Beyond The Kiss | JoongDunk

Six: Famous Ship

"Here goes the celebrity! You're viral again, Dunk!" Milk cheered as soon as I opened the apartment door.

I ignored her and flopped onto the couch, feeling the exhaustion hit me hard. I stared at the ceiling, totally lost and confused.

Is he really serious about me? I massaged my temples and closed my eyes for a second.

I've got so much on my mind right now, but I'm still wondering. Why did he choose me? He's so famous and handsome, why would he pick someone as messed up as me? There are so many others out there who are prettier than me.

I opened my eyes at the sound on the table. It was a glass of water that Milk placed before sitting in the chair across from me.

"What's the problem?" She gently asked.

I sighed heavily and slowly sat up to face her, debating whether I wanted to tell her.

Milk noticed my hesitance. She placed her arms on her knees as she slightly leaned her body forward. "You know you can tell me everything, right? I won't judge you"

I can see how genuine she is, so I guess I'll just tell her. I'll go nuts if I keep thinking about it.

"Joong is driving me crazy." I paused as I looked away, thinking about his proposal earlier. "I don't know what he wants from m-"

"You" Milk interrupted causing me to look at her, stunned.

"He likes you, Dunk." Her lips curled up. "What's not clear about it?" Milk tilted her head, confused.

"Milk, look at me. I'm a mess. I'm skinny, my hair is tangled, I look lifeless, and yet..."

"He still likes you," she interrupted. "He likes you even when you don't feel pretty. Isn't that amazing?"

My breath caught up in my throat. I don't know what to say anymore.

I looked at her, clearly troubled by what was happening. "Khao hurt me so much. I don't know if I can love again."

Tears started flowing from my eyes. "I'm scared," I admitted, nervously playing with my fingers.

I heard her sigh deeply before she stood up and moved to sit beside me. Her presence was calming, even in my turmoil.

"I understand, but," she paused, making me look at her. Her eyes were filled with empathy.

"You deserve to be happy too. Maybe Khaotung is already happy now while you're still here, mourning over your past relationship."

She slowly placed her hand on mine, her touch gentle and reassuring.

"I'm not saying you should do the same, but maybe dating Joong will help you forget him," she suggested softly.

I frowned, the worry in my heart bubbling up. "What about Joong's feelings? He might hope that I'll love him back," I said, my voice tinged with concern.

I knew it could be good for me, but what about Joong? I didn't want to be cruel; I didn't want to give false hope. Hurting someone else's feelings was the last thing I wanted.

"But he's the one who said he's willing to be a rebound. He knows what kind of relationship he's getting into," she held my hand tighter, making me glance down at our joined hands before looking back into her eyes.

"Besides, I can see how serious Joong is about you because he's never done this before. You're the first, Dunk. That's why so many are jealous and angry at you. That's the effect you have on him. If he truly loves you, he'll wait for you to move on, and maybe along the way, you'll grow to like him too," she stated, her words making my heart beat faster.