every person is damaged. be it physically or emotionally. but how do you overcome it? how can park chaeyoung, a simple girl full of dreams, heal the scar from her heart and the damage she got from an accident? love? adventures in paris? or probably...
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20 chaeyoung's apartment
some things never get old, like when he couldn't sleep he'd throw a pebble on my window and we'll spend the whole night watching kpop bands or movies, tell horror stories and even build a small pillow fort.
jeongguk once again entering our apartment, i informed jisoo. though i didn't think she quite heard it, so i peep over her desk and saw that she's fallen asleep with a pen on her hand. "come inside, jisoo's asleep." i quickly grab a blanket and wrapped it over to warm her.
"can you carry jisoo to her room? she might be uncomfortable sleeping like that." i asked jeongguk. he nods, picked her up gently and took jisoo inside her room where she can sleep in her bed comfortably.
closing her door slowly, i look back at jeongguk who was standing there, waiting for something. "you know this isn't home, i don't have my uno cards with me." and he chuckled, shaking his head.
"which is why i have a netflix account."
. . .
after setting up the t.v on the living room, i brought in some snacks and we started watching movies. halfway through the movie he got stiff from his position and lay his head on my lap, like how he used to when we watch movies back then. this is perfectly normal for bestfriends, right? i mean there's no harm getting comfortable with each other.
but why am i getting uneasy, should i move so he can lie down comfortably on my lap? no, he'd move away if i did. should i play with his hair? no, that'll be weird.
"why do you think they took her?" he suddenly asks, while i snap back to reality.
"financial problems?"
"chaeyoung i'm talking about eve." forgetting we were watching wall-e, i recollect the scenes i've been seeing but didn't paid attention to.
"she collected enough data, and her main objective is to find a life, which is the plant." i answered as soon as i remember.
"why would wall-e follow her to space though?"
"jeongguk, he's in love for pete's sake. the only robot in the trashed and abandoned world he seen so beautiful, he wouldn't let her go away." he replied with an oh and we continued on watching.
suddenly after minutes, i felt my hair getting pulled gently and saw that he's playing with it, twisting it into some weird hairstyle, even placing it above his mouth making it look like he has a blonde mustache while focusing on the movie. i smiled for his little action that made me flutter a bit, finally releasing the tension i've been getting since he lied down.
"how does it feel like? you know, to be in a coma." he asks.
"it's like dreaming but you're really there, depends on situations. one time i felt so cold i thought i was in some snow village. but when i'm being talked by my family, i was in some... happy place. and when i'm hearing your voice, i was travelling in the past."
"whoa, did you meet cave men?"
"no, silly. when we were kids. then it just stopped before..." i try to say it, but it just feels so bitter, wondering how so many things could've happen if i wasn't so reckless, if that man wasn't drunk. i could've finished highschool and continue my life like how i always planned.
. . .
just before the last scene, chaeyoung had already fallen asleep without jeongguk noticing. he kept on giving comments not knowing his movie partner is sleeping.
after the credits rolling, jeongguk turn to look at chaeyoung who he finally sees her head resting on the neck on the couch. "aish, this girl." he finally stands up from his position on her lap, stared at her for a brief second. "pretty." he muttered, smiling.
he stood up from the couch and gently lifted chaeyoung, slowly to avoid her waking up and took her to the bedroom. after laying chaeyoung down, he covered her with the duvet and tucked her in.
"won't you tell me, please stay. no? okay, there's always next time jeon." he jokingly said to himself while smiling at the thought.
"goodnight, mon amour." oh how he wish he could say that so freely, not a whisper, not when she's asleep, but her hearing every sweet words he always wanted to say. turning off the light, he cleaned up the living room and left her apartment.
