As Blind As Could Be...

6 AM

You wake up to the sound of the shower stopping. With your eyes still closed, you hear the bathroom door open. You open them and see two cute pale buttcheeks and you scream turning the other way.

“Oppa!” You say closing your eyes really hard.

He blushes and just continues to cloth himself.

“Oh hehe sorry Yeowang, I’m still getting used to you being able to see. Before, I didn’t bother covering up because there was no one else but you in this house. But…” He comes to the bed, (fully clothed) and kisses your neck.

“Oppa that tickles.” You laugh, getting up.

“Here’s your uniform, I’ll go make us some breakfast. I won’t be back in the room so don’t be cautious, just relax.” He says and leaves the room.

After you wash up and get dressed, you come downstairs.

“I made us pancakes.” He smiles.

“Oppa, you didn’t have to.” You say grabbing one of them and munching.

“I told the cook I’ll make breakfast for you today. Don’t worry it’ll be the last day I do.” He follows what you do and eats.

“Let’s go.” He says and leads you to the car.

The driver opens the door and bows. For the first time while going to school, you bow back, being able to see him and all. He smiles and you return the smile.

At school, Kyungsoo told the driver he’ll get the door for me, so the driver stayed in the car.

“Have a good day at school Eunsoo-shi.” He says.

“Eo, I will.” You smile.

Kyungsoo opens the door for you and puts out a hand. You blush as people surround you two, it’s the first time they see you like this, with vision. He re-gestures his hand and smiles, making his eyes wider. You smile widely and take it. You look different, you felt different, especially because you had blue eyes instead of brown ones. Students and teachers were in awe as they saw you in the hallways.

“Yeogi. There’s your class.” Kyungsoo points. “You know where I am… upstairs room-”

“4A I know.” You smile. “Would you mind taking me to class?”

“Not at all Yeowang.” Kyungsoo intertwines his hand with yours and walks you to class.

Everyone witnesses your affection and small movements towards each other. Some people recorded, some just gossiped and some just dozed off, dreaming what their life would be like if they were you or Kyungsoo. (Every classroom has two doors if you didn’t know). He walks you to the first door (closest to the teachers desk).

“Do we have to?” You ask.

When you say that, the entire class and people outside turn and look at you, except one person.

“Eo. I know. Don’t worry okay? Call me if anything Yeowang (eyes widen when they here ‘Yeowang’) I’ll be here right away to take you to lunch so don’t leave without me.” Kyungsoo says, poker faced, that’s when you know he’s dead serious.

“Arraseo Oppa. I’ll see you later then.” You smile.

With hands still intertwined, you walk away. As you do, your hands dramatically slip away and immediately, Kyungsoo leaves, not bothering to look at the eyes staring at him or you.

You spot Chanyeol and wave. He looks behind him and back at you, pointing to himself to make sure it was him. You chuckle and smile, nodding. You wanted to sit next to him, but a boy was already, so you walk up to him. The boy was sitting on the table, back faced you and talking to someone.

“Can I sit here?” You ask.

The boy turns at you and his eyes examined you head to toe, up and down. He continues talking to his friends and ignores you. His friends stop talking though, because they stare at you. You bite your lip and acknowledge them. The boy rolls his eyes, picks up his bag and moves to a different seat.

“Thank you.” You smile and sit, not bothering to stare at him because you knew he wasn’t looking at you.

The room was silent and confused.

How could you be in their class? You were in a year above them.

Chanyeol clears his throat and everything goes back to normal.

“Eunsoo-shi, I didn’t expect to see you here.” Chanyeol says.

“Me too. But since I have vision, I don’t need my brothers aid. I’m glad I have class with you though, someone I know.” You smile and he smiles too.

“Eunsoo-shi-”

“Stop being so formal Yeolie. Just call me Eunsoo or Yeowang. That’s what my brother calls me. And… wait I just called you ‘Yeolie’ sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

“No, it’s fine… I like it.” He puts a hand on your shoulder. “About the other day, when I asked for you number, I wasn’t going to sell it to anyone. Kyungsoo was just joking. I’m sorry if you thought it was true, but I’m not that type of person.”

