Gratefulness~ pt.3

I get scared of something that suddenly vibrates under me and I jump off Ji's lap.
"What was that!!?"
Ji looks at me disappointed, still a bit dazed of our intimate moment. Then he hears the ringtone and pull his phone out of his pocket looking irritated because of the interruption. He stops to stare at his phone like he had just seen a ghost.

"This is akward", Ji Yong says quietly as he reads the name of the caller.
"Mm... Why?" I wonder and Ji shows the screen.
"Oh..." The caller is Kiko.
"I can call her later..."
"No!" I grab his phone before he puts it back in the pocket.
"It's your girlfriend, you have to answer", I smile and give the phone to him although I feel a twinge of my heart. I'm not sure if it's due to jealousity or what we just did behind her back.
"Annyeong", Ji answers to the phone and glances at me. He walks around the desk and sits down, spins around. I walk slowly to pick up our drinks from the other side of the room. Ji is looking like a CEO sitting behind the huge wooden desk.

"Ne, Mineeha."
I startle as I hear my name. What are they talking about? I try to get a hang of their conversation even though I wouldn't like to listen to other people's phone calls. I hear words 'magazine' and 'photo' at least. When I return to the desk, Ji looks at me amused and puts the phone down. He puts it on speaker and I can hear how her untiring voice nags without taking a breath in between. I look at Ji with pity. How does he stand Kiko?

"Ya! ... Ya!! Ji!!!!" Kiko screams through speakers and I have to admit that it sounds a bit desperate. Ji hangs up rudely without saying a word and mutes the phone.
"Well, that was cold", I try not to laugh. It's his girlfriend anyway.
"I know", Ji sighs loudly.
"Ah! I'm not normally like this! Do you believe me?" he looks at me worried. I nod understandingly and smile.
"I know. Maybe it's just not meant to be..." I try to hint. I get his hat and hand it to Ji. He presses it to his head, looking thoughtful.
"I don't know."
"What did you talk about? I mean, if I may ask", I ask.
"There had been a photo and a story of us in the newspaper..."
"What?" my eyes widen as big as plates. But maybe I shouldn't be surprised anymore. Ji laughs smugly and grabs my cheek.
"We were standing on the stage together and there were some rumours about us. Don't care about that. It was just a trashy magazine."
"Aren't you worried...? People may be thinking that you're cheating on her or something?"
He shakes his head.
"My loyal fans know that I never release anything about my personal life. It was just another performance."
And then I remember having read some rumours about his possible relationships myself too and I get a bit embarrassed.
"She doesn't know you are here with me?" I continue and Ji utters a carefree laughter.
"She knows nothing", he smiles.
"Hey, you know what?" he changes the subject and smirks. "I haven't heard you singing yet."

I sing a song called Love Is and Ji watches me blankly. When I finish he claps his hands relaxedly and hugs me quickly.
"You liked it?" I ask and I can feel my cheeks blushing.
"You have really unique voice", he smiles at me and stares adoringly straight into my eyes.
"I was afraid it would be awful but no..."
I slap him on his arm.
"Yah!!"
Ji attacks back and pushes me to the floor to get to tickle me till death.
"Ji Yong-ah!! Kwon Ji Yong!!!" Hajimaahahahaa!" my shrieking echoes in the empty room. But this bad guy only laughs at my suffering.
"I love your Korean", he laughs as he lets me go and gets up on the chair. I leer him under my eyebrows.
"Mrrh", I growl and push his hat so that it falls on the floor.
"Mineeha! Hei!" Ji cries out and picks up the hat. He pokes my knee and grabs around it.
"I love your Finnish too", I giggle. We act like children on a playground.

"Can you rap too?" Ji looks at me like he had found a golden egg, whatever that proverb means. I laugh at his eyes that sparkle full of hope.
"I don't know", I utter an akward laughter.
"But I like to rap."
"Rap something!" Ji raises his both hands in the air excited. He's in completely different mood compared to earlier. Today I get to see his wild and fun side for the first time. A question comes to my mind: am I as interesting person as he is? I think I'm quite boring.
"G-Dragon, featuring Missy rapping..." I begin and Ji exclaims:
"Whoo! Old school!"
I gesture with my hands like I was a real hard core rapper.
"And I'm snappin' and I get crackin', when I'm in the booth I'm blackin'."
"Yall just yappin, yall just yappin, we just laughing!" Ji joins with me.
"I got HITS HITS HITS like tennis racket", we play air tennis and burts into laughter.
"Aaah! You're so funny", Ji wipes a tear out of corner of his eye. He's looking so sweet and happy. I wish I could always see him like this.
"Aaw! Don't cry!" I take his hand. Ji smirks.
"Ooh! I know!" I stand up in a second. "I can also sing THE BADDEST FEMALE! I love that song!"
"Ooh! Cool" he gasps. "Really?"
"Yep! Can you play it?" I point at his phone.
"Oh, ne!" he finds the song and plays it. I search for the lyrics on my phone and sit on the desk. I jam through the intro and try to looks as convincing bitch as I can when I'm rapping. Ji bites his lower lip and tries to hold back his laughter.

Ji Yong pours more drink in his glass. He leans agains the back of the stairway and slides down on the floor. He streches his neck and looks at me.
"Do you have any dreams?" he asks and I have to ponder for a while.
"Hmm... I'd like to have a tattoo", I figure out something. Ji looks at me surprised.
"Tattoo?"
"Yes. Just like you have", I smile and pick out a can from the table. Ji looks at me long with his blurry eyes and says then:
"Tattoo my name on your forehead."
I laugh.
"Ji Yong-ah, no..."
"Why not?" he grins and looks at his glass.
"Okay, no. You are too pretty."
I blush and smile by myself.
"Come here", he begs and I sit down on his lap.
"You want to have it now?" Ji rolls a hair of mine around his finger. I try my hardest to stop swaying but I'm too drunk for that.
"Can I?" I ask with high-pitched voice. I sound funny.
"Mmh. I had one of my tattoos taken here", Ji tells and gets his phone from his hip pocket. I almost fall on the floor but I manage to grab around him. Ji searches a number and calls it.
"But it's so late!" I shout as the phone already honks. He presses a finger on my lips. I keep an eye on his expression. The phone honks and honks but no one answers. Ji's tapping his fingers along my spine like he was playing the piano. He strokes my lower back and moves to my thighs.
"Ish", he rubs his forehead and puts the phone on the floor.
"Sorry, I tried..."
I shake my head to show him I don't mind. I wouldn't even known what tattoo I would have liked to have. Ji's hands fumble behind my back and I wrap my arms around his neck. He reaches to my neck and kisses it gently. I gasp silently. Alcohol is rushing through our bodies and the time encloses us inside a little bubble. Lips are moving towards my jaw line, touching my ear lobe. I get goosebumps... I finger through his soft and silky hair. His hands move to grope my bottom and they pull me closer to him. His breathing becomes faster and for a moment, I regret nothing. I touch the back of his ear and his neck. I let Ji take me wherever he wants to...

But then his hands drop down. Ji inhales for long and presses himself against the wall. I lift my head and wait for an explanation.
"Mianhe", he whispers looking away from me and covering his face with a hand like he was ashamed of something.
"I can't... I can't do it."
I'm not angry with him. And truthfully, I was quite surprised at the first place. He's officially with Kiko. I take his face between my palms and make him to look at me. I wipe the smudged eye make-up from his cheek with a smile on my face.
"It's okay. I understand."
"Don't get me wrong. I like you very much but, because of Kiko, this feels wrong."
I nod.
"I know, you are too kind."

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