I got my wisdom teeth taken out.
I was finally able to get rid of them after quite a bit of agony on my part. Though I admit; they did make an admirable effort against it with their thoroughly malformed shape. And the pain was an unimaginable one too- the kind that just made me want to just rip out my jaw right there. I never wanted to go through something like that ever again.
'Stubborn just like its owner,' I thought, as I made my way outside after getting my stitches removed, relieved that it was finally over.
As if to try to make it up to myself for such a horrible week, I got my hair dyed a vibrant colour the first thing after leaving the Dentist's office. Even though having to sit for a long time to get it done was a little bit annoying, I liked the new hue that seemed to match my current, carefree mood. The workers told me that the colour looked good on me too. I didn't exactly hate their business faced smiles or compliments either.
After that I started shopping.
I was a severe shopaholic; even if anyone called this habit of mine some kind of mental issue, I couldn't do so much as try to deny it. I made it a point to update my look on a regular basis because I hated falling behind in anything. I started looking around leisurely at some of my regular stops that I hadn't had a chance to visit in a while. I'd missed the shopkeeper's warm welcomes.
After many long hours browsing under the bright fluorescent lights, I moved on to the arcade, going around buying whatever I wanted. It was only after, however, did I realize that I had no car to load everything into.
Acting without thinking of the consequences was a long-time habit of mine. But it always turned out that it was only ever after I'd already gone and done my thing that I would finally stop and realize that I really needed to do something about my little issue. It seemed like my problems only ever got deeper and deeper.
After thinking intently about what I should do now, I whipped out my cell phone.
Realizing that my phone was a bit outdated, not having had a chance to use it much in a while, I decided that I would have stop by the phone company and get a new cell phone on top of everything else to finish off my shopping for the day; but I made up my mind to make this call before any of that.
I sat listening to the ringing of the dial tone for a long while. And just as I decided that he wasn't going to pick up, I heard his voice on the other line. Proper and yet still welcoming, your masculine voice sends my heart racing just like old times. It seemed as though I could even pick up whiffs of his scent through the receiver; the flames of my desire grew ever hotter.
Just then, I suddenly wanted to see him so badly that, forgetting the very reason I had called in the first place and skipping the greetings entirely, I just briefly described where I was and listened as his phone snapped shut with a sigh.
I looked at my reflection in the store window. My hair, its new shade still a bit akward, was glowing blindingly under the glare of the hot afternoon sun. It's alright- even he would be able to accept change this small over the period of 2 whole years.
In the meantime, I decided that I'd better change my phone while I waited for him to come. Of course, I'll enter in his name before anyone else's.
Puffing up my chest, I left the arcade.
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Ah...in truth, my reaction as I had set eyes on him again was nothing short of pathetic.
Standing there in a trance with my mouth gaping in a truly shameful sort of way, admiring the impressive man that you'd become- I wonder how stupid I must have looked just then.
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