“No worries.” You pinch his cheek. Everyone made quick glances at you, listening to your conversation.

“Do you mind if I can have your number? Just in case you know. And besides, we’re in the same club together… music club.”

And when Chanyeol asked that, the entire room turns and gives the ‘are you crazy to ask her that already’ face. You just laugh and wrote your number in his phone.

"Ahh, Kyungsoo told me. Sorry, I didn't recognise you the first time... but your voice was familiar. Were you the new member of the club?" You ask.

"Eo, I am." Chanyeol smiles. "A surprise right? Aren't I handsome?"

You nod and laugh. "So that's what you look like... ne, I suppose your somewhat handsome."

“Can we have lunch together?” Chanyeol asks.

“I’m not sure, I think my brother is taking me to introduce everyone... I haven't exactly seen their faces yet.”

“Arraseo... but tomorrow, you’re with me.”

“Sure, Yeolie. I promise.”

He ruffles your hair and the teacher comes in.

“Good morning!”

“Good morning.” The students say, getting settled down.

“Class President.”

Chanyeol stands up.

He isn’t that type of person.

“Attention! Bow!" Chanyeol raises his voice.

"Annyeonghaseyo." Everyone says together as they bow.

"Full attendance, teacher. And we have a new student here.” Chanyeol says, looking down at you as he sits.

“Ah, maja. Please come up and introduce yourself, Do Eunsoo-shi.” Teacher Hwang says.

You blush as you stand up. Tons of eyes glare at you.

“My name is Do Eunsoo, but I’m pretty sure you’re aware of that. I am not a transfer student, which I’m also sure you’re well aware of. Recently, I had eye surgery and now I don’t need the aid of my brother. So I moved down to the year I was suppose to be in, which is this class. Don’t treat me like someone different, I’m just a student attending this school. Treat me like you treat your friends, because I want to become your friend. I’m looking forward to it.” You bow and everyone welcomes you as you sit down.

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After the first few hours, the lunch bell rang. Some people stayed in the classroom, most people went out to get lunch. You stand up and begin to walk out of the classroom. You look back. The boy was still sitting there, he hasn’t changed his position since the beginning of third hour. You were about to go to him, but someone grabbed your hand.

“Oppa” You smile and give him a hug.

“C’mon, let’s go get some lunch.” He says.

You nod and he puts his right arm around your shoulder. You enter the cafeteria. EVERYONE typically stares. He takes you to a table full of boys.

“Annyeong President” Someone smiles.

“President?” You tilt your head.

You recognize the voices, but not the faces. You knew them very well, just haven’t seen them before.

“Yeah, President of the Music club…” Another boy answers.

“Yeowang, these are your members.” Kyungsoo explains.

They all introduce themselves.

“I’m Baekhyunnie remember? The one who you taught how to hit the perfect pitch?”
“I’m Kim Jongdae or Chen. The one you taught to hit the high notes and ad libs.”
“Kim Junmyeon… or your Suho (guardian)”
“I’m Luhan, the one who taught you Chinese in exchange for you teaching me music.”
“And I’m-”
“Yeolie!” You smile and everyone smiles.

“It’s great of properly meet all of you. I’m Do Eunsoo, but I know all of you already, and you know me. I remember your voices. It’s only the faces that I’ll need to get use to. So just a reminder, call me-” You say.

“Yeowang!” They say with you and and laugh.

You sit down with them and begin to eat.

“So this is what it’s like.” You say.

“What?” Baekhyun answers.

“To have lunch with friends at school… It seems great.” You smile and everyone returns with a smile.

Luhan ruffles your hair. “Well get use to it, because it’s going to be like this all the time.”

“Eo, Oppa.”

While everyone was eating, you turned your head to the left and looked at the boy from earlier. He was sitting alone. His face all down and depressed. You frown and got up, heading towards the boy. Everyone stops eating and stares at your action. When you reached his table, the boy looked up at you.

“Can I sit here?” You ask, just like you did when you first met him.

He raises an eyebrow and nods. You smile and sit next to him, shoulder brushing his. You examine his left arm, that was bloody and bruised. The blood ran through his clothing.

“Y-you’re hurt.” You’re eyes widen. “Can I take you to the infirmary?”

