Soo Jin’s second mother…
Bom… Dara’s sister died after giving birth to her child… even the doctors told her that it would be dangerous for her to conceive… and Seunghyun telling her that he doesn’t need anything but for her to stay at his side and be healthy… she still continued having the child thinking that an angel as precious as that baby should be given a chance to live… And in the end… she sacrificed her own life to give the little angel her life.
Dara and Seunghyun showered Soo Jin every love that she deserved… Dara never failed to give her the warmth that a mother gives to her own child… and she really considered her as her own especially when Seunghyun’s away… and it really breaks her when the time came that she needed to be apart from the child to marry someone.
“She’s at my parents’… they’ll be coming here tomorrow so maybe you could see her by then… I can’t bring her today since my parents wouldn’t allow me… they said that I might carry her like one of my suitcase… how silly could that be…! Of course I wouldn’t do that to my own child…!”
He ranted which earned a big laugh from Dara… he still hasn’t changed… always the joker one and always could bring a satisfying laugh from her… He watched her as she continued chuckling… how he missed her soothing voice… that he calms every part of him.
Dara really gave him a big hoist up especially when the time he got depressed from his wife’s death… every smile… every words of encouragement and her warm care brought back his life… and with that he admits that by each day that passed back then… the once feeling of brotherly towards her changed… that he regretted failing to pay more time with her and his child…
How sorry he felt for loving his wife's sister... he even visited Bom's grave cried everything, asking for forgiveness and to tell her how he feels for Dara... but then he was too late to confess... too late that now she’s already tied with someone… every feeling towards her were kept locked inside him… and decided to himself that he should just shower those feeling towards his little angel.
“Oh… oppa… you’re still the same…”
She wiped the forming tears at the side of her eyes after the long laugh… and by that simple move from her Seunghyun couldn’t take not to reach for her face and help her to wipe her other eye… how innocent was she back then not to notice his growing feelings for her… but that’s what he liked and loved about her… her pure innocence that until now… he’s grateful that it had never been tainted.
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They talked for a while… catching up some things from each other… until Dara realized that Jiyong never came back to them… it’s not that she’s really looking for him… but maybe… just maybe… she’s concerned about his cold treatment towards Seunghyun earlier… wondering why he’s acting like that… and wondering why he’s been acting odd since this morning.
She excused herself and told Seunghyun he should rest first before having their dinner… she walked him towards the guest room which is just beside their bedroom…
She then headed towards their room and sighed before turning the knob of its door… she’s sure he’s in there… but why locking up himself… while he could just talk with Seunghyun and sure they will understand each other since they have the same field…
And surely she found him inside… laying on the bed while his arms behind his head… his eyes were both closed and breathing evenly… probably sleeping…
She walked slowly towards him when she realized he’s still wearing his shoes… thinking that he must have been really tired to bother taking off his shoes…
For a cruel and cold guy like him… he looks like a child… vulnerable while sleeping… how could a man with a calm face like his could be so cold hearted towards her… she thought… a smile formed on her lips… she went to his side and carefully loosened him out from his shoes… he didn’t stirred from his deep sleep after she took his shoes off… placed it back on his walk-in-closet.
She went to take a short shower and changed her clothes… his parents wouldn’t be at home again and sighed thinking that maybe he’ll go to his lover’s house again later… she walked out from their bathroom only to see him still sleeping and by now shifted to his other side crouching like a baby… how could he look so cute… she thought and a light giggle came from her throat which she immediately stopped… covering her mouth with her hand afraid it would wake him up.
She found herself sitting beside him once again… it’s her second time seeing him asleep… and suddenly… she felt a skip on her heart when she saw his lips turned into a slight smile… wondering what he’s dreaming about… and can’t help but to feel a little disappointed and surprised to her own disappointment when she thought that maybe he’s dreaming about his lover.
And then… once again… she found herself reaching for his face… her hand moved unconsciously brushing his hair away from his forehead… noticing the little mole on his right cheek… this is the first time she had examine his face closely… regretted coming close to him… for now she’s too drown observing his calm face… how it could drive her too into tranquility.
She felt another skip from her heart… when his lips parted… she then totally got lost… watching herself as she reached for his lips… this is wrong… she couldn’t be doing this…not to a person who had hurt her… not to a person who loves another woman… not to him… but then… she failed… a tear escaped her eye from too much suppression that failed… an unexplainable feeling formed inside her as her slender fingers touched his soft thin lips…
Touching it with a lot care… as if… his lips would break… her hand trailed from his lips towards his face… how smooth and soft it can be… the face that is meant to be looked at not by her but by someone else… how foolish she could be to get caught in this trap…. admiring someone who will never admire her back...
