Chapter 35 (EPILOGUE)

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“Winning team, Blackpink Stealers!” The crowd bellowed.

"damn! I missed his game.” I mumbled to myself as I entered the grounds using Jisoo’s duplicate gate pass. “I missed the most important game of the season.” 

“Oh-oh just look at that. Mr. Football player Kim Jisoo rushes to hug a lady who just entered the ground!” The place became quiet. I looked around and saw Jisoo coming to me. “No other than his better half!” The crowd shouted again.

“We won the game.” He whispered to me. All eyes were on us and I felt it. “Why did you even tell the press about the Mrs. thing. I’m not your wife!”  I pulled away softly. Yeah right, a nice way to answer.

“You’re not yet my wife missy. That time will come.”  I felt goosebumps run over my body. “…you’re still my better half even if you’re just my girlfriend, aren’t you?”  His eyes were joyful but there was something telling me that something was wrong.

“Whatever. Come on, I owe you something.”  I pulled his hand towards the entrance to their room. They had just finished winning a game and all of them were rejoicing. “I just came here to check on you. I didn’t have the chance to watch the game… the train left the station late. I had this very important essay that needed to be finished last night, and I woke up late this morning.” I walked on till we arrived in a vacant room. “I’m sorry.”

I heard the door shut and I faced him. “Oh crap.” I covered my eyes. “Wear a shirt!” He only had his shorts on and the last thing I saw was his act of wiping the sweat on his chest.

“babe, it’s just chest and abdomen. No other thing. It’s not like I have big boobs.” I hear a thud and I suppose he knocked himself in a chair. “You girls should get used to guys doing this. It’s so normal for us. Besides we get used in you girls wearing spaghetti.” Then I remembered I was only wearing spaghetti and baggy pants.

Slowly, I removed my hands from my eyes and looked at him only to be amazed by the built of his body. He was drop-dead gorgeous. He covered his upper body. “I said you get used to it, not stare at it.”

I flushed. “I—I wasn’t staring! I was just—”

He put his shirt over his shoulder and stood swiftly. “You are just in loss for words baby.”  He took my hand and pulled me, but I pulled him back.

“I said I’m sorry.” I couldn’t look at him in the eye because I was so red.

He softly held my chin up to meet him in the eye. “You are beautiful today, aren’t you?”  Ugh. Avoiding the question?

“I said I’m sorry Jisoo.” He didn’t answer and I knew that he was kind of disappointed because I missed the game of the season. “Come on. Don’t be too hard. I’m yours the whole day.” Then a smile appeared on his face.

“Great!”  He hugged me and his shirt fell on the floor. Good thing his sweat dried off already.

“You are not mad, are you?”

“Am I supposed to be mad even if I have my girlfriend with me the whole day? I’ve missed you so much. I haven’t seen you for like years!”

“Jisoo, two weeks.”

“Whatever.” He gave me the kid-like grin again. “I am just so excited about this day!” He neared my face and our noses were touching. “Apology accepted.”

His lips and mine were almost touching when a guy pushed the door. “Let’s celebrate!” The guy was Lisa and he held champagne in one hand and a football in the other. The other football team members were behind him.

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