The Super Chronicles: Byong Ki-Soo

13 ~ Whisper's in my ear

"So do you?" Yun-Shim asked as she polished my fingers with black nail paint. 

I look up, "Do I what?!" I imposed.

She giggled and added, "Like him! Do you like him?!" She smiled dumbly.

"Ugh! Unnie! Why would you even ask that?" I replied nervously and slightly bit my lip.

"Well, you might be spending the night in the same room as him, so," Her voice became high and higher as she prolonged the 'o'.  "And it seems like he wants to get a little rough with you."

"What no!" I jerked back, falling off the edge of my bed, back now flat against my purple striped rug. I began laughing uncontrollably.

Yuna jumped up and began to speak before being interrupted. "Ki-Soo! Your dinner is done!" 

I looked at Yuna and rolled my eyes. 

We usually would do rock, paper, scissors, to solve problems like these.

"Gai, Ga, Bo!" We gestured in sync. I played out my scissors, and she played out the paper. She scoffed and backed out of the room. 

I stared at my ceiling with my feet still resting up on the edge of my bed. I laid like that for about a minute, until my phone ringed. With my long arms, I reached for my blanket and pulled myself up; I redacted my legs to under the bed. I grabbed my phone and unlocked it, and saw it was Sajangnim. 

I had earlier asked him, "Is there a pool at the resort[where we are going]?"

I finally replied, "Yes, I called and asked."

I put my phone down when I heard Yuna stomp heavy up the stairs. She came in and I pretended nothing had happened. Like I hadn't been texting my boss back and forth for the past 3 hours; since I left the office. Like I hadn't enjoyed it. Like I was completely involved with him in a deeper way than boss-employee. 

This wasn't happening.

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I fell asleep with Yun Shim, watching Soccer. Even though I ended up slowly forgetting about the tv, and staring at my phone anxiously waiting for Sajangnim to spontaneously text back. 

I guess what my Halmoeni (Grandma), said about dreaming was right. 

"Jagi Kisoo, you shouldn't read scary books before you sleep. Or else you'll dream of it!"

I ended up having a dream about SAJANGNIM! I can barely recall it, however, one quick moment was carved in my mind from it: Sajangnim's hand pulling me closer and closer to him.

When I woke up in the morning, I felt like I had just come back from that moment. I sat up hoping to see him there across from me. When all I saw was my computer desk directly against the wall in front of me and my lace curtains with light shining through them. All I could do is rub my eyes and hope that the vision of him caressing my arm and kissing my neck would come back. When I reopened my eyes, and it was the same I laid back down and stared at the ceiling. When kicked off my blankets, I was exposed to the cold air and realized how sweaty I had gotten. Even though the air around me was almost winter frozen I still was sweaty from scalp to nail. 

I tried to glide off my bed so I didn't wake Yuna peacefully next to me and pushed my phone's power button to see if I had slept in at all. Knowing that even a minute behind would leave us both delayed and slightly embarrassed at the airport. Even though it would be my fault, I would hate to swallow my pride again. I have only been working for him for 9 days and have been shamed more than I should be. After all, I didn't read far enough into that application. And I didn't even realize that the 2-day intern position meant, that I would be taking over for an upcoming retiree, and working for one of Seoul's most rich, handsome, and popular bachelors. The idea of Sajangnim liking me settled in a bit. I had concluded that all in all even if my undiscovered feeling were sincere or not, I am flattered that he would rather go for me than he would Hwang Yuna, one of Seoul's most rich, visually-appeasing, and popular bachelorettes. Maybe I'm thinking too much into it and complaining too much, but why me?