‘If we met each other as different people… not having to be bound with each other… would you also smile for me just like how you smile towards her…?’
She thought… how stupid could she get to wish for a smile from him… how fool could she get to envy someone just for his smile… a smile from the devil itself…
“What are you doing…?”
She woke up from her reverie once she felt a warm soft hand on her wrist… a voice that reminded her of the reality… her eyes widen in surprise… but still a trail of her tear could be seen on her cheek… their eyes locked with each other while her voice got trapped inside her throat.
He slowly sat up and still holding her wrist… not as tight as he used to hold her… but just a simple hold that surprised her more… his face is still blank as he turned to his feet and saw that he’s not wearing his shoes anymore… he turned back to her still not letting go of her wrist.
“I said… what are you doing…?”
His voice is cold… eyes still locked with hers but then shifted towards her cheek when he noticed a trail of tear on it… and unconsciously… his other hand reached for it and wiped it off… she stiffened… it’s her first time feeling his warm and caring hand on her face… the first time she felt his hand brought her so much pain but now… all she could feel is his warmth that soothes the ache it brought her once.
He then noticed her sudden tautness and realized why… surprised from his own action, he quickly moved away from her… finally letting go of her other wrist and looked away from her… silence then filled their room.
“I… I’m sorry…”
She stuttered… and by her words… he remembered what he heard last night… the same exact words which he can’t explain why she’s telling him… his brows slowly connecting due to the sudden confusion forming inside his head once again… why can’t he just talk to her and ask her why… his voice is too trapped when it comes to her… how he could abuse her to death but couldn’t deal with a simple talk with her.
And when he was about to let out his voice… a knock came from the outside… telling them that the dinner is finally ready… Dara turned to him as if waiting for what he’s about to say… he stood up from the bed and slowly stripped his shirt off… Dara looked away too shy to see his bare body.
“I’ll go take a shower… you go first… I’m sure your visitor has been waiting for you by now…”
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The dinner went smoothly… Jiyong stayed quiet the whole time… can’t help but to observe the two… glancing to his wife once in while… while thinking of what happened earlier… what's that tear for…? And apologizing to him for the second time…
The two continued with their talk and totally ignored his presence… and then again a wave of pain struck him… he even accidentally let go of his utensil which made quite a loud noise and made the two stopped from talking… he just then ignored them and picked his utensil and continued eating… Dara on the other side really can’t help but to think about him… and throughout her conversation with Seunghyun all she is concerned is about Jiyong’s odd behavior the entire day… and how she never heard any insults from him... it may be a good thing but it still bothers her.
‘Is this another torture for me…?’
Jiyong thought as he continuously watched her… her smile for another man… the same smile that he saw in his dream earlier… the same smile that he saw for his friend earlier… and now the same smile that is not meant for him once again…
How until in his dream it haunts him… the same torture that he felt earlier at the campus has been haunting him until in his sleep… but then… why in his dream he could see himself accepting those smiles from her… that added more to his torture thinking that he doesn’t deserve it…. For he will forever be bound to take that happiness away… for he already tainted the once fragile innocence of hers… keeping her in sadness and torment… a little happiness from her towards him… would never deserve him.
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He walked towards their room… his parents are not home… a great opportunity for him to escape and be with his lover… but he can’t… something’s pulling him not to leave his wife in another man’s arm… maybe because of him thinking that she’s already his possession… a mere thing that shouldn’t be shared to others… another lie that he’s been feeding himself.
As he made his way… he saw them… at the veranda… where he saw her that night… crying off her sadness… but now with another man… maybe the one who could wash that agony… another man for it will never be him…
How it became his habit watching her from afar… suppressing every feeling that’s been bothering him inside… torturing himself once again with the unexplainable feeling that’s been slowly killing him… and just then… he concluded once again… that it’s just anger… for no other man should have been given any right to touch his possession… the lie that he has been feeding himself a while ago… finally took over him again.
He made one last glance to them… seeing her smile… the smile that she’s not suppose to show especially when he’s around… walking back to their room… sliding himself to the door once he closed it…burying his face on his palm totally confused on what’s bothering him…
One thing that is clear to him… he doesn’t want her to be seen with other men beside him… not a smile should she give to them… for he, her own husband doesn’t deserve it… and by that no one will.
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