REMEMBER October

Eight

He grabbed her arm and pulled her back into bed, "Sibi come back to sleep. It's too early to go to work."

Her laughter made him smile, and it spread as her lips touched his own. "I can't, unlike some people I have set hours for work."

His eyes fluttered shut, she wore his shirt. His smile remained at the memory he want to keep. "How about a kiss?"

"You're such a baby," his smile grew brighter has he felt her hair brush against his face.

"I'm your favourite baby." Their lips met, something they did often but remained a great start to his day.

"You're my second favourite." She said, he opened his eyes confused. "Bada is my favourite."

At the sound of his name the dog comes in running and then jumping on the bed right next to Yoongi. His tongue runs against his Jaws before Yoongi grabs his face.

"There, I'll see you at lunch okay?" She had already walked out the door.

"Okay!" And then she had left the apartment. Bada was at it again.

"Yah, I thought I was the lovesick puppy." He laughs, he was inlove. It's paws dug Into his chest. "Lets go outside okay?"

They go outside as the dog relieves itself.

Something catches his eye, on a bench is a man holding a newspaper. He approaches, slightly bending to read the headline on the front cover. "Hey, old man. What's the scoop on the hwadline?"

Their eyes meet, "have you always been so disrespectful?"

Yoongi shrugs. "Legacy Kang's daughter is getting married to the Son of Baek Jaebum you know the station owner."

He blinks, "I beg your pardon?"

The old man shuts the paper and shoves it into his hands. His words were true, Sibi was getting married. To some TV rich boy and he didn't know?

They were together, planning their future together, creating together, eating together but... They wouldn't be marrying each other.

"She looks a lot like that girlfriend of yours, what's her name?"

"Si- Eunhye, her name is Eunhye." Yoongi slowly folds the paper and hands it over to the man.

"I think the Kang girl's names starts with an 'Eu' too. I haven't read the article. It almost seems like tabloid trash." Yoongi nods.

"Thank you for letting me see the paper old man. Remember to cut off on the smoking too!" he shouted over his shoulder running to meet the dog waiting for him at his stairs.

"Kang Eunhye... What have I done to deserve this?" He looks down at the dog. His nose crinkles, "Its tabloid trash, right?"

He was wrong, of course he was. She had one hand covering the other throughout their lunch date. "Yoongi, there's something I need to tell you."

"And that is?"

"Dessert is served." the waiter sets down their plates. "Anything else?"

He shakes his head. The man walks off almost immediately, she is quiet. Is she not going to tell him?

Was he in the dark the whole time?

Maybe he was a side piece, she talks about something else. He let's her, he doesn't want to believe. But he walked past a news stand. Her face is on more than one paper.

He smiles at the sight of her and every now and then his mood is dampened by his thoughts. "Kang Eunhye! Goodness you've been the talk of the town!"

It was one of her peers, "Soeun, long time no see." A faux laugh escapes her, "work has had me tied up. I haven't been able to attend our usual socials. We should see each other for brunch some-"

"My, it's quite the rock..." Her hand was grabbed by Soeun and the rock in question was allowed to shine under the light.

"I was just telling her, Seungguk has put us under pressure." He speaks cooly, her wide eyes speak volumes.

He's uneasy, she's not explaining and her friend was eyeing him like a meal. "He pulls out his wallet and places whatever notes that were inside."

"Ms Kang... Ms Kang's friend." A bow and he was gone. Stepping out he took a deep breath of air.

He needed a cigarette.