Cherries and Chocolates

“Are you alright now?” Byunghun asked. They were in a cab.
She didn’t respond. She was shivering.
“Ah… you must be feeling cold.” He said to avoid her from thinking about the recent incident.
She still remained quiet, wiping her tears.
“Did he hit you?” He asked. “Say something?”
She ignored again and he sighed.
She made a bun of her hair and took out a hair pin from her bag. She tried to secure her hair but couldn’t do so because of the trembling hand. Her hair again fell open. She cried and sniffed. She felt completely helpless and feeble.
“Let me do it.” He held the pin in between his lips.
She backed off.
“Gwenchana” He held her hair and fixed the pin into her hair after twisting her hair.
“Look, all done.” He smiled. “I know it’s hard, but I’ll talk to him tomorrow.”
She looked at him with tearful eyes and weeping face.
He felt extreme stabbing pain in his heart, more stronger than the physical pain.
“I-I need a shoulder to cry on.” She said while staring into his eyes.
He looked back into her eyes. “Here…” He patted his shoulder. “Will you cry on this one?” He asked and smiled.
She smiled back and placed her head on his shoulder. She couldn’t stop crying. “Protect me from him.” She requested.
“I will…” He held her watery cheeks with his hand and looked at her.

NEXT DAY
It was 9 but Noah was still sleeping as it was Sunday. Someone rang the doorbell. She opened her eyes hardly and got up of the bed. She went to open the door while dragging her feet on the floor while yawning. It was time when the next door ahjumma often used to come and hand over the cherries basket which she loved. She opened her eyes widely to wake up.
She opened the door slowly.
“Hey…” Kevin greeted.
She bulged her eyes out in fear and tried to close the door, but it was too late. He pushed the door a little more and came inside.
“Hey… I am the owner of your apartment. Won’t you even let me enter?” He asked.
She hurriedly searched her room and picked up the sandwich maker. “I’ll hit you with it. So, stay right where you are!” She warned while glaring at him.
“Calm down. Look, I brought your cherries.” He placed the basket on the table.
“Don’t involve that ahjumma.” She said angrily.
“Who’s involving the ahjumma?” He asked as if he knows nothing. “Noah…”
“DON’T CALL MY NAME!” She yelled.
“Should I call you bit** then?” He mumbled.
“Just…. Get lost.” Her facial features tensed a little.
“Ok ok… I just wanted to say sorry. Byunghun called me and made me realize that you’re not at fault, but it was my mistake.”
“Well, good thing you realized it early.” She glared. “I’ve heard what you wanted to say. Now leave.”
He walked towards her. “First place this here.” He snatched the maker from her hands despite all her efforts to hold it. He placed the maker on the table. “Forgive me.” He pleaded.
Despite knowing that he’s a liar, she forgave him and nodded. “ok.”
“Thank you.” He stared at her. “Why are you allergic to chocolates? I love ‘em.” He asked.
“Urgh… I don’t know. Allergies don’t ask your choices.” She replied with an annoyed look on her face.
“I kissed you the previous night but you are alright. You are lying, right? Hmm??” He made an innocent look.
“I am not allergic to kiss, it’s the chocolate.” She answered.
“But you said you were allergic to me as well?”
“STOP IRRITATING ME!!”
“Oh… I am actually very sorry. I just can’t help my curious nature.” He shrugged his shoulder.
“Leave.” She instructed.
“First let me taste your cherries that you love.”
She folded her arms and glared at him. “Take just one.”
He nodded and smiled. He removed the cloth from the basket and took out a cherry. He showed it to assure her that he took just one.
She looked at him with disgust and went to her room to fold the sheets. After 5 minutes, she came back to the lounge, believing that he would be gone by that time but he was still standing there.
“Oh, you finally came.”
“Why didn’t you eat your cherry?” She asked while looking at the cherry in his hand.
“Oh that?” He bit his lower lip and stared at the cherry sexily. He lifted it to his mouth level and ate it.
“ummm… wow. No wonder you like it that much.” He stared at her and licked his lips.
She went towards him to pick up the basket away from him. “Hey whats this?” The basket felt very light. She removed the cloth from the basket and found no cherries in it. She gave him a confused expression and he shrugged in response to her expression.
“Why did you eat all of this?”
“Well you deserve this. I mean who talks like this to the owner of their apartment?” He taunted.
“What am I gonna do now? I wanted them so badly.” She said and placed her hand on her forehead in despire. She positioned the basket back to the table.
“Awwww….” He stood close to her. “You want it so badly?” He made a duck face.
“A-ani….” She denied.
“Tell me… I can fulfill your wish.” He smirked and licked his lip.
“No need for that.” She stepped back and leaned against the wall. “Tell me… did you really came here to say sorry?” She asked fearfully.
“Nooooo….” He replied and rested one hand against the wall.
“if I say sorry for the library incident, would you forgive me?” She mumbled.
“Hmmm…… ok. Try saying it.” He leaned closer.
“I am sorry that--- uh--- that I slaped you.” She said while looking away.
“Not like that. Look into my eyes and try again.” He asked.
She tried to look into his eyes. “I am sorry.” She said swiftly.
“Make it a little more effective.” He requested and smiled.
“I --- am….” She tried it again.
He lifted her shirt a bit up. She grabbed his hand.
“Why didn’t God give me three hands?” He smirked and bit his lips.
She looked away.
“Ah… I know I know… it’s hard to look at a person this hot.” He smiled and pressed his body against her.
“I am sorry Kevin-ssi. So, please forgive me….” She pleaded.
He locked his lips into hers and looked at her with half opened eyes to watch her expression. She grabbed his hand more tightly while planting her nails into the skin of his hand. He made the kiss deeper and closed his eyes. He roughly rubbed his lips over hers. She felt chills in her body.
She closed her eyes tightly. He parted his lip from hers. She released his hand.
“Don’t you have any other weapon except nails?” He asked while holding his slightly scratched hand in his other hand.
She slapped him with remaining strength.
“This is another weapon. And besides, you don’t have any other weapon except kissing me.” She glared at him with disgust in her eyes.
“Bit**” He cursed. “You want me to use other weapons?”
She tried to get away from him but he grabbed her arm. He took the bottle from the table and poured the water on her. She looked back at him with astonished expression. He opened her hair and threw the pin away. He grabbed her hair and then threw her on the floor. She got hit by the corner of the table. Blood rushed out of the skin of her forehead. He sat on the floor.
“Oh… does it hurt?” He asked with a fake worried look. He slapped her this time. She placed her hand over her red cheek. “Baby, I’ll keep on making your life miserable.”
“Are you that free to focus your life on me?” She taunted in reaction.
He grabbed her hair again. “Say that again..”
“ahh… stop pulling my hair… I am sorry, jeballl….” She pleaded while holding his hand.
He stood up.
“is there no way out of this misery given by you?” She asked.
He glared at her. “Death….” He opened the door and went out while smacking the door.

Notes

This might seem a bit stupid..... :p but i had to do justice with the story's name. So, that is why i thought of these scenes related to cherries and chocolate.
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