Ji Na
I sat down on the table staring at the two people making a conversation amongst themselves. All of the girls have something to do at night. Hee Ra has some late night rehearsing with Myungsoo on the phone, YiNa, as usual, having a sleepover at SungYeol's house.
JiEun just watching dramas at home alone while her parents go on date nights and I'm now forcing myself to accommodate this bastard while he communicates with my father since dinner time. I have already washed the plates and went to shower but he is still here. When is he ever going to go back to his house??
It is already 10 pm and they are still chatting with each other, how talkative can they even be and since when did they even became so close?? "You played soccer during your high school days?? That's awesome."That's very awesome, Nam Jerk...
"That was a few years ago, abeonim. Now I'm fully focused on musical acting. I want to be an actor after I graduate." Would people even want to see you act?? The ratings would be at a -10% because the directors wouldn't even watch his own work because of a narcissist and self-conceited lousy actor acting in the drama.
"Really?? Then Ji Na can be the director to help you shoot your dramas. Right, Ji Na??" Oh no, never in my life...
"Count me out, doesn't he have his friends that are in the same major?? They can shoot his drama. SungYeol would be a better fit for it."
"Don't talk about your husband like that, Joo Ji Na!! He's a great guy and remembers what I said, he's the right choice. And you have to help each other no matter what how trivial things are, for e.g cooking." This is the worst choice ever made, what was Omma even thinking about??
He looked at me with that face that I felt like puking. "Don't look at me like that!! Quickly finish your food and get lost. You are in the wrong place from the start."
"I wish that I could but I can't." He said.
"Why so??" Appa asked him with concern.
"My car... I don't have my car with me and it is late already. What should I do??"
"Stay with us for the night, I am also going to stay the night. I'm sure that Ji Na wouldn't mind." I do mind...
"Really?? But--"
"No buts, I am planning the two of you to live together soon so this could be a great experience." Mr. Joo, are you even serious??
"Appa, aren't you afraid that the house will be torn apart into half within seconds??" I asked and he just chuckled.
"Just accept it, it is not like he is going to sleep in the same room as you. He can either sleep in Jihyuk's or Minhyuk's room. Are you wishing that I would put you two to sleep together??" No way!!
"I didn't say that!! Right, Nam Woohyun??"
"Right!!" He replied almost immediately. I mean who the hell wants their enemy to sleep in the same room, same bed for the whole night.
"Since you brought this up, I would have to put you two in one room. Get used to each other." He said and laughed heartily.
"I'm going to bed and I will be locking up all the doors except for yours. Have fun!!" He said walking up to his room, the room that he slept in every time he has dinner with us.
"Appa!!!!" I whined and grabbed my hair in frustration.
"Since your dad said that I can spend the night here, let's play some games."
"Why?? What is your intention??" The walls around me are up in fear that he might do something to me.
"Avoiding sleeping in your room and if you sleep, I don't get to. So, to be fair... Let's not sleep." He got up and held my hand, dragging me to the couch.
My heart skipped a beat when he held my hands, no other guy has held my hands except for the guys in my family. It felt so weird, it's a whole new level of holding hands. It is so warm and just weird. He released the grip and squatted down retrieving the games below the TV console. That was too fast, I want to hold his hand again. Wait, what?? Joo Ji Na, get to your senses!! He's your enemy, not your boyfriend!!
I slapped my cheeks to get rid of those funny feelings in my chest. "Wae?? Flies coming to your face?? Have fun slapping them and having swollen cheeks in the morning..." He gave a sarcastic remark while still choosing the games.
"Choose the street fighting game. The one with the blue case." I tried to change the topic.
"Why should I choose that??" He looked at me with that playful gaze.
"Because I'm the owner in this house, I get to choose what game I want. Choose that or we would watch movies instead. The romantic ones." He hates that kind of movies right, with all the kissing and hugging.
"Fine but the winner of each game gets to play what they want to play next, is that OK??" He inserted the CD into the CD player and throws me one of the controllers.
"Fair enough." I held it in my hand and he sits next to me with his legs crossed-leged.
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SungYeol
I walked back to my room after going to the toilet to relive myself. It has been a painstaking two hours of not going to the toilet because YiNa was clinging on to me the whole time while watching horror movies that she loved but she just loves clinging on to me.
I opened the door and it was pitch dark. YiNa must have come in earlier as I heard snoring noises. I opened the lamp and she was there sleeping in my bed as always, can't she sleep on the futon that I laid down for her. Is my bed that soft??
I sighed and sat on my bed with her still sleeping as I am lazy to carry her to the futon. I was going to lay down when she got up. "Did I wake you up by accident??"
She yawned. "Nope, you didn't. I have something to say to you." She tidied her hair.
"You are going to occupy this bed all by yourself??"
She smacked me on the head. "Can you keep quiet and let me speak??"
"Sorry, Mdm." I rubbed the part that she just smacked. It sure hurt a lot.
"Are you happy that you finally got to be on the same team as Ji Na??"
"Of course!! Why do you ask this for?? Are you jealous??"
"What?? No!! I'm just curious and one more question... Do you like her??"
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