Catch Me (Eugene Lee Yang)

Seven

"She's Y/N. My coworker..... and girlfriend."

Whaaaat? Since when did you become his girlfriend?

"Really?" Juliette asked with her brows arched. She looks pleased and it seems like she's heard a really good news.

"Yes. She's my girlfriend." Eugene replied. His arms encircling your waist. Pulling you closer to his side. His other hand held yours. Once again, you felt those thousand little sparks. When will you ever get used to those feelings?

"Oh, that's nice. I'm Juliette. Nice to meet you." She said as she reached out her hand to you. She looks genuinely pleased.

There's nothing you can do but take it. "I'm, Y/N. It's nice to meet you, too." You smiled at her.

"Well, it's been great to see you again, Eugene. And it's nice to know that you have a girlfriend now. But Luke and I have to really go. We have an appointment with our wedding planner."

They're getting married. You felt Eugene's grip on your hand tightened.

"Oh, now that I told you that, I might as well invite you to our wedding. Do you want to come?" She asked.

It took a minute for Eugene to respond.

"Alright, we'll go." Eugene replied.

"That's great! Okay then, bye for now. I'll send the invitations maybe a couple of months from now." She said as she turned to Luke. And the guy looked at his fiancee with so much love in his eyes. It kinda made you feel like you're watching a really sweet scene from a movie. "Let's go now, babe." She said as they went their way.

Eugene just stood there staring at the disappearing figure of the couple. While you stood by him with deep thoughts. Like What really happened between them? Why does Eugene seem like he was hurting now?

You still were deep in thought when Eugene gently nudged you. "Hey. C'mon, let's go back to the office now." He said as he loosened his grip on you.  He led the way back to the office. And as you were following him, you couldn't help but notice the change in his mood.

Tell me where it hurts Eugene. And I'll do my best to make it better.

~*~*~

The next morning, you woke up to someone ringing your doorbell. "Whhaaat?" You covered your head with your pillow but it didn't help. And the ringing still isn't stopping. It was a sunday, so it means no work for today. And it's the the only day you get to sleep the longest. And of all the days, why would someone pick this day to disturb your sleep? You were agitated.

After five more minutes and that someone doesn't seem to stop ringing the doorbell, you finally stood up. Not really caring how messy you looked like, you went for the door.

"This better be important." You murmured to yourself as you turned the doorknob. "What do you want?" You asked the person who doesn't seem to know when to stop ringing the doorbell. You were still on your pajamas.

"Goodmorning, Y/N." The voice sounded like it belonged to Eugene... You rubbed your eyes to focus on that person and you were right. Eugene stood there on your doorstep. Looking dashing as ever. You were initially shocked and out of it, you shut the door on his face.

What's he doing in here? You asked as you were fixing your hair. You smelled your breath. Phew. So you dashed to your bathroom and gargled with water. You washed your face quickly and went towards the door.

You opened the door once again. "Hi Eugene. It's so early. What are you doing here?" You asked him.

"Well, I thought you might want to go out today?" He said while smiling.

"Oh, okay. Just let me take a quick shower. Come inside." You motioned him to enter your apartment.

"Your apartment looks good." He said as he sat down your couch.

"Thanks. And yours look nice, too." You complimented him.

He took a framed picture of you that was taken on your graduation day. It was sat upon a table.

"You look cute in here." He said.

"Just in that picture?"

"No, you still look cute now. And you've grown into a pretty woman."

"Thanks." That's it, you felt blood rush to your cheeks.

"You look really cute when you blush." He said. You felt so good hearing those compliments from him.

"Okay, okay. I'll just get myself ready. What were you planning to do anyway?"

A/N: Thanks for reading! :)