He nods and gets up. You walk past him and he follows. Everyone, still silent and speechless.

“Are they dating?”
“Isn’t that Do Eunsoo?”
“Who does she think she is to speak to the King of Dance?”
“Who does he think he is to speak to the daughter of the biggest company in South Korea?”

“What’s their relationship, Chanyeol.” Kyungsoo says, watching his precious sister walk off. Under the table, his hand was clenching to a fist.

“I don’t know. They only met this morning, and she was with me the entire time.” Chanyeol says, shoving kimchi and rice in his mouth.

Kyungsoo just sighs and continues to eat, worried about Eunsoo. It was the first time she left his side. He doesn’t know how to react, so he just continues to eat.

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You bandage his wound. He lets out an ‘Ouch.’ He was sitting on a bed and you were sitting on a rolling chair with no back support.

“Sorry.” You say over and over each time he complains.

“Just leave it be, I’ll do it.” He says.

“I’m almost done let me finish.” You say.

It was quiet for a few seconds.

“So you have a tongue.” You smile.

“And?” He replies.

You look up at him and search for his gaze, but he doesn’t dare stare at you. You shrug and continue tending his wounds. You put the final bandage on and kiss the wound.

“What you doing?” He asks, pulling his hand away.

“I’m kissing away the pain away...” You smile. “Sorry, that’s what I always did with Kyungsoo and my other brother.”

“How did you hurt yourself anyways?” You ask.

“That’s none of your business.” He says.

“Then why did you let me help you and take you to the infirmary and tend your wound?” You pout.

“Because if I didn’t I would’ve received a huge scolding from everyone… especially your brother and Chanyeol.” He replies.

He was right. You did push him to do things.

“Sorry.” You say again.

“Whatever. Thanks for this.” He waves his left arm around like the way contestants wave at pageants.

“Eo… Can I at least know your name?” You say.

“Kim Jongin… Yeowang.” He smirks at you and leaves the infirmary first.

You tilt your head. Did he just call you “Yeowang”....Then again, his name was familiar.

You, still confused, walked back to the classroom before lunch time was over. There were some people in the classroom, one included Kim Jongin. He was talking to his friend, smiling.

He looks cute when he smiles.His friend spots you and waves walking towards you. You wave back, slightly, and sit down.

“Hey, Yeowang, remember me? Sehunnie?” Sehun smiles, bowing.

“S-Sehun?” You tilt your head.

“Yeah, the founder of the Dance Club. The one you asked to join once you had your sight back.” He reassures.

“Oh yes! I remember.” You smile, bowing in response.

“And when you came that one time, you waltzed with me, Kim MinSeok, Xiumin.” He sits at Chanyeol’s seat.

“Oh that was you?” You smile. “You are really good at teaching a blind person to waltz, Baozi.”

Two hands land on your shoulder. He head pops out from the left side.

“Annyeong, Yeowang. It’s me, your healing unicorn.” His dimple smile appears and you laugh.

“So this is what you look like, Lay.” You smile, wider.

Two boys walk in hand-in-hand. (A/N: Okay I just had to include at least one of the ships)

“Yeowang!” One of them says, running up to you and hugging you.

“Aish, she’s not a stuffed animal, Tao.” The other one says.

“He’s Tao, if you don’t remember. I’m Kris, the one who gave you a piggyback ride and got scolded by your brother.” Kris says smiling and scratching his nape.

You laugh, remembering that memory.

“You’re brother’s scary, noona.” Tao complains.

“Yeah, the only people he’s kind to is his friends and especially you. Otherwise, he gives everyone the cold shoulder.” Sehun says, sitting at the chair in front of you, facing everyone.

“It does seem so.” You say. “You just have to push yourself into someone life to really get to them, I guess.

When you said that you and Kim Jongin met eyes.

“Ah, right. This is Kim Jongin, or Kai. I don’t recall you meeting each other before.” Lay says.

You bow and he copies, but doesn’t say anything. The image of you kissing his wound replayed in his mind and he closed his eyes, shaking his head.

“We’re all apart of the Dance club and we meet everyday after school.” Xiumin adds.

