Just Give Me Your Smile (Daesung)

Chapter 4

I plopped onto my bed groaning. This wasn't exactly my day. My hair was ruined, missed the bus on the way to work, and now I have a sort of 'blind date'!

Sadness and anger coursed through my veins as I sat up in bed hastily and fell back from dizzy-ness. I gripped my head tightly to steady myself. Once the dizzy-ness stopped I slowly stood up from my bed. I walked over my mirror and started to laugh.

A knock emerged from the door and my laughing ceased. The door opened and I peeked my head out my door and Samantha gave me an odd look. "Why did you knock?" I asked strangely.

She looked away embarrassed. "I just wanted you to know I was here before I came in." She shrugged lazily. Then she went to her room without another word. Though she cast me a strange look.

I sat on my bed thinking of what to do for dinner. In laziness I stood and went to the kitchen and started a pot of ramen after washing my hands. The only thing is that this was homemade not store bought. I began with making dough. That took about five minutes. Next I rolled the dough which took ten. I cut the dough into strings. I started a pot of water. I seasoned the dough and left the room. ((That's not how you make it though if I'm close then yay! I just made that up off the top of my head... ^^'))

I added the noodles a while later and waited for everything to be ready. I added my little touches and set the small table with rice and different kinds of meats as side dishes. "Samantha! It's time to eat!" I screamed so she would hear me.

She ran out before I finished my sentence. "Ooh! Ramen!!" She licked her lips. "Alex I hope you know that you should have been a chef rather than a hair dresser. Speaking if jobs... What happened while you were at yours?..." She probably meant my hair. I laughed nervously. "Well you see..." I started rubbing the mistake.

She laughed and pointed her spoon at me. "Janice. Am I right? She's been torturing you ever since you started working there." I flushed and looked down. "Uh yea..." She sighed scooting to me.

She smiled at me and put a hand on my shoulder with a serious look that intimidated me slightly. "Alex, you can't let them push you around like this." She sighs as she rubs my back in a motherly way.

I nodded like I always would. "I know but you know I can't help it..." I drifted off looking at the tan ceiling. It was interceding to look at though. The ceiling wasn't especially high but I couldn't reach it.

She continued to talk but I didn't really want to hear it. It was pep talk but I wasn't in the mood so I thought about BigBang's Taeyang's Wedding Dress. That was pure beauty in the form of music.

She sighed seeing how I wasn't paying attention to her anymore. She ate her ramen in silence as I did. We didn't look up and as soon as I finished I put my bowl in the sink for her to wash when she finished. Afterwards I went to my room.

I sat down on the edge of my bed putting my chin in my hands. Sighing I pulled out my music and plugged my wars and listened to the song that plaqued my head, Wedding Dress by Taeyang. It's beauty made me cry every time.

Niga geuwa datugo

Ttaeron geu ttaeme ulgo

Himdeureo hal ttaemyeon nan huimangeul neukkigo

Amudo moreuge mam a-a-apeugo

Nijageun misomyeon tto damdamhaejigo

Niga hoksina nae maeumeul alge doelkkabwa

Arabeorimyeon uri meoreojige doelkkabwa

Nan sumeul jug yeo

Tto ipsureul kkaemureo

Jebal geureul tteona naege ogil

Baby jebal geuui soneul japjima

Cuz you should be my Lady

Oraen sigan gidaryeo on nal dorabwajwo

Naega ullimyeon ije neoneun

Geuwa pyeongsaengeul hamkkehajyo

Oneuri oji ankireul

Geureokena maeil bam gidohaenneunde

Nega ibeun wedding dress

Girl nega ibeun wedding dress

Nega anijiana wedding dress

Oh nega ibeun wedding dress

Oh No~

Nae mameul mallajiotdeon

Nega neomu miwoseo

Gakkeumeun nega bulhaenghagil nan baraesseo

Imi nae nunmureun da ma ma mareugo

Beoreutcheoreom honja neoege malhago

Maeil bam geureoke buranhaetdeongeol bomyeon nan

Ireoke doelkkeoran geon aranneunjido molla

Nan nuneul gama

Keuchi eomneun kkumeul kkwo

Jebal geureul tteona naege ogil

Baby jebal geuui soneul japjima

Cuz you should be my Lady

Oraen sigan gidaryeo on nai dorabwajwo

Naega ullimyeon ije neoneun

Geuwa pyeongsaengeul hamkkehajyo

Oneuri oji ankireul

Geureokena maeil bam gidohaenneunde

Nega ibeun wedding dress

Girl nega ibeun wedding dress

Nega anijiana wedding dress

Oh nega ibeun wedding dress

Oh No!

Budi geuwa haengbokhae

Neoreul ijeul su itge

Nae chorahaetdeon moseupdeureun da ijeojeo

Birok handonganeun

Na jugeul mankeum himi deulgetjimaiha no oh

Neomu oraen siganeul chakgak soge

Hollo babocheoreom saratjyo

Ajik donae geunyeoneun nal bogosae

Hayake utgo inneunde

Nega ibeun wedding dress

Girl nega ibeun wedding dress

Wedding dress shibiki

Oh nega ibeun wedding dress

Oh No!

Tears fell down my face. I could understand his language because I learned it as a foreign language in college. I wiped them away in a hurry. It hurt to hear that story.

I played it again and again laying down in my bed. Soon after I had listened to it more than I should I slipped into as deep slumber.