You were concerned yet surprised. The murmuring and yelling for help in the background weren't people with Seoul dialect.
"You're still there?"
"Here-"
He exhaled deep, a bit frustration was sensed, you let out a relieved sigh upon hearing him reply.
"What happened?" You asked.
"A lazy dude fainted midways instead of crossing the road." You heard his small pants between the words.
"So what you just walked away?" You said in a harsh tone, though it wasn't intended.
"No. Managed to grab him so my phone... experienced the bungeejump without rope." The last part of his sentence was near a mumbling as if the mic was distanced. Maybe he took it away from his ear to get a look at it.
"What now is he okay?" You asked, whilst walking in your own little circle on the veranda.
"Him or my phone?"
"Him." You rolled your eyes.
"Don't know, someone just called the ambulance."
"You didn't stay to help?"
"Not being in the way is helping"
Guess that's one way to look at it.
"You're not in Seoul right?"unable to hold back the curiosity you asked. A little hope of excitement lighted up as you wished you were right.You stopped walking around.
"How do you know that?"
He's in Busan?!? You felt kind of weird, your stomach felt as butterflies was dancing.
Did I eat too fast? Gosh I shouldn't have eaten Eomma's food. You spoke in your thoughts, couldn't put this weird feeling into words.
"Ya." He snapped you to reality.
"The people in the background" You paused clearing your throats.
"spoke in busan dialect."
"Oh right! I nearly forgot the reason for calling you." He said delighted.
"Do you know the place with roof where they sell spicy seafood?"
As he seemed to be looking for some specific restaurant the way he said the restaurant and not 'a restaurant'.
"We're still talking about Busan the coastal city?" You couldn't hold back the sarcasm.
"No I am talking about Mallorca in Spain -OF COURSE ITS BUSAN PABO!!" He yelled frustrated.
You breathed out in a long sigh, in attempt to calm yourself down as you had quite a temper too.
"Give me some details Mr. Hyde, Busan isn't small as the palm of your hand."
"I don't know..." he sighed.
"I only have a picture of it...but my phone is showing the pattern of a kaleidoscope...aish!"
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|| ENGRAVED RINGS || Kim Taehyung
FanfictionThe fact that you agreed to marry a person you haven't met even once before the wedding says a lot. What was he hiding so desperately that he ignored that fact?