Your smile turns into a ‘no emotion face’

“I’m the founder of the Music club, so I can’t meet everyday…” You explain.

“Oh, forgot about that… how about we switch off every other day. Come to club today and switch off to your the Music club, and do this every school day. How does that sound, noona?” Tao suggests.

“Don’t think she’ll be able to make it boys, she has plans already.” Kyungsoo says at the door with the rest of the Music Club.

Then you knew... the Dance and Music Clubs were rivals. Kyungsoo was the one who took you to the Dance club those days, and the members taught you things and had great memories with you, but now Kyungsoo’s acting different.

“Get out of my seat.” Chanyeol doesn’t even look at you. His voice isn’t the friendly voice anymore, but a scary, dark, sexy voice.

“Hey you bastards, stay away from OUR Yeowang.” Suho scolds. But the Dance Club roll their eyes and smile.

“What if I did this?” Someone grabs your hand and pulls you into a hug. Your eyes widen and you look up.

Kai?

The Music Club went for you, but the Dance Club stood like a protection wall, and they couldn’t get to you. You push Kai down.

“We claim her every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.” Sehun says.

“Says who… who the hell are you to her?” Chen fights back.

“She’s our Queen, if you can’t accept that, might as just stop trying and leave, because we aren’t letting go of her.” Lay says, satisfied with his comeback.

Kyungsoo had it, he never wanted or started a fight, but if it was for his sister, there was no stopping him. He closed his eyes and swung a punch. Just then, you broke the wall the Dance Club made, and was about to talk to Kyungsoo, but instead, you felt a pain on your left cheek and fell to the floor. Everyone gasped. EVERYONE GASPED.

“I thought they were the inseparable twins, what’s happening now?”
“I knew there was another side to the story.”
“Kyungsoo is a freak to do that the day she comes to school with vision.”

Kyungsoo looked at his bloody hands, not his blood, but yours. He was shaking. He had rings on. He went to his knees and pulled you into his arms. Chanyeol came down to look at you, and one by one, from each club, they all came down to comfort you.

“I’m sorry.” Kyungsoo screeches as tears come out of his eyes.

“I was wrong.” He says over and over again.

You just put on a poker face. You then did something no one thought you would do, EVER. You pushed Kyungsoo away from you and accidently fell into Chanyeol’s. Chanyeol held you on the floor. To be honest, he didn’t mind holding his fragile Yeowang. He wanted to smile, but he holds it in.

She came to me instead of staying in Kyungsoo’s arms.

“If I wasn’t there to protect my friends, you would’ve hurt them instead and you wouldn’t be sorry.” You say.

You stand up and limp. When Kyungsoo punched you, you fell on the floor and landed on the wrong side of your right foot. You attempt to walk to the infirmary, but you can’t even budge without letting out a quiet scream of pain. Then, someone picks you up, bridal style. He sighs.

“You owe me the entire day tomorrow instead of lunch.” Chanyeol grins, carrying you out of the room.

You put yours arms around his neck, which made the hairs on his back stand up. You leaned your head on his chest.

“If I owe you that much, I might as well make the most of this moment.” You say.

He blushes as people stopped in the hallways to look at you too. Thinking…

“Why isn’t she with Kyungsoo?”
“Who is that?”
“What happened to her?”
“He must’ve saved, what a gentleman.”

“There’s nothing wrong with your foot. It just must be in shock from the way you landed. Tomorrow, you should be walking fine, even by tonight. You need to be more care Ms. Eunsoo.” The nurse scolds.

You apologize and she grins.

“Park Chanyeol-shi, please be her guide everywhere, and take her everywhere in this wheelchair. I’m counting on you, don’t leave her side.”

“Ne. Believe me, even if you didn’t tell me that, I wouldn’t have.” Chanyeol helps you to the wheelchair and the nurse leaves.

The wheelchair reminds you of how Kyungsoo pushed you a wheelchair at the hospital. You sigh.

“Thank you, Chanyeol. Let’s go to class.” You suggest. He pushes you.

“What’s with the two clubs?” You ask, not even halfway to class.

