(Jeonghyo)

Love Part 1: Stay

It still early in the morning. Well.. Maybe. The clock shows the digit 10 so yeah, it's still early.

A very cute and tiny girl is still in her deep sleep. Breathing softly. Snuggling on her fluffy jigglypuff plushie. It was a gift on her 20th birthday, marks that it was 5 years ago.

Sudden yells and curses from living room somehow succeed to bother the beauty sleep. She groaned, annoyed with all the noises.

Probably her two best friend are watching a thriller movie in the fucking morning, AGAIN. "bruhh.." She rolls on her back and reached out her hand to the other side of bed but met nothing. She realized something..

Beside her, was an empty space. It makes her sad. Suddenly, it feels so hard to breathe. She felt lost all of sudden. One by one, the memories come back. All the happy and sad moments. it suffocate her. She wants to scream. Scream out her name. Is she dreaming? Is she still in her deep sleep?

"I can't lose you. No-no. Please, no! Honey, where are you? Please, where are you?? God, please. Don't take her from me...." she whispered to herself, praying weakly. Eyes tightly closed. The noises.. The loud noises outside, means she's not in her sleep anymore. This is real. The reality slap her hard on face. She's definitely not dreaming. Damn! She's wide awake now.

Quickly, she got down from the bed. Almost mistakenly put on the sides of her indoor fluffy slippers and rushed out to the living room.

"Sana.. Momo.. Whe... Where is.. she..?" her voice was slow as if that question is meant for herself. She ask again, "Where is... Jeong..yeon...?" this time she ask louder than before, but not too loud. Just enough for Sana and Momo to hear her.

Jihyo looks down, her eyes fixed on the floor. The sadness drained through her rather than skating over her skin. It travelled through every cell to reach the ground. As if someone just remove a bullet from a wound on her. They let her sadness come out, it hurts like hell because it is. "Pleaseee, let me know where the hell she is" she begged softly, showing no emotions at all.

Because life has been like roller coaster lately so she don't really know what is right to feel at the moment. 

Sana and Momo stand still. Trying to process what is actually happen. Is the Jihyo in front of them, has returned to her old self? The Jihyo who was suffering after she lost 'her'?

"Jihyo yah..." Sana broke the silence. No answer. "Jihyo yah..." Sana calling out her name once again. "Are you okay, baby?" she continued. "Jihyo" this time, Momo called her out. Firmly, as if to warn her. Her eyebrows lowered and pulled closer together.

Flashback 2 months ago

Jihyo

"Please, don't go" she plead for the nth time. "Baby, I need to go this time. This is the biggest project I ever planned and got approved by dad. Also, the sponsorship though. As selfish as it may sounds, I really can't let this go, baby" Jeongyeon tightening her hands around Jihyo's small waist.

"And you will come with me, baby. We gonna have a short trip after the project is done. We'll go anywhere you want. Sounds like a good plan, right baby?" Jeongyeon persuaded her baby girl so that she will come along with her.

"I have classes. And it's fuckin' two months, Jeongyeon" she huffed in dissatisfaction and cross her hand in front of her chest. She pouted in anger. "Are you trying to look scary now? Try harder, jigglypuff" Jeongyeon teased her. Jihyo ignored her teases. She's too tired after whole day classes. What she need the most now is cuddles with her wifey and sleep.

"Whatever, honey. I just don't want you to go there. I...I... had bad feelings. What if something happen an-nd.. and you leave-" "Baby-" "Jeongyeon, I'm scared! Please...~" she beg. "I... I..I'm sorry. I should support you and go there with you as you ask but... I don't know. I'm sorry, Jeongyeon ah...Pleaseee" her voice weak, begging Jeongyeon the best she can. The tears won't stop. She pull  Jeongyeon closer and hide her face on her lover's chest, inhaling the masculine perfume on her girl.

Jeongyeon

I was speechless. I don't know how to react. I never expect Jihyo to act like this. We fall into silence. It is not long until I felt the girl in my arms, shaking. My front shirt slowly become wet. That is when I know that my lovely girl is crying.

Oh god, what have I done...

"Baby, everything is gonna be alright. Don't worry too much. I'll make sure to come home safe and sound".

After half and hour, I managed to calm her down. Her body stop shaking from hard cry, but she still sniff a little. What a cute baby. I caress her back sofly, whispered only sweet nothing to her. I left small kisses on her black, shoulder length hair. The strawberry scent from the shampoo suit her. I hug her closer, want to cherish this moment so much. Her body slump on top of me before I heard her soft snores. She cried herself to sleep and it is my fault. I hate myself everytime I made her shed a tear.

I can't fall asleep for the whole night. Jihyo's word kept playing on my mind.

"I just don't want you to go there. I...I... had bad feelings...."

It’s already 9:15 when I woke up. I don't remember when did I fall to sleep last night. The bed felt empty.

My eyes roams around the room, trying to see if my tiny angel is there but met no one. Where is she?

I decided to look out for her. So I went out from the room and instantly greeted by delicious smells. I guess she cook something for us. "Hi" I said as I wrapped my hands around her slim waist. She remove my hands gently before asked me to wait at the table. I can see that she still not move on from the deep talk last night.

Gosh, I should do something before I leave for New York. It's roughly 6 hours from now. I do as she said and thought that I better help her with table set up. I finished just on time when Jihyo come to the dining table with a tray full of delicious foods.

I can't wait to eat. A big smile plastered on my face as I know she cooks all these for me so I look up to her, feeling happy and wanted to praise her for her good job but then, I saw the gloomy face. "Baby-" "Lets eat before cold" she cut me off. The breakfast is full of silence. Normally, we both enjoy a silent breakfast but not "this silence".