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Gratefulness~ pt.5

"Past the rough times Now I want to fall asleep in your embrace"

"Should we do something together tonight? All of us three?" Mi-Ok begins when we have sat around the table after cleaning some exces stuff away from our sight. Ba-Bo is laying on the couch and watching a movie, deep in her own little world.
"Mm," I mutter something as I'm staring at the screen of my phone and trying to hide my smile.
But of course Mi-Ok notices it. She leans towards me, close to my face and squints her eyes.
"I'm not sure but... Did Mister G-Dragon contact you?"
I cover my face out of embarrassment and blush immediately. I nod. I show her the message he sent me, saying 'Remember to eat well. Sweet dreams, my lovely princess~ xx' Mi-Ok grins at me and takes a deep breath.
"Ah! Jinjja! What to do with you two..."
I laugh happily and bite my lower lip. It's the first text message he has sent me in a long time. We used to only contact by calling and not too often. 'I will, Ji Yongie~ Take care of yourself <3' Mi-Ok pouts and leans back.
"So, what do you think? We should play games to get to know each other better. We have to get along well, no matter what," she looks at me first and then turns to BaBo's direction.
"Umm," I open my mouth first. She looks back at me surprised.
"I'm so sorry, you are right, but I promised to take care of Ji Yong's apartment. I'm going to have to catch the bus," I make an apologizing face and stand up slowly. Mi-Ok looks at me disappointed and I can see that she would like to ask me to stay but instead she tries to understand how I feel and just smiles slightly and nods.
BaBo lifts her head behind the couch as I get the key and my jacket. She glances at me quickly before letting her head sink back against the pillow.
"There goes our leader again," she says quietly. I just stare at her for a while.
"Would you have played some games if I had stayed?" I ask but I already know what to expect, a careless shrug of a shoulder.
"Right."

After traveling to the nearest bust stop to Ji's home, I plop on his couch again and lay down comfortably.I'm staring at his name on my phone screen for a while, hesitating, before I decide to text him.
'What are you doing..?' I'm biting my lips and moving nervously around.
He answers: 'I'm dreaming about you, of course. :-)'
A wide smile spreads on my face and I grin. He sends me another just right after:
'But why aren't you sleeping already??' I laugh. He does care about me after all.
'It's nice to send you text messages, oppa. Why didn't we do this before?'
'I don't know but we should have done that for sure. It's nice to hear from you. But why are you calling me oppa?'
I frown.
'Why? Should I not?'
He sends me an emoticon that shows embarrassment. 'It's just odd because you're not Korean.'
'But I'd like to be~' I reply and send him back an emoticon that's pouting.
'Please, Minea... B-) I like you to be just who you are and not trying to be something else. Don't ever change. Promise me.' And I sigh, rolling my eyes.
'Okay. You're right. But you are also speaking English and that's not who you are. You shouldn't change because of me either.' It takes him a while to answer my tricky reply.
'Haha~ But it's part of my job. I don't do it just for you'
'And using Korean is a part of living in Korea... But, okay. I understand. :-D'
'You know what?' he just sends me. My eyes begin to feel tired and it's hard to keep them open for much longer.
'What?' I stand up and head to the bedroom, fall on the bed.
'I wish I could kiss you right now.' And I scream silently, more on the inside than on the outside. But I smile widely.
'I wish you could too that too~' And then he sends me a kissing emoticon and I send him a picture of myself sending him a flying kiss with my last energy. And he enjoys it.

The next morning, the first thing I do is to check the news sites. I do it because the first little teaser of our group has been released and it's about BaBo. The picture only shows a shadow of her and some little hints like "The Super Trainee" and "Everyone has been waiting for her". It's so modest like always when YG is involved. I laugh at it. The news sites are all writing about it and the comments are varieting. Some love it, some wonder where the other new girl group is and some compare ours to 2NE1, someone else to iKon and WINNER. There are a few guesses also who the trainee might be. If the shadow picture would have been taken from the front instead of from the side, BaBo's deathhawk would have pretty much told everything. It's her trade mark after all.

At the cafeteria I try to find the other members but BaBo is just leaving and Mi-Ok is nowhere to be seen. I dare to pull BaBo's sleeve.
"Where's Mi-Ok?" I ask her but she just shakes her head and shrugs.
"She never eats here," she says and I frown.
"But I've seen her eating here."
"Maybe. But not anymore. Anyways, it's not my problem. Find her yourself. I have a class now." And BaBo walks away leaving me staring after her.
"Okay..." I mutter silently. I'm not sure what is going on but I'm taking it lightly. Maybe she went to get kimbap, maybe she was busy.

I yawn so deeply as my head hits Ji Yong's pillow again and kick my shoes off over the edge of the bed. The day has been again so tiredsome, especially because of the crazy workout the personal trainer made me do. I get chills even thinking about it. I'm sure I will sleep better than ever. But before that I turn on my side to sniff the fragrance his skin has left and rubbed against the sheets. And I smile by myself, imagining him there next to me.
"Ji Yong, I love you," I sigh silently before yawning again and hiding my hands underneath the pillow, finding a nice warm position.
But then I hear something. It's my phone vibrating inside of my handbag and I'm glad that I realised it because I propably wouldn't have heard the alarm in the morning if I had just left it there. I lousily get up, yawning again, and walk to the chair I placed the handbag on. I dig out my phone and blink a few times before focusing my eyes on the name.
"BaBo?"
We exchanged numbers on the day we first got to know about the group but we hadn't contacted each other even once. I answer her call and frown out of suspicion. Why would she suddenly call me? Did I miss something? Or does she just want to shame me again?
"Is it you?" she just asks rudely but more quetly than I thought would fit the context. I roll my eyes and sit on the edge of the bed, crossing my legs.
"Yeah? It's me, Minea," I sound tired. I can hear her laughing sarcastically a bit and then clearing her throat.
"Guess where I am," she just says and I bite my lower lip as my face turns blacker. Did I really miss something? Like an extra dance class?
"Um, I don't know...?" I mutter.
"Hm," I can hear her smiling again. Don't play guessing games with me, I want to tell her.
"I'm at the hospital," she says and it makes me so confused.
"Hospital?"
"Don't you wanna know why?" BaBo's evil voice asks confidently. I lean my elbows on my knees.
"Yes? Tell me already."
A moment of silence follows and I suspect that she's hiding her laughter or something like that. But then she gets back on line.
"The ambulance took Mi-Ok to hospital because she fainted on the bathroom floor and I couldn't get her to wake up."
I don't know what my reaction is but I start shaking immediately.
"Why? Why? What the hell happened?" I yell and stand up, go to find flipflops to slide my feed in.
"You would know if you spent more time at the dorm, wouldn't you?" she keeps teasing me and it's just making me angry which is so unnecessary.
"Seriously! What the hell?!"
"Okay, okay. I'll tell you. But just for you to know you should learn from this..."
"Say it!!!" I scream loudly. "Which hospital?"

Notes

Sorry I haven't updated, surprise surprise. I have been sick for the past few weeks. But here I am now!
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Teaser for chapter 11

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