“We were fighting over you… we, the Music Club are perfect with you in it. You’re the founder anyway. Everything was perfect, until the Dance club was formed and you wanted to join. Kyungsoo, out of kindness, took you there and I heard you learned how to waltz and everything. Kyungsoo was smiling at the time, but you couldn’t see his expression on the inside. And I guess Dance Club wants you for the same reason… You complete the club.” Chanyeol says. “I was going to join the Dance Club, but I joined the Music Club instead. I’m the, well I was the only one from our year in high school in the club. Everyone else is the same year Kyungsoo is in and you use to be. And the Dance Club is most of the boys in our current class.”

You reach the classroom. Outside, there was Kyungsoo, all puffy-eyed and heartbroken. He sees you, gets up and bends down before you, who didn’t budge in the wheelchair. Chanyeol just stands there, knowing his place. You are in front of the back door, where Kai and Sehun, and many other students, could see you and hear you. Kyungsoo lays his hands on your knees and looks up at you, teary red eyed and guilty. You lean in closer.

“Should I kiss away the pain?” You say.

He weakly nods.

You cup his face with your hands. A kiss under each eye, for the puffiness. A kiss on the eyelids, instead of his literal eyes lol, but to resemble his red eyes. You kiss his knuckles, that were used on you. And a kiss on the forehead, for being scolded at by his sister when she knew he was just trying to protect her.

“Go to class, okay?” You say, letting go.

He grabs your hands and intertwines it with his (facing up like arm wrestling style, but intertwined hands).

“Will I see you after class?” He asks.

Kai and Sehun look at each other and the back at you. They know listening into the situation was wrong, but they couldn’t help it.

“I don’t think so, Kyungsoo oppa. You have to ask Chanyeol. I’m not suppose to leave his side until the day is over. And tomorrow, I owe him the day. I’ll see you tonight, unless you’re asleep, I’ll see you in the morning.” You let go of his hands, brush his hair gently, and kisses his forehead one last time before going inside.

The entire class stopped in the middle of the lesson to gossip, take pictures, take videos of you. The teacher even stopped as you entered the class with Chanyeol. The Dance team, obviously just looked at you with guilty, sorry eyes. Lay gets up and removes your chair. Chanyeol pushes you in.

“Thank you, everyone.” You say to Chanyeol and the boys.

“I’m sorry but I won’t be able to make it the meet today because of circumstances, and tomorrow I’m suppose to be with the Music Club like you said, so I’ll see you Friday.” You say, bowing to Sehun and the rest of the club.

“It’s alright, we understand. Sorry about your injuries, we were just trying to protect you.” Kris said.

“I don’t get it… both clubs want to protect me, but in the end I’m hurt.” You smile at the thought and the teacher prevents anyone else from talking, he continues his lesson.

After school, Chanyeol takes you to a street diner.

“One bottle of Soju please, and a tteokbokki (famous korean appetizer).” Chanyeol says.

“NE!” The person replies, bringing over the soju immediately, then starts to prepare the tteokbokki.

“I haven’t been to one of these before. Well maybe I have, but I don’t recall because I was…” “I get it. I would’ve taken you to somewhere nicer, but I don’t have that much money with me.” He says.

“Don’t worry about it, let me pay. All apart of me owing you Yeolie.” You smile and he just stares at you grinning.

“So tell me more about you, Yeolie.” You say, taking a bite of the appetizer that was just brought over.

“Well, as you can tell from what I said earlier, I’m not rich. My mother and a sugar daddy had me. One day, my father left my mom for another another girl and we were left with nothing. And now, here I am, living in poverty, having big debts, working three jobs. My mom does five jobs. Doing this, we have enough for our basic living needs. Recently, my mother fainted from over exhaustion. The bill was too much money. Our debt increasingly grew larger because of this and we have many people to pay back. We live on a house roof, and-” Chanyeol stopped as he saw you were in tears from hearing this. You listen to his story, tears running down your face, you dare not look into his eyes. Instead, you look down at your food and continuously eat. Chanyeol faintly smiles, gets up and moves his chair next to you, and wipes your tears away.

“Thank you for giving my mother a new phone. She was working at the time so I went to the phone store to fix it, but you bought her the latest, brand new phone. I told her you bought if for you and she said, one of these days, she wants to meet you.” Chanyeol says while wiping your non-stop tears.

