3 Years and Forever [EN- Jay X OC] [EDITING]

Chapter 3: The Moment

Both of them looked up to see two unknown ladies standing before them.

"Are you Park Jongseong?"

Haneul's eyes went to him and he smiled. The same kind of smile she had seen. Jongseong nodded and the ladies squealed.

"We're big fans of yours! Can we take a photo with you?" they asked in unison. "Sure" he nodded again and both of them took a selfie with him.

"Thank you!" they said cheerfully and ran away.

"Wow, I don't know you have this kind of interaction too" Haneul smirked. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Greet by fans"

"Doesn't happen often but I can say I'm quite famous myself" he chuckled a little. "You're quite famous too"

"But I have never been approached by fans" "People only know your pen name. That's why no one recognise you" "Yea make sense"

"Has it been like 10 years? You become an author?" "This year is my 12th year" "Already?!" "Yea I started writing back in my school years" "That's a long journey. And no one know you write?" "Well my family discovered it about 3 years ago. That's the only people who know about it. And I wish to keep it that way"

"Geez and your brother told me about that. I felt like I shouldn't know" "That's understandable since we're getting married. No big deal"

"So you're officially an illustrator?"

"Yeah. Since I like drawing too" "I like your work thought" "You're not trying to be a creep and made a background check on me, right?" "What? No. I came across your artwork while my team came up with a new project. But we didnt choose your artwork since your art style is not suitable for our project at that time" "Understandable"

"What about you?" she asked. "A Chief Digital Officer who also does modeling?"

"It just happened that way" he chuckled, kind of embarrassed. "Maybe because of that top 100 companies ranking thingy. For some unknown reason I was 'recruited' from my image in that magazine"

She laughed. "Are you kidding? That just sounds weird"

"But here I am" he laughed.

After eating, they headed back to the resort.

Jongseong looked at his phone as he received a text message.

"Appa said our things had been sent to the house" he relayed the message.

"Woah" Haneul sat on the bed. "That's great. Tell him I said thank you so much"

"He wants our picture together" Jongseong looked at her. "Though I'm sure omma asked for it"

"Come here" she waved him over. "For?" "I thought you said appa want our picture" "At the bed?" "It doesn't matter right?"

"I guess" he shrugged and sat beside her. They snapped a picture.

"Since our house are ready, when are we going home?" she asked as he was busy with his phone.

"I don't know. It depends. We can stay longer if you want to rest" "Resting for a long time is a great idea... maybe another night. Let's get something for our parents tomorrow"

"And I can take you to the garden we saw earlier" he went to his laptop again. "Go wash up first if you want. I want to do some work first"

Haneul just watched as he began to do his work. 'He's a workaholic' she thought before getting out of bed and into the shower.

Jongseong sat up again and closed his laptop after hours of doing his work. He stretched his exhausted body and his eyes landed on Haneul who was already asleep on the bed. For some unknown reason, he approached her.

'"How do we end up together?" he whispered to himself as he stared at Haneul's calm sleeping face.

'Yup I feel nothing... Why am I trying to know how I feel towards her anyway?' Jongseong made his way to the shower, ready to call it a day.

The next day, the two went to the town. The car stopped and they climbed out of it.

"You're bringing that?" Jongseong saw Haneul bring along her sling bag which he knew was the home for her tablet.

"Yup I want to sketch for a bit. I mean... if you're okay with it" she explained with a smile.

"It's fine. Take all the time you need" he nodded.

"Alright. Thanks"

They went to the entrance and Haneul quickly took a drink and paid them before handing them to him. "Here. While you wait for me"

He was puzzled at first but received it anyway. "Thanks"

They went through the tunnel that revealed a lush colorful field of flowers.

"Woah!" she gasped. Hanuel held onto her bag strap tighter to contain her excitement. "You've been here before?"

"I have" he hesitated to continue. "With your girlfriend?" she asked nonchalantly, which surprised him. She smirked, "I told you it's okay to talk about these things. We're housemates, right?"

"Housemate" he rephrased. He smiled and nodded. "If that's what you want to call it"

"But correction. It's my ex-girlfriend, " he smirked. "Or exes?" she wiggled her eyebrow playfully.

"Oh... uh...." he cleared his throat awkwardly. He knew he was gonna have awkward moments when talking about his exes.

She laughed at his awkwardness.

"It's okay, you can talk to me about it if you want" she added.

"Now" she took out her phone. "Take my photos"

"Me?" but his hand already took the phone. "Yea apparently there's no one around beside both of us"

Now that she mentioned it, he looked around to see only both of them at the beautiful garden.

"Let's go" she called him over from afar. She already walked far in front of him.

For a few hours, they explored the garden full of different species of flowers with Jongseong being the photographer for the day. At the end of their visit, they sat on the patio there.

Jongseong was enjoying the coffee Haneul got for him as he sat a tad far from her. He couldn't help but watch her from the corner of his eyes. To his surprise, instead of sketching on her tab, she took out a sketchbook and stationary from her bag as she sat on another patio. Haneul began to sketch the scenery onto the paper quietly. Her hair messily dances in the wind. He realized, any moment like this would be normal for him to think she looked ethereal.

Yes she is gorgeous.

He paused.

Wait.

Jongseong stood so quickly it made her startled.

"Is everything okay?" Haneul asked, concerned.

"Yup" he took his coffee. "I'm just gonna walk around a little more"

"Alright see you later" she didn't bother to turn to him. And he walked away, trying to distract his mind.