"What should I do, I do not understand anything Iseul." She rubbed her face harshly hanging her head low leaning the small dining table.
"First, you need to eat calmly and then we will think about something." Her one and only best friend answered, taking the food out of the lunch box on the plate.
"I'm not hungry, Iseul." Although she cried a lot in her embrace, her eyes were still wet.
"Don't you dare say that, I know you haven't eaten since yesterday." She scolded her, placing the empty food container back on the small counter.
"Iseul!" She pouted in arbitrariness raising her head at her.
Iseul placed the plate on the table in front of her and touched her cheek lovingly saying, "My darling! I am also saddened by Grandma's sudden passing, and I know this is a very difficult time for you." She again started shedding tears at her friend's pure concern.
"Cry, I won't stop you from crying." She spoke again. "But my dear Aabi, my love, grandmother will not come back because of your starving." Aabi looked away with teary eyes.
"You think your torture on this tiny stomach can bring her back?" She asked again and Aabi just shook her head in no.
"So please eat a little." Iseul kissed her hair softly caressing her cheek with one hand while placing the glass of water on the table with other hand. No matter how much Aabi tried, as hard as she could, but she could not resist her love.
"Eat my sweetheart, I made it with a lot of love." She pouted a kiss to her sitting on the other chair beside her.
On her excessively indulging tone, Aabi started eating, but the morsels kept getting stuck in her throat.
She looked at her one and only relation remaining alive on earth which she was always grateful for. Iseul was someone she can trust blindly, yet she was afraid to tell her about the previous night incident. Iseul was not aware of any of it because she was at her hometown with her mother to pay a visit to her grandparents and spend the weekend with them. Aabi was still in dilemma whether to tell her or not, maybe this would be the first ever thing she's hiding from her best friend.
Aabi knew it very well that now only Iseul is all she is having, the one whom Aabi can trust blindly because her love was pure, actually both of them were more than loyal to each other.
There was no artificial flavour of smiles or sugar-coated lies, just pure concern, love and affection for each other which grew more and more with each passing day.
"Can you stay with me tonight?" Aabi asked lifting her head up while eating uninterestedly.
"Yes, of course, I had already told mom that I am going to stay with you tonight, so don't worry." She nodded gulping her bite. "Besides, I'm sorry."
"You don't have to..." Aabi tried to speak but Iseul cut her words, "No, I am, and I mean it... I had to be with you yesterday when you were going through that utter pain and grief all alone, but I was not able to make it yesterday, I never wanted to go to my hometown, but mom forced me, and you know how stubborn she is when it comes to her parents. She's lucky to have them though." She chuckled lightly at the last sentence. "And if I had been aware of all this could happen, I would have never left you alone in this phase."
"Hey, don't say that. I need you now and I have you by my side. This is what matters." Aabi said placing her spoon back on the plate looking at Iseul's worried face. "It's okay nah. I knew that as soon as I call you, you would immediately come to me like crazy, and look, you came as soon as I called."
"And how would I not come? I could not leave you alone at this moment of pain and sorrow." She placed her hand on Aabi's hand which was resting on the table and pressed it gently, making her feel her presence and genuine concern.
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His Keen Desire-A Typical Love Story
FanfictionA simple love story of underworld king Jeon Jungkook and an orphan girl who's been betrayed by her own trusted ones 🔞🔞🔞