You grab him and hug him tight. He laughs and hugs you back, tightening the embrace.

“S-should I kiss away the pain?” Chanyeol asks.

He must’ve overheard Kyungsoo and I.

You grin and nod. He bends down and kisses your bandage on you foot. He cupps your face with his hands and kisses your eyelids, under your eyes. Lastly, he closes his eyes and kisses the bruise on your cheek from Kyungsoo’s punch. he stays like that for a while. He lets go and opens his eyes to find you blushing and as red as a tomato. He laughs looks at the tteokbokki stuck on your toothpick. He bends down and attempts to eat it, but you pull away.

“Yah. You have your own toothpick. Of all things, you have to take my food too?” You say and he bursts out laughing. “Are we even allowed to have Soju yet?”

“No, but we don’t look like high schoolers.” Chanyeol says, opening the Soju and pouring some into your glass.

People around you look at you weirdly.

“We’re newlyweds, isn’t that right, jagiya?” Chanyeol teases gesturing a hand for you.

You were about to punch him, but you realized, the people were waiting for a response.

“Y-Yes your right, Yeobo.” You say, taking his hand. The people just smile of satisfaction, thinking you two made a great couple.

You let go of his hand and gauge down some soju. Chanyeol follows you. You only share one bottle with Chanyeol, you shouldn’t be drunk on the second day you have vision.

“Where should we go next, Yeowang.” Chanyeol pushes you across the busy street.

“Take me to your house.” You say. “I want to meet your mother right now.”

Chanyeol was shocked when you said that.

“Are you sure? The house is small and won’t be to your liking since I know your use to mansions and maids and-”

“Take me there.” You say, looking at him. “Or I will get out of this wheelchair, hurt or not, and physically make you take me there.”Chanyeol just rolls his eyes, smiling and takes you to his house.

“I’ll take your wheelchair up first, then come back for you.” Chanyeol says, already making his way to the roof of the building.

You sit on the stairs and examine the neighborhood. Mostly apartment buildings placed right next to each other, small roads, there is a bus stop almost every four blocks, cars were parked on the streets, this was a lower class neighborhood. At your neighborhood, the houses were very distant from each other, there were bus stops every 8 blocks and the roads were bigger, you would find taxi’s everywhere and cars were parked in garages or in the owner’s property. Chanyeol came back down the stairs.

“Now, which way should I get you up, piggyback, or the way I carried you to the infirmary, bridal style hehe.” Chanyeol smirks.

Before you answer, Chanyeol just carries you bridal style to the roof. You laugh and let him. His mother was hanging up clothes to dry at the top, she didn’t notice the first time Chanyeol came up, or the wheelchair placed to the side. She turned around and saw you in Chanyeol’s arms and a huge smile grew on her face.

“Chanyeol! You finally have a girlfriend!” She says. “Put her down so I can see her clearly.”
His mother puts on her glasses, expecting Chanyeol to just simply put you down to stand, but he doesn’t. She just then notices the wheelchair as Chanyeol puts you down.

“She’s just a friend. She’s the one who got you you’re handphone.” Chanyeol explains.

“Annyeonghaseyo, I’m Do Eunsoo. I’m home, mother.” You say smiling.

“Omo. THE Do Eunsoo? Wow, it’s an honor.” Chanyeol’s mother bows. “You bought me my phone? That’s way too generous and thoughtful. Thank you so much. Please come in.”

You, Chanyeol and Chanyeol’s mother talk a lot, eat ramen and laugh. A strong bond was made. On the other hand, his mother forgot to mention to Chanyeol that the loan sharks were going to be searching for them tomorrow. She was too distracted. Your phone rang.

Caller ID: Driver

“Yeoboseyo?”
Do Eunsoo-shi. Where shall I pick you up to take you to your therapy class?

Crap. You forgot you had to go to therapy class. You give the driver Chanyeol’s address and he came immediately.

“I’m sorry I had to leave like this.” You say to Chanyeol’s mother.

“Please come back anytime Eunsoo-ah, you’re always welcome.” She says.

