This is the continuation of Superstar: A Taekook Love Story. My first self published story.
Seasons one and two are available in video form.
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I touch the phone disconnect icon in my vehicle as I drive towards the restaurant for my meeting with Jong-woo. I could tell that JB was upset by his call. I didn't hear very much but enough that led me to question what I heard. I probed him further out of concern for him. He told me, had I not overheard part of his conversation, he would not have shared it with me yet. But being face to face with my question he could not lie to me.
I was shocked after he told me about his call with Jungkook. I didn't know what to think or do for like a minute. My mind went blank. Once clarity came back, I just kissed JB on his cheek, told him I'd be fine and that I'd call him when I was done. He nodded and I left.
"Fuck, Jong-woo is my brother. I want to analyze this which I know will only lead to an entanglement of my feelings, so I don't. My next thought is to call my mother. Wrong choice. This is mine to handle and the only one with the answers that I need is Jong-woo.
I was wired and I needed to organize my thoughts and redirect. I'm just grateful that Dr. Jung was available. I feel clear and I know what I'm going to do and say when I see him.
As I enter the café, I see him in the back, sitting in a quiet location. He raises his hand slightly getting my attention. He has a soft smile as I look at him armed with new information, and I see him with different eyes. I search his eyes and see my youngest sister, Rani. How interesting that is, I think. My movements for a brief moment feel awkward. I don't think I would have ever made the connection prior. I love my sisters and I swallow the lump that forms in my throat as I near his table. I did not expect to be overtaken by a connection that is alien to any other that I have experienced before. Dr. Jung told me to expect the unexpected and to let my feelings guide me. I think this is what he meant.
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I take a seat and listen. That is my plan. At the end of my conversation with Dr. Jung, I realized that nothing changes how I feel about wanting to know my sibling. Now I know I have a brother. I still want to know him and now I have more information. Jong-woo is my friend. What better start could there be to a relationship? I choose not to overreact or form conclusions that may be false. Of course, I have questions. But I trust him. He's a cool dude, still. I will not steal his thunder or let him know that I know. As I take my seat, I notice feelings of excitement and joy rising in me. I can see he is anxious. A man like Jong-woo being nervous? Impossible, I would have thought previously. But I also know that anxiety comes when something is important, and we want to do our best. I believe that this is important to him as it is to me. This cannot be easy for him and yes even Jong-woo, my hero, is human. The waiter comes and I order a coffee and he orders a water with lemon.
"I see you still are enjoying your coffee." He sneers and then chuckles.
"Yes, I am. And I see you are still in my business." I smile and add four sugar packets and two creams as he laughs. We are off to a good start, and I am looking forward to hearing what he'll say.
