Faulty Hearts (aka "Tara & Belle") [Dreamcatcher | SuYoo | Sua x Yoohyeon]

Chapter 27 (Partially complete; please read A/N)

Author's Note: Alas, after painstakingly trying to finish this story for almost 4 years, I've finally reached the point where I am no longer motivated or have the interest in continuing this fic. I know I said I would finish this story no matter how long it takes, but so much has changed in the last few years and honestly, I am not the same person I was when I started this. But don't worry, I am fine. I am living my best life right now. It's just that this fic is no longer a part of it. With that being said, this is the final "complete" chapter I will write. The next (and probably last) post will be a summary with snippets of the rest of the story. I didn't want to leave you guys hanging so this was my other option. I just want to thank all of you who read my story and liked/loved it. I especially thank all those who were there since the beginning and have waited patiently for my updates.

As I've mentioned, this chapter is partially complete (esp. toward the end) meaning there are some scenes that weren't fully written out so I will fill them in like a script using brackets [[ ... ]] and in bold. You'll see many of these in the next post.

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Pabo. It's too late.

"Hey glum, why so chum?"

Yoohyeon looked up, meeting with the eyes of a familiar face.

"Well, well, well. We meet again." Handong smirked, red lips curling at the corners.

This time she was sporting two space buns, or rather, mandarins on top of her head. It was a cute look but her face was still sultry and mysterious, her blue contacts now replaced with gray ones.

"Love the new hair color. I almost didn't recognize you." She said.

"Thanks," Yoohyeon replied.

"Woah! What happened to your mouth?" Yoohyeon was asked for the umpteenth time.

"I tripped and hit a doorknob." Yoohyeon lied, which was on brand for her lanky clumsy self.

Handong rolled her eyes. "Try again."

"My lip ring snagged on something." She lied again though it was the most believable lie. She still wondered what happened to her lip ring.

Handong grimaced at the imagery. "Lip ring? I don't remember seeing it last time." She said, unconsciously licking her own lip in the same position. "Well, please be careful. Your face is too cute to be ruined."

Yoohyeon smirked this time. At least they were already acquainted, otherwise, she'd be annoyed by the flirty remarks.

"Anyway, what can I get you–" She trailed off. "Oh, I don't think I ever asked your name."

Right, they've never introduced themselves last time, Yoohyeon realized.

"Rachel."

"Oh, we're still going by English names?" Handong took it for a joke. "Just say you don't want to tell me, that's all."

"But it is my English name." Yoohyeon quipped.

Handong still looked reluctant but she gave in. "Well then, nice to finally know your name, Rachel. You can call me Della." She stretched out her hand, presenting the backside toward Yoohyeon.

Yoohyeon raised her eyebrows. What was she expecting her to do? Kiss it? But she admitted that it was an interesting name but she found her real name even more interesting. She must not be from here she figured. Yoohyeon finally responded with a weak fist bump much to Handong's chagrin.

And here she was back at Club Wonderland chatting it up with the bartender well past midnight. She never thought she'd be back here, especially what happened last time. After slipping out of Bora's apartment this was the closest place before reaching Seoul.