Oasis (A KaiSoo Fanfic)

Chapter 19 | Interlude

As much as I'd love to continue this story from where we left off, I'm afraid there's something urgent that I must pause for. You thought I was going to end the story at your first glance, right? Well, if you did, and even if you didn't, you're in luck because this story is far from over. But I've spent the better part of my day writing this memoir of sorts, and now I have to stop until tomorrow or, if you're fortunate, possibly later this evening because I doubt I'll be able to fall asleep at a decent time.

Now that you know I haven't decided to stop tuning into my story, your mind is probably curious as to what is so important that I have to stop telling you a tragic love story about Cancer and Death and Loss. You see, today is quite and exciting day for me, if you want to classify the opening of my third art exhibit as exciting. I say third because it is my third time wiping out all the previous displayed works of mine and putting up new ones for the public's eye to see. I've spent the whole of my year preparing, organizing, and painting for today, so it may or may not be a long night for me. But if you're up for it, I'll take you with me.

I walk into the gallery to see different workers hanging up the paintings to be seen that evening and my secretary/intern, Luhan, scattering around like a squirrel with its head cut off. He started working for me shortly after arriving in Korea from China, which was right around the time of my second public showcase and when the recognition of my art had become more prominent throughout the city. He was an inspiring art student and I was a lonely painter who lived in a studio apartment all by myself, but I didn't intend on keeping him around for so long. However, seeing as how I didn't exactly have anyone else, I decided to break down and offer him a position as my secretary. He likes to call himself my manager, but I think it's the same difference. So, ever since then, he's been bringing organization to my otherwise dysfunctional and chaotic life.

"No, no, no, no!" he screeches dramatically on his way over to one of the workers. "That goes over there by the light! I told you this three times already, for Christ's sake!" After being scolded, the worker rolls his eyes and sighs before picking up the painting again and carrying it over to its proper home. "Argh, these dimwits!" I watch until he is about halfway across the room and then stroll over to Luhan, who jumps when I put my hands on his shoulders from behind. "Oh, goodness!" he exclaims as he turns around to a grinning me, placing his hand over his heart. "You scared me, Jongin."

"Missed you, too, babe," I say sarcastically, pressing a feathery kiss to his forehead shortly afterward. Oh, didn't I tell you? Luhan also happens to be my lover/boyfriend/person I occasionally like to have sex with. Yeah, it was the generic intern falls for their mentor fairy tale, but we have yet to make anything official. I guess I just don't like labels.

"Ugh, why does it feel like no one is doing their job around here?" he groans, lightly slapping his hands against his head.

"Because you're stressing yourself out, that's why," I reply, gently massaging his shoulders as he exhales. "You need to just take a breather and let them do their jobs. We still have a few hours until it starts, so we can go back fix things after they're done." He just looks at me for a moment and then sighs, nodding his head slowly.

"You're right," he says. "I just need to calm down and maybe take a break." I nod and he hands me his clipboard. "I'm going to go to the coffee shop down the street. You want anything?"

"No, you just get whatever you want," I say, reaching into my back pocket for my wallet. "Here, just don't spend too much, okay? I'm not that rich."

"Yes, sir," he says, mumbling toward the end as he opens it and sees the cash packed inside. He shoves it in his own pocket before leaning up to peck my lips, saying, "I'll be back in ten. Don't miss me too much."

"I'll try," I retort playfully, making him smile a little before walking toward, eventually out, the exit. You're probably saying to yourself, what are you thinking, Jongin? How dare you move on from Kyungsoo, your one true love? Well, you're right. He was my one true love and always will be, but even so, he's not in my life anymore and that doesn't mean I can't have one. After all, isn't that the whole reason he never told me he loved me until it was too late?

But, that's something to save for the end and, like I said before, this movie is far from its end.

A/N

So, obviously, this was a shorter chapter kind of giving you an update on where Jongin is now (present-day), hence it being called "Interlude." I was going to mix in the next past event with this, but I decided that this would be sufficient for now.

Please feel free to leave some comments even though was rather uneventful, I'd still love to read them! Thanks for reading as always, and I will be back on Saturday with more! Bye! :D