Forbidden Love

Cured

It's been a while now, 3 months to be exact, and Jongin's arm was already feeling better.

He was afraid to tell Jihyo, she might really kick her out. He doesn't want to go back to his own "home."

"Joh-eun achim Jongin-ssi!" Jihyo happily greets.

"Ah, to you too." Jongin monotonely says.

"Aish! Why are you like this so early in the morning? Be more lively!" Jihyo says.

"I'm all better now." Jongin nonchalantly says while waving his cured arm.

"Ah." Jihyo slowly lets out as she tries to process what the kid just said.

Now that he's cured, she can easily kick her out without feeling any guilt. But.. she can't seem to do so.

Jongin thought he just saw her frown for a little bit. Can't he just hold onto that hope that she felt something in those three months as well?

"I guess you can go home now." Jihyo says, walking to the kitchen without making any eye conact with her student.

"Won't you be lonely by yourself?" Jongin says without knowing it.

"I was fine then before you came here with your stupid condition." She says, but she didn't mean it. She was just left shocked after it came out of her mouth. She just didn't want to hurt herself any longer. If the guy was going to leave her, might as well do it this early.

"Araso, have a nice day seosaengnim." Jongin turns cold and walks out of her house, phone in hand.

Who was he joking? That old woman would never feel anything towards him as long as Jongsuk is around.

He slammed the door close and searched his contact list for somebody who can give him a ride. He winces as he sees the name of the only person who wasn't working on Saturdays.

He unwillingly presses the call button, and it hasn't even rang once and the call was accepted.

"Yoboseyo Kai-ssi?!" Chanyeol's loud, excited voice says.

"Yoboseyo." Jongin sighed, "hyung, I was wondering if you can pick me up at ahjumma's house and give me a ride ho-"

"Ofcourse!" Chanyeol cuts in, "wait, let me just put my shorts on."

"Araso." Jongin answers and ends the call.

Chanyeol is an obsessed fan of Jongin's, he sometimes liked the thought of being worshipped like a king. But sometimes, Chanyeol goes overboard.

-

"Welcome home young master." Albert, the butler, greeted while bowing 90° to Jongin.

Jongin nodded, "is abeuji home?"

"Dae." The butler answers, and even without orders from his youmg naster, he goes and call the old man of the house.

His 48 year old grandpa was walking speedily towards him.

"Jongin~" he called out his grandson's name in a very warn way while hugging him.

"Dae, Jaesuk-abeuji." He says, patting the old man's back. "Let's eat breakfast?"

Jaesuk nods and they walk to the dining room together.

As they were putting food on their plate, Jaesuk was itching to ask so many questions.

"Sooo.." his grandpa awkwardly starts, "Did you bring her with you?"

Jongin almost choked on his food, his anger for feeling like a fool for even having feelings for Jihyo went away. He always liked his grandpa's company. He was a carefree old man.

"Grandpa, she's not my girlfriend." Jongin flatly states, smiling a heartbreaking smile.

"Aish! I specifically said, bring her home with you. I said the girl, not a girlfriend." Jaesuk was annoyed, stuffing his mouth with fluffy pancakes.

"Hal-abeoji." Jongin chuckles. "Maybe next time, okay?"

"Araso," Jaesuk sigh disappointedly, "do you plan on going on Friday?"

Jongin places his fork down, remembering something. Friday was the day when the annual party happens. The party was always a farewell to his parents, who will be away for exactly half a year.

"Should I?" Jongin asked for help from his grandpa.

"You should! Bring her as your date." Jaesuk happily says.

Jongin could only laugh. It wasn't another one of his grandpa's plan in attempting to make things better between him and his parents, but to meet Jihyo.

"Araso hal-abeoji." Jongin says, he could never win against his grandpa's stubborness.

-

DING DONG~

Jihyo jumps up from her seat and opens the door quickly, expecting it to be Jongin who came back.

He was quite angry earlier, even slamming the door. Jihyo got scared, and confused. She didn't know if she did something wrong or what.

She had a big smile on her face but...

"Annyeong!" Jongsuk happily greets, but sees the smile from Jihyo's face turn into a frown.

"Oppa..." she tried to force back a smile.

"I don't think I'm wanted here." The doctor sadly states, turning around to walk away.

"Andwae!" Jihyo grabs his arm and pulls him in, "oppa, how did you get to do a surprise visit?"

"Ah, it's my lunch break right now." Jongsuk smiles.

When it isn't school days, Jongsuk works for a nearby hospital.

"O-omo, is that food?" Jihyo points to some paper bags in Jongsuk hands.

And he nods, placing it on the dining table. He takes out the bowls while Jihyo was getting some spoons.

"Jjamppong!" Jongsuk happily chants.

The newly obtained smile on Jihyo's face slowly disappeared again as she looked at the bowl of noodles.

"What's wrong?" Jongsuk worriedly asks.

"Ah, jjamppong is Jongin-ssi's favorite snack, oppa." Jihyo mindlessly shares, clutching the chopsticks in her hand tightly.

"Oh. By the way, where is that kid? I bought a bowl for him as well."

"I don't know, he went out and slammed the door earlier.." Jihyo said, not knowing that a tear had already slid down her cheek

"That punk." Jongsuk said, anger starting to form inside him.

"Ah! Eottokhae. I didn't mean to!" Jihyo says, quickly wiping her eyes and giving a big smile towards Jongsuk's way. "Let's eat oppa!"

They both sat down, eating noodles. Even though Jongsuk had a hard time enjoying his food because of his anger at Jongin, he didn't show Jihyo.

-

Somewhere in a rich family's mansion...

"I think he's taken a liking to her." A woman says while looking at pictures of their youngest child.

"What do you want to do?" His man asks, twirling his glass of whiskey.

It took time for the woman to answer. Fixing her skin-tight dress and patting the bun on her head, before placing her hands on her hips and saying,

"Let's see if she comes on that day, and then we'll start planning what to do."