I'll Wait

Chapter 20

Dara's POV

I sighed in relief and hugged him, I thought I'll be waiting for more years after Cheondung and he had a little talk privately. I don't really know about that kid anymore. I didn't expect him to grow like that. When we were young I used to carry him at my back but obviously now, it turns out to be the opposite. When we were kids he was so protective.. well, until now he is but some things did change, like his attitude, appearance and more on his height.. psssh, puberty.

"It's my first time seeing you fight like that" Jiyong laughed and went inside our room. I can't move on. It was a total shock for me if you could have seen him! He looked so cool! It was way cooler than when he punched Chanyeol! Why am I even having this kind of thought? What Jiyong did is bad and I should not tolerate it.

But honestly speaking, he really looks so awesome!

He dived into my bed and I puckered my lips. This was supposedly just my room but Mom and brother insisted that we can stay in just one room and not use the guest rooms.

I feel like they're selling me to him uwaaaah, they don't even bother if we share the same room now. I remember when I was in my 10th grade. Mom doesn't really like the sight of me with a guy. She was so overprotective but when I finally graduated from college. She became less strict and I can breathe so much now. Well, maybe that was my reward for being an excellent student and a loyal girl to Jiyong kekekekeekke.

"Mom likes you so much" I hopped in my bed and hugged my pillow. Gawd, I miss my room. I heard that our maids always clean this, like twice a day. Mom wanted me to stay too but I'm in love with Seoul and when I say Seoul that means to Jiyong.

I stood up and went to the bathroom leaving Jiyong outside. My shower feels so nice. The feeling never changed at all. Ah, this house. I don't even know how to delineate our house. At first, it really looks old school. Dad's an old school person so that explains it. Funny cause he built this house or us but he never comes home.

I never had a memory of him here inside the house. Mom only told us that Dad bought the area and built the house for her, for us, his family. When I meet Dad, if we're not in the Philippines then we're in Paris. I don't know anything about my Dad either. I never had a phone call from him from the last 3 years, to be honest, and I wonder if that's still normal. I only got news about him from Mom so I hope he's fine.

Its been tedious too since I've been overseas. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh.

"The water's so nice"

I smiled. I always have this wish after marrying Jiyong, I would hopefully have the courage to ask my Dad why he never comes back to Korea but maybe?? on my wedding day?

Jiyong hugged me from behind while I dry my hair with the towel. He's such a marshmallow.