Taemin in real life.

Part 3

I woke up early the next day. The sound of the sea could be heard over the buzzing of the air conditioner. I was too comfortable to move. I had been having a nice dream for once so I kept my eyes shut, hoping to fall back into it, my brain going over the details.

I had met the most beautiful woman. She was Caucasian and she was beautiful, with brown eyes and long copper blonde hair. My brain searched my memories for the finer details of her face but failed miserably. She had been laughing with me while I danced with her, her laugh, I remember thinking in my dream, sounded like exquisite music. How had I met her? I pushed into the furthest corners of my head reaching for the dream that seemed to fall away from me quickly. I couldn't remember, nor could I fall back asleep. Before I got up I said a quick prayer thanking the universe for my fortune and my luck. I know this sounds ridiculous, but I always woke up thinking this wasn't my reality and how fortunate I was to have what I did.

My dream girl played in the depths of my mind all morning as I stretched, swam and had breakfast. I still couldn't find her features and attempted to put it out my mind.

Around midday, I decided to go for a walk. I had been told the entire beach was secure I wouldn't be bothered if I went into any of the bars, coffee shops or restaurants down the way.

As I walked under the sun with a cap, shades and face mask on I noticed out of the corner of my eye a small coffee shop that looked rather empty from the outside. What caught my eye was the black board sign outside that said 'Banana milk'. Banana milk was without a doubt delicious. Thirst instantly took over me as I jogged up to the small shop.

I walked in and felt instantly cool. There were maybe three other people in the shop who didn't look up as I walked in. It was light and dark inside with equal measure. It had an eclectic mix of chairs and sofas. The bar front was manned by one tiny Indonesian man who looked very old.

I walked over to the counter and ordered banana milk along with ice cream. I could never say no to ice cream.

I turned around to find a comfortable place to sit thinking it wouldn't be a bad place to spend a little bit of time out of the sun.

I settled behind a wall on a comfortable looking blue sofa with a small wooden bench table in front of me. I pulled out my tablet intending to write down how the girl with the musical laugh made me feel from my dreams.

I had been in the small coffee shop for around half an hour, enjoying my ice cream and banana milk which was as delicious as in Korea. Two of the people had left the shop, so I was near enough alone ignoring the small Indonesian man who was playing on his phone.

The door creaked open breaking the silence of the shop. I looked up briefly to see two women walk in, one White, one Indonesian. The Indonesian woman was tall and rather large, talking loudly and very quickly on her phone. The second was much smaller, tiny even. She couldn't be more than 150cm, and very slight. She had long copper blonde hair. Something niggled at me while I shyly watched her. She sat down as the other woman made her way to the counter and ordered coffee. Then she made her way into to the back of the shop. The white woman sat on a table near enough opposite to me, I slid down the sofa in an attempt to hide myself a little. I don't know why I did it. I watched her remove her phone from her bag and start flicking through.

She had dark sunglasses on so I could not see her eyes. She pouted into the phone as my eyes fell over the features of her face. Beautiful full pink lips with a very prominent cupid's bow. Her skin was flawless with a slight golden tan. She didn't appear to have any makeup on but she had a slight pink blush on her cheeks.

I took in the rest of her sitting there tapping her foot. She was wearing simple looking denim cut off shorts and an over sized tank with a light cream cardigan thrown over. She had two silver bracelets dangling from her wrists and she had several silver rings on her fingers.