Let's Sail [APPLY FIC-CLOSED]

ACT 2 Scene 8

Sunday, June 19

The awkwardness between them seemed to have lessen since their performance yesterday but Love still couldn't seem to totally relax with him in the room. She stole a glance at Kyungsoo who seemed engrossed with some cooking book he found in the library. She wanted to chat. Although she could be quiet as a mouse at times, Love could be a real talkative and right now she needed to just talk. You just say something.

She earned a look from Kyungsoo after she loudly cleared her throat.

Love: So....... (giggles nervously) how was your day?

She face-palmed herself. Really? They had all been together all day and how was your day was the question she came up with?

Kyungsoo: Fine. Yours?

Well, since he asked in return seems to be her question wasn't stupid.

Love: Fine. Just fine.

Kyungsoo nodded and continued reading. Now she knew that the quiet D.O she had seen on tv so many times was really his true personality. They barely talked to each other. After staring at him and realising he wasn't willing to push their conversation any further, she decided to have a conversation in her head. This really made her missed Sunggyu oppa.

Moments later, from the corner of her eye she watched Kyungsoo as he left the room. She took a deep breath. It was like the air in the room just got a whole lot fresher. Her eye caught her jeans, t-shirt and socks lying on the floor.

You see, Love is quite messy girl. She wondered if this was the problem. Kyungsoo was always cleaning after her. She wanted to pick the pile of clothes up, she really did. But the warm sensation of the bed had kidnapped her and the bedsheet had her bind in its claws.

'Later', she thought.

***

Mark cleared his throat for the fourth time, yet Rae wasn't giving him her attention.

Mark: My throat is all dried from all this clearing up I have been doing, still you don't get the message?

Rae: Say what you want to say. You always speak without my permission anyways, so why do need me to permit you today?

Mark was about to respond to that but he decided to let it go.

Mark: I have been intending to ask you.....

He cleared his throat then went silent. On the other hand, Rae was dying of curiosity. What did he want to say? Mark has never been one to go out of words. When he spoke, his words flow. This made her even more curious. Though she wanted to pretend not to care, she heard herself asking.....

Rae: What? You getting shy around a girl?

Mark laughed.

Mark: You wish.

Rae: Then speak up, curiosity is killing me.

As she said that, a wave of relief washed over her and she found herself getting comfortable with the situation.

Mark: Have you thought about getting married? I mean like, settling down and building a family?

Rae(laughing): I know what marriage means, pabo. (pause) I would admit that the thought has crossed my mind before, but it's a future plan. And by future, I mean the far, far future. I'm not ready for marriage.

She couldn't believe she had just given all that information without fussing with him.

Rae: Why did you ask anyways?

Mark: It's just that, you really looked beautiful as a bride. And all the time, I was watching your performance, I kept wishing I was in Minho's position.

Heavy silence fell upon the room as Rae tried avoiding Mark's intense glance. From the very first day they met, he had been vocal about his intentions. All their housemates knew, and you can bet some viewers are already shipping them. It seems he will make a good boyfriend. One who would adore and shower her with love and affection. So, why was she fighting with every fibre in her to push him away? What exactly was her fear?

***

Kyungsoo entered the room with a jug of water and two glasses on the tray he was holding. When he was in the kitchen, he figured he could bring water upstairs for them both.

Kyungsoo: Here's water if you get thirsty.

He began walking towards the bed to place the tray on the bedside table. He didn't take notice of the pile of clothes on the ground. Before he knew it, he lost his balance from slipping on love's t-shirt. The jug and glasses fell to the floor. Luckily, he took a plastic jug and one of the glasses fell on top of Love's jeans. But the other one wasn't so lucky, it hit the floor and suffered a crack.

Love, seeing the hilarious scene before her, burst into laughter. She laughed so hard, her eyes teared up.

Kyungsoo (mad): I look funny to you?

Love immediately felt the cold bite in his tone. Honestly, she thought it was funny, but that was mean of her. It's all because she didn't pick up her clothes. For all she knew, Kyungsoo could have badly hurt himself.

Love: I'm sorry. Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you need help?

With that she got up from the bed to assist him.

'Here,' she said holding out her hand. Kyungsoo, reached out for it and she tried pulling him up but apparently, the Soo had something else in mind. He pulled her towards him, sending her tumbling over him.

Her laughter became even more hysterical. This time, Kyungsoo was always laughing.

Love: Oh, you are good. Guilt tripping me, only to get at me.

Kyungsoo: Well, it was your clothes that made me fall.

Love was liking this. She was positive the iceberg of awkwardness that had existed between them was being melted.

Love: You need to mop this up.

Kyungsoo: Oh no missy, you go get the mop and start mopping.

Love (wide eyed): What? But...

Kyungsoo: Ah! My wrist. Ahhhhh! It's so painful.

Love: Yea right.

Kyungsoo continued faking his pain. Until Love smacked his head and told him to snap out of it. They both broke into another fist of laughter. Love was liking this side of him, she really wished they could be this way most of the times.