What's Wrong With Assistant Kang?

26. Their Holiday

Returning just a few moments earlier, Jumin was leaning down, his hands settled on the armchair Jaehee was sitting in. He noticed the subtle but adorable blush on her cheeks as she closed her honey brown eyes, and it just made him want to kiss her more.

But as soon as Jumin closed his own eyes, something flashed through his brain, making him stop on his tracks.

"Don't be like this please!" the terrified voice of his child self screamed while trying to get away from a heavily angered woman, chasing him with her sharp red nails outstretched.

"If you did this, consider this your last moment," she threatened him, sounding almost soulless.

"No!" Was young Jumin's last shriek before he snapped back to reality.

His grey eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't control his hands instinctively pushing Jaehee's chair away. He didn't realize what he had done until he saw Jaehee slowly opening her eyes again, sliding away from him with confusion.

Immediately regretful, he rushed towards Jaehee but he can't reach her until she crashes against a wall. "A-Assistant Kang!" he called her, now standing right next to her worryingly. "I can explain-"

Jaehee cut him off with a raised hand, turning her darkened face away from him ominously. "Now when someone asks me about my first kiss... I'll seriously have to compare between when my friend in Kindergarten Sang Cheol kissed me as a joke, and... what happened just now."

Sweating nervously, Jumin tried to speak up again, but Jaehee instantly got up with a smile way too radiant to be sincere. "Mr. Han."

"Yes...?"

"Tomorrow I'll take the day off," she said with that bright, sardonic smile still adoring her features. "I do not have the confidence of facing you right now." Then the grin vanished and she stormed off; leaving Jumin baffled as she slammed the door behind her.
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"Wait... you're saying he pushed her away as soon as their lips touched...?" Yoosung questioned with a tilt of his head, sitting across form Jaehee in the same dining place they had visited sometime ago. Jaehee angrily chugged down a whole cup of coffee, despite the fact it was late at night.

"Yes! Can you comprehend him?! It seriously didn't make any sense..." She stopped when Yoosung raised an eyebrow at her. "...When I reached that page in the novel!" She quickly made up, trying to avoid Yoosung discerning she was talking about herself.

"Um... well..." Yoosung nervously tried to find a logical explanation to this; angry Jaehee was still as scary. "M-maybe he had a traumatic experience related to kissing...? And that's why he pushed her away?"

Jaehee suddenly let her cup touch the desk again, her face creasing up in deep thought. Talking about traumatic experiences... it reminded her of her own. Her eyes closed momentarily, and she remembered herself in a dark room, trapped with a boy around her age.

It was the same boy she drew in her sketchbook...

"—ehee? Jaehee?"

"Huh?" Jaehee blinked rapidly, realizing Yoosung was calling her name with concern.

"Are you okay?" he asked. "You kind of spaced out for a sec."

"I-I'm fine... anyway, thank you for accompanying me, Yoosung," she gratefully told him, getting up with her bag on one arm. "But I think you should go to sleep. Don't you have class tomorrow?"

"Noooo. Don't remind meee..." the blond college boy whined.

The two RFA friends exchanged goodbyes and Jaehee went on her way home, leaving Yoosung a tad suspicious. "Hm... something tells me she was actually talking about Jumin." He shook his head with a worried sigh. "Wait..." His eyes widened in realization and a bright blush spread over his face like a wildfire. "Does that mean they actually kissed?!"
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