I FELL IN LOVE WITH A STRANGER

Three: The Most Beautiful Moment In Life

"Breathe in air or dream a dream. Now row the oar with your heartbeat again. Blindly trap yourself in thin judgement. And the sun will set on your life like the court"

"Nami, I'll be leaving for work in a little bit and won't be back till later tonight. Also, there are days that I won't be back until the next day due to some deadlines I'm working on. Is it okay if I text you if I'm coming home or not?

"Oh, of course. I will be texting you throughout the day as well, just so you know what's happening to Minjae," I said.

He smiled at me before he left to go to his room. After 30 minutes, he came out of his room wearing an all-black outfit (black ripped jeans, a black shirt, and a black leather jacket over it). I can't help but admire him; he is very handsome, I must admit. I caught myself with my mouth slightly open while staring at him. I mentally slapped myself, hoping that he didn't notice that I was staring at him. "Snapped out of it, bitch, and stop drooling."

"Minjae, Appa is going now. Behave okay and don't give Ms. Nami a hard time."

"Appa, it's not Ms. Nami, it's Mommy," the little girl protested.

"Oh, ok, don't give your mommy a hard time," he said, then turned to look at me and winked.

I just smiled at him and nodded, but deep inside, I was already whipped. I shook my mind at the thought of him and me; that is impossible to happen while trying to convince myself.

Days turned to weeks, then little did I know three months have passed, and my work at the Min household has become routine. I tried to keep my distance from Yoongi, keeping it professional, but there are days that I can't avoid it. I would catch him staring at me or he would send me random texts that were not appropriate for an employer-employee relationship, but I still ignored them. It's not that I'm uncomfortable with it, I just didn't want to be involved with him if I can since it will be complicated. But I don't think I'm doing a good job avoiding him.

Minjae and I have gotten really close; there were instances wherein Minjae would get sick but would bounce back after a few days. It has only been three months. I am already in love with the little girl. I felt an emotional connection that I can't explain. She is someone that I can't live without, someone that I feel I have to protect, and someone that I can do anything for.

Yoongi and I have become more comfortable with each other; I could say we are good friends now that we can even joke with each other.

FRIDAY
It's the weekend and my days off. I waited for Yoongi to return from work as he texted me that he would be coming back from work to be with Minjae. After a few hours, I heard the front door open, and there was a tired Yoongi coming in with his sling bag. He smiled at me when he came in and kissed Minjae on the forehead. I told Yoongi that I would be leaving early tomorrow morning.
"You know you don't need to leave just because it's your days off. You can just stay here and be with us, or you can just stay in your room and rest if you want to, we won't bother you, but if you have plans, then I won't be stopping you." Yoongi explained

"I'll keep that in mind Yoongi. Thank you"

"So do you have any plans for this weekend?'

"Yes, a friend invited me to"Uhm, a friend invited me to go to Busan for the Rock Festival." I told him

"Oh, I didn't know you liked rock; you should have told me I could have taken you."

"I don't; I like hip-hop better. But this guy who invited me said that I should try it, and maybe I will like it."

"So it's a guy, I see. Who is it? His demeanor changed, and his brows furrowed as if he were upset at something. I was confused by Yoongi's reaction.

"It's Dr. Park; he's from the hospital where I used to work."