A Heart Divided

Chapter 6: In His Room

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            I sit in the bean bag chair placed at the end of his bed. I stroke the soft furry material that the bean bag chair is made off. The dark blue color matches well with the room, plus I really like the color blue. I start to smile as I remember the day I came and I first saw it in his room.

I realized the true meaning behind the bean bag chair as soon as I saw it.

             Onew actually bought this beanbag chair for me, even though he never mentioned it to be mine. I used to complain a lot that the floor was too cold. I would yell at him all the time because he wouldn’t even let me sit on his bed. Because of my school uniform I had to wear a skirt so everything was colder, especially in the winter.

             Usually Onew would take his blankets and cover the floor and my legs. But sometimes I would still be cold. On the days that I would stay cold, I would place myself between his legs, cover us both with a blanket (because he also gets cold easily) and make him hug me. I wouldn’t think anything about that, since to me, it was just two best friends. I only realize now how difficult that kind of situation could have been to Onew. He must have held back so much because of me. That idiot. He could have taken those chances to make a move, and awaken me as a woman. Instead he just held me until I fell asleep in his arms. He was truly my prince charming this whole time. Why didn’t I see it?

One day we came to his house after school and I saw a brand new beanbag chair.

;Flashback;

“WAHHHHHHH! You got a beanbag chair! Awesome! About time you start to re-model your room,” I start giggling and I bump him in his hip with my hip. Well I didn’t really bump his hip, more like his thigh; he’s taller than me after all.

“Aishh, this girl. Just sit down and stay still arasseo," he says as he ruffles my hair.

“Stop that!” I yell at him as I put my hair in its place again. I look at the bean bag chair and then I twirl on my tipy-toes as I call out to Onew in a sweat voice, “Oppa~"

“Yes, you can sit in the beanbag chair,” He says as he looks through some of his Cds.

“Wahh! How did you know I was going to ask you!?" I say with my jaw droped. He always amazes me how he can read my mind so well.

          Onew puts on a smug smile, “Ha ha. You’re so predictable Sara. You only call me 'Oppa' when you want something. If I don’t know by know that you’re going to ask me for something then I’m really slow"

Onew looks at me smiling and I can't help but chuckle because he's right. It’s a force of habit that I can’t seem to stop.

“So can I sit here every time I come over?” I ask expecting Onew to say no.

“Sure, why not, you might not get cold as quickly,” he says casually as if he didn’t care. I see. Onew really is the most caring person ever. But it really is too obvious that he bought it for me. I feel like it’s been a long time since I napped in Onew’s arms.

“Oppa~”

“Ughh what is it this tim-” Onew turns around to find me in front of him with open arms.

“Oppa, let me sleep with you~”

Onew’s face turns red as he tries to hide it with his hands. Then he finally says, “WHAT THE HELL! I told you not to say it like that!”

I sigh, “Fine, Onew can I please-”

“No,” he says not letting me finish my sentence.

“But Oppa~”

“Just use the bean bag chair!” he says pointing to it.

“It’s not as comfy~” I say while pouting my lips. I look at Onew with my pouted lips as he stares at me with a please-don’t-make-me-do-it face. If I stare hard enough he’ll give in.

“Please~ I'll use the bean bag chair next time I promise~” I say as I hold my hands together and place them under my chin.

“Ughh fine. Just… just stop with the aegyo, you’re killing me”

“Why, because I’m cute~” I ask already knowing the answer. No.

“No, because it’s horrible to look at,” he says while sitting down on the floor.

            I bring the blanket over to us and I sit in front of him and make my self comfortable. It’s like I was perfectly made to fit inside his arms. My best friend was made for me.

We are both two people who get cold easily. But together like this we keep each other warm as we slowly drift off to sleep.

;End of flashback;

            I was falling asleep on that bean bag chair waiting for Onew to come home. I heard a knock on the door and turn to find Onew’s mom at the doorway. She smiles softly and says, “It’s late Sara, would you like to have dinner here while you wait for Onew a little bit more.” I turn and looked at the time and saw that it was already 8 o'clock. I don't think that he's coming home anytime soon.

“No thank you, I’ll just go home now, but thank you for offering. Tell Onew that I was waiting for him and to call me when he can.”

             I bow my head and head out the house. I sighed as I walked over the lawn to my house, looking back to see if I spotted Onew. I figured I would talk to him later on over the phone, but he never answered any of my calls.