Lessons From Romance

Can't Lose

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Namjoo knew well that her family was just worried about her, but she wasn't ready to go back home just yet. She needed more time to herself.

Leaning against the door she closed her eyes. She was suddenly tired and just wanted to sleep. Clearly recalling how she'd felt Luhan slide his arm around her earlier she opened her eyes again. There had been no need to do that, so why he done it?

Clutching at his shirt Namjoo stared at the wall ahead of her. Maybe her heart was jumping a little, but she didn't want it to. Perhaps she'd felt excited because it had happened out of nowhere, yes; that was probably it. Luhan had just surprised her...but why had he stood so close like that?

Namjoo felt her heart pick up its pace and tightened her hands around the shirt she was wearing. This was definitely nothing. If any other men approached her this way, her heart would race as well. She was sure of it. After all, Luhan was only a very good friend.

Gathering her wits she finally stepped out worrying that it'd look strange if she hugged the bathroom for too long. It wasn't like she had a stomachache or anything.

Luhan was standing bleakly in the kitchen when she walked out. She realized he'd turned the stove off because that was all he knew to do.

"Are you ok?" Luhan worried.

"Of course," she nodded grabbing the pot of noodles to carry it to the sink. Tasting the noodles she commented, "Mmm...it's good."

"Namjoo," Luhan called. "Sorry."

"Huh?" She turned around to look at him, confused by the sudden apology.

"Just...I'm sorry," he went on. "But I'm really happy that you're here."

Luhan offered her a gentle smile and Namjoo was even more confused.

"You're strange," she told turning the cold water on. "That's the second time you've apologized to me. I'm not angry at you."

"I know, but still." Luhan said. "I admire you."

Namjoo chuckled a little as she poured the noodles into a drainer, "It's the first time I've heard someone say that."

"Well you should be told that more often."

"What the heck..."

"Really." Luhan stated. "I haven't seen you angry once. I don't think anyone can be as patient as you."

"That's all?"

"You," Luhan began, "have a big heart Namjoo."

She'd previously been taking Luhan's words lightly, but at the sudden mention of it she felt the light heartedness fall from her face. Turning around she looked at Luhan.

Smiling at her encouragingly he grabbed a plate and held it out to her, "Lets eat, Namjoo."

Namjoo couldn't explain in words what was happening to her heart. She was extremely touched and could feel warmth seeping inside her, like a leaking faucet. To hear it from someone finally made her feel confident that she'd done something to be proud of. Hope was growing wings again.

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"Why don't you have a TV out here?" Namjoo asked during the meal.

"I keep it in my bedroom so I can laze around better."

Namjoo snorted at him.

"Why?"

"I feel like watching TV all of a sudden. So can I?"