The driver comes up and takes your wheelchair. Chanyeol then lifts you up, bridal style once again, and carries you to your car.

“First thing in the morning, I’ll call you. You better pick up Yeowang.” Chanyeol says through the window.

“Eo. I promise.” You smile and do the Korean promise pact with Chanyeol.

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The driver gets out of the car and pushes you into the hospital, where the therapy class was. There, many people with different injuries with warm, welcoming smiles glare at you. You spot someone you’d never think would be at something like this. Kim Jongin. The driver puts you next to Kai and whispers in your ear.

“Your brother wanted me to pass this message to you.” He hands you a paper.

“You can leave. Thank you for taking me here.” You say.

The driver bows and leaves.

You read the letter.

Eunsoo-ah,

Come and sleep with me tonight, you’re rooms not ready yet. By the time you get home I might be asleep, so I’m just warning you. Father and Mother went overseas for business. It’s lonely over here, come quickly, I’m lonely…

With lots of love,
Kyungsoo

You sigh. Father and Mother are gone again. At least they won’t know what Kyungsoo did to me. If they found out, he’d be dead. Literally.

“Yeowang. What are you doing here?” Kai says.

“You think I want to be here?..... What else, my father.” You smile.

“Are you okay? I never got the chance to personally ask you.” He looks into your eyes, deeply.

“Are you saying you’re worried about me?” You tease and he immediately breaks the stare.

“No.. I didn’t say that. It’s just that I felt like I was the reason Kyungsoo got worked up.” He admits.

Then you remember… He pulled you in for a hug.

“If that was a way of telling me you were sorry, you’re forgiven.” You put a hand on his shoulder and he stiffens.

He looks at you again and immediately meets yours eyes, noticing you’ve been staring at him this entire time. He opened his mouth, but the instructor began talking.

“Today, we’re going outside and drawing the beautiful cherry blossoms in our orchard.” She says and hands everyone a drawing pad.

A nurse was about to take your wheelchair outside, but Kai blocked her way and takes you instead. He takes you to a grassy area, where cherry blossoms were in a circle and he stops right in the middle of the circle. He helps you sit down on the grass and moves your wheelchair out of the way. You sit across from each other and begin drawing.

“It’s beautiful.” You say, drawing for the first time in eleven years.

“Gorgeous.” He replies.

After an hour, you finish your drawing and watch Jongin draw. The way his hair moved with the wind, his angle his hand is when he draws, his lips, so plump and soft looking. And his eyes moving from the paper to… you.

“What you drawing?” You suspiciously ask.

“Cherry Blossoms, what else.” Kai replies.

“Let me see it then.” You smile and reach over to take his drawing pad.

He pulls back.

“If it’s ONLY cherry blossoms, why can’t I see?” You tease.

“Because I just don’t want you to see it yet.” Kai tries to hide the truth, but you both know, you know he’s drawing you. You just had to get him to admit it.

He gets up and was about to walk away, but you grabbed his shoe, making him fall.

“Yah!” He says and comes towards you.

You stand up and try to get away, but your foot wasn’t fully mended. You fall backwards and Kai moves quickly to save you, dropping the drawing pad on the floor. He holds you in his arms like the bridal style without the leg part and both hands. Your faces were face two inches apart. You felt his heartbeat accelerating with the hand that was on his chest. You raise an eyebrow and smile. You push him up which made him fall backwards the other way. You sit down and grab his drawing pad.

(You’re sitting in the middle very close up tho)

You’re eyes widen.

“K-Kai-ah. You’re imagination is incredible. Is that… me?” You ask.

He sits up, hands placed behind him and he leans on them, with one leg bending. He nods, shyly. You go towards and and hug him. He loses balance and falls backwards with you. He hugs you back, cheeks as pink as the cherry blossoms. You just lay there and fall asleep in his arms.

You wake to up finding yourself in the arms of Kyungsoo in his bed. The clock says “3 am” and you’re eyes widen.

What happened?

Notes

There's a lot that happened in this chapter... not to mention the CHANSOO AND KAISOO (Eunsoo not kyungsoo) FEELS LMFAO if you get what I mean.... Find out what happened that night in the next chapter... won't keep you waiting too long...

~Alexis Thao