Destiny ┆Joo Seok Kyung ✗ Han Seo Jun

11

"Take me with you", Seokyung whispered silently. Her broken feeble voice made me feel awful. 

I carried her and took back to my apartment. Although I was skeptical if she could adjust in my apartment which is not-so-spacious, I still decided to stay with her. She wasn't safe in her dorm. Looking at how a father could beat up his own child so brutally, I was disgusted. Her bruised face and blood trickling down her nose made me think about her relationship with her dad. But again, a person who grew up without a dad couldn't judge this situation. For sometime I felt like having no dad is better than having someone like Joo Dan Tae as father. 

Back at my place, she sat on my couch and looked around. " It is small, isn't it?", I tried to strike up a conversation while I dressed her wounds. Squeezing antiseptic on my finger, I slowly dabbed the cream across her wound on her cheek and below her lips. She didn't even flinch as if she was used to it.

Does it hurt? No, not at all. She was trying to keep up a smile at all times trying to hide how she was feeling. But her eyes, they couldn't lie. We didn't talk much after that. I helped her get up and put her down on my bed. She didn't say anything. I left my bedroom after putting a blanket on her.

I laid on the couch with my left hand behind my head. I didn't have any thoughts at that moment but couldn't process a single thing that happened. Meeting her at the rooftop, eating tteokbokki at 2am then meeting her at the convenience store, kissing her under the rain, working at the same café, the whole Park Jae-on thing, Joo Dan Tae hitting Seok Kyung , staying with her at the hospital , driving her back to her place and finally bringing her to stay at my place. So much had happened and my emotions have had a hell of a ride. I like her but I'm not sure how does she feel. Before sometime, I couldn't stop thinking about her. But now, every thought of her is followed by Joo Dan Tae. I don't even know him but I'm sure I haven't ever hated anyone more than him.

Few days has passed and everything is going back to normal. Seok Kyung is feeling much better. We usually don't spend much time together. She goes for her morning shift at 6 and returns at 7pm. Meanwhile, I go to my nightshift at 8 and return early in the morning. But the time we are together, I try my best to make her less sad. 

Sometimes, she has nightmares. She tells that she sees her mom and it scares her. I don't know much about her family and neither does she knows mine. But slowly, we are opening up with each other. Seok Kyung has completely changed. We went to see a psychiatrist and she has PTSD. She doesn't smile as much, talks as much nor shows much response to anything at all. She rarely went out other than work.

The girl who wore her heart on her sleeves now had turned quiet and silent. Still so, my love for her is very intact. I still am amazed with everything she does and everything she is.

I took a shift off. I wanted to spend time with her. Both of us being busy with work had brought a gap between us. The spark that had existed, or at least I felt, was no more. I asked her to get ready and then rode off to Incheon together. 

There is this... silence, like a beautiful embrace between us. The air that comes through the car's window is warmer than I thought it might be at this time of night. Lights from above is
covering every inch of the vast sky and in the middle, were us. 

"It feels so nice", Seokyung said. Yes it does, I replied.

After reaching to a big meadow with a small river, both of us sat down. In the expanse of soft grass, it felt as if time and space are one thing, that rolls through the ages as much as to the horizon. Inhaling the crisp air, we gazed the starry moonlit sky in silence.

"The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?", Seokyung murmured under her breath. I can see her face lit with the moonlight as if it is the only thing that exists at that moment. I turned around to face here. "Yes it is....very beautiful.", I whispered back.

Thankyou Seojun, she suddenly said. Thankyou for everything. For being with me, coping with me, taking care of me and bringing me here today. I am so happy. Truly. Her pretty eyes were turning teary. She slid her hand over mine and stroke it. Laying on the grass, she put her head on my lap. I stroked her hair gently and caressed her cheek.

I've been wanting to say something to you. Hm.. what do you want to say? I ask her.

I love you Seojun, I truly do.

I was taken aback. My heart started pounding. I was delighted that she felt the same as I did. I love you too Seokyung, I always have, I mumbled. 

I firmly pulled her body against mine and I brushed her lips. Staring into her eyes, I lightly slid my tongue across her bottom lip. She drew a deep, staggered breath in response to the wave of heat she felt flushing through her. She smiled. Then, I softly kissed her. She lightly swept my tongue between her lips, pressing her warm, soft lips to mine. That moment felt like an eternity and both of us felt alive in a long time. 

(listen to this as you read below, trust me yeoreobun)

We talked for a very long time, tracing the stars above our head. She told me about her family, her two moms who look like each other her twin brother and apparently her twin sister who is no more. I told her about Suho, Jukyung , my sister and my career as an idol. Then I sang to her as she drew circles on my hand with her fingers. Slowly, she drifted off smiling , on the grass beside me. We stayed there till 3 in the morning and drove back home, feeling home.

I took a shower and then turned on some music to go to sleep on my couch. I walked in my bedroom to get my earphones. Seokyung was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking outside at the sky, still dark. She was wearing a loose satin dress with thin straps that clearly flexed her beautiful shoulders and collarbone. I gasped at how breathtaking she looked.

I slid my hands up her shoulder and cradled her face with my hands. Then, I passionately kissed her, tickling her tongue with mine. She sucked on my neck, gently, as though she was sampling nectar on a delicate petal. Then, with an intense urgency, I dipped my tongue past her lips, caressing her tongue with mine. I felt fluttering inside. My body craved her. A shallow hum escaped from within her in response to how she was feeling. I could feel her body responding to mine. She was breathing heavier which was making me want her even more. The tidal wave of lust churned in, as we slowly melted onto each other with every passing second.