Lilly in the grey

Dear Fianceé

2 years later,

"Kim Jisoo seen on airport after finishing photoshoot for Vogue. The 26-year-old actress had recent hit with new drama and has been nominated for best actress in Blue Dragon Awards. Fans are sending wishes on social media, remarking on her indelible performance. Congratulations to JISOO!" 

Jisoo traced the path to the exit. Roars of a massive crowd at front rang in her ears. As soon she stepped into the aisle amid the brimming mass, their shouts of her name rose in pitch. Camera flashes thwarted her vision though now she had far fewer troubles in adjusting than earlier. 'JISOO!', 'Jisoo, look here,' 'I love you!', 'What are you willing to do now?', 'How was your shoot?'

Jisoo thumbed up to all these chirpings, showing some finger hearts and waving back. A call vibrated her phone then. She gestured to bodyguard aside to pick it up. After plopping down inside her lavish van, the bodyguard whispered, "Mam," and handed her phone. The caller was none but him. 

She bent aside and said under breath. 

Jisoo: So now you remember me, huh?

Namjoon: I think you are the one who has been away for a week. When are you coming? I can't wait longer.

Jisoo: Just went inside van. 

Namjoon: Make it fast else I will fly to you. 

Jisoo giggled as her cheeks burned red. Even after 2 years of togetherness, she turned coy with his adorable nagging. Some minutes or so, Namjoon. Then we will reconcile and quench the thirst in my heart for your sensation. 

Her van zoomed through the sparkling roads of Seoul. The atmosphere looking busy like her routine now. Like she predicted in past, public demanded her face, her presence in every hot gossip, sometimes wearing nerves down. But to pay the price of fame, her effort had to persist. It was true that known figures often perish in love life. But their story was different. Although, they did encounter adversities whether owing to physical distance or meagre disputes, they believed in the strength of their thread. And that thread grew more and more tighter along the passage of time. 

She stopped before her destination and rapped the door. No response welcomed her. Namjoon was supposed to be inside. She pounded louder, impatience wrecking her. Still, none appeared. Jisoo writhed the doorknob to find it open. She penetrated and scoured for him. "Namjoon? Where are you?" Wonder settled over his absence when a hiss caught her ears from the kitchen. "Nam?" She hurried to the kitchen to see him holding his finger beneath the tap. Seasoning mix splattered over the stove and the seared chicken on the pan reeked of stagnant odour. 

Jisoo's brows lifted in horror, a painful breath winded out from her mouth. Rushing near him, she seized his palm and caught the blatant burn wound of his fingertips. He relucted and intended to pull back but her grip was intense. "What the hell were you doing?" she snapped. 

He gulped hastily. "I tried to make chicken for you. But it caught fire. I tried to fix it but it burned." He pouted, "I am sorry." 

"I don't care about the chicken. Your fingers.." Jisoo huffed and caressed the reddened skin. "Why do these things?" 

His teeth bit those plump lips. "To give you a surprise. I wanted a grand welcome. But...." 

"It doesn't matter now." She dragged him to his bedroom and applied ointment gently. The genuine care and concern filled him with warmth he was deprived of moments ago. The rear of his lips parted in a subtle smile. "I want you always beside so that you help me from troubles like this," 

"Who is telling I will leave you this easily, huh?" she mockingly retorted. "God sent me to save you from these things you do," Her voice was gentle then. "Can't you do anything neatly?"