It's Okay, It's Love (Spartace FanFic)

Memories Stay

SJH Pov *flashback*
I wake up sleeping on his shoulder, and it's only our first meeting. I apologize, walking off the plane and we go our separate ways, disappointed I'd never see him again. Months go by, and I accept an offer to guest in 'Family Outing'. I near the set when I stare at him, knowing I saw him before, but I wasn't able to recognize him. He looks back at me obviously shocked. He has a cold expression on his face, and muscles bulging from under his shirt. I'm suddenly frightened of him and everything is awkward between us. We approach a mud flat for the mission with a pull up bar sitting in the center. Things were going to get violent. One after another someone falls from the bar, after being pushed and shoved right into the mud beneath them. It was my turn. Mr. Muscles steps forward allowing me to step on his hands to lift me up to the bar. I was taken aback from the gesture, I mean out of all these people why someone so frightening? Nevertheless, I accept the gesture grateful for his help and without any effort, I'm left sitting at the top of the bar alone as Hyori looks up at me covered in mud from head to toe. The mission ends, and I quickly change into dry clothes, happy to feel clean again. My phone vibrates in my back pocket, and I pull it out to answer.

Mom: We're having a guest over tonight. In case you have to prepare for it, it's Kim Jong Kook.
SJH: What?!?

I couldn't believe her!! I didn't even want anything to do with him!

Filming ends just as I begin feeling confident in the variety world and Mr.Muscles stands beside me, as everyone packs up and leaves.

"Come on Ji Hyo! I'm sure you know I'm a guest at your house tonight for some reason." He says shyly walking to a black car. I follow him forcing every step as we begin driving silently to my house. Things are awkward and I'm not sure what to do.
"Oppa-" I say. He looks at me, as I try to find words to say. "Never mind, sorry." And the ride continues silent.

*end of flashback*

I sit up in bed,trying to think about anything to forget about yesterday, and realized all that had changed since then. At a point, I wanted nothing to do with him, eveything was frightening and awkward. Now, I loved him so much. I might be living in a hard way, but love isn't easy, and it never will be. I'm grateful for what had changed, but it wasn't changing anymore. We've gone through hardships, and we'd stick together through anything. That was a promise.