The Beauty of What Could Have Been

Chapter 8 - The Pouting Kim Tae-pyung

Author's Note:

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A gentle kiss on her cheek woke her up. As Son Ye Jin opened her eyes another kiss went flying onto the same cheek. "Good morning angel". Hyun Bin was on the bed, shirtless, lying sideways facing her, admiring the heavenly view. He had been staring lovingly at her for the past ten minutes as she peacefully slept, thanking the heavens each second for how lucky he was to be a special part of her life. She was always stunning with make-up on, but the bare face in front of him took on a new breathtaking level in his heart. He never thought he could be more smitten than he already was.

The hotel was situated on the peak of the Seongbuk-dong hilltop and their room overlooked a strip of pristine, verdant countryside. Crisp morning sunshine filled their room that Friday morning, pouring profusely through a couple of large French doors adjacent to the queen-size bed. Her porcelain face glowed in the light. "Good morning my prince" she replied sleepily as she yawned and smiled, revealing eye smiles that never failed to make his heart flutter. It was all it took to make his day.

She sat up lazily, trying to get her bearings, when he stood and she got a view of his bare broad shoulders, muscled arms, toned lower back and sculptured, and tapered waistline that glistened in the sunshine, as if they were painstakingly molded by Greek gods. A sigh escaped her lips and she was fully awake in an instant. Panning her view further down his torso, she noticed that his boxer shorts just did not do a good job at hiding his athletically shaped hips and butt. "Oh my goodness" she whispered to herself. She would never get used to the privilege of seeing the living perfection in front of her. He had been bulking up for his role and the results were magnificent. "How I'd love to see that view greeting me every morning" she thought.

To her surprise, he grabbed the thick duvet and covered her as she sat, then walked over to the French doors, opened them and stood by the balcony's door frame. The cool morning breeze rushed into the room, filling it with the freshest air that carried the faint smell of freshly cut grass. The natural countryside scent bombarded her nostrils. It was intoxicatingly wonderful. Son Ye Jin filled her lungs with as much of it as she could. She could hear birds chirping in the distance and concluded that it was a perfect morning, well deserved after the past day's hectic filming activity which ended at around 2 A.M.

Her cheeks blushed as she was immediately presented with the delicious silhouette of his tall, toned body contrasting against the incoming morning light, as if a halo engulfed him. The sunshine also delineated toned, powerful hips that were covered by his boxers, as if x-ray beams went through them, printing the image onto the films of her eyes. The sight was stunning and spectacular.

As if on instinct, her mind raced uncontrollably to think of various ways on how she would want him to take her there and then, but frustratingly realized that they didn't have time for anything else except to have a quick breakfast, pack their bags, and leave. Seoul and the day's filming beckoned. They had to start the three-hour drive as early as possible. "I'll get you some other time, Binnie", she thought mischievously.

The breakfast arrived a few minutes after. To Hyun Bin's delight, she devoured a couple of servings of pancakes in seconds, as they were the craving of the day. He was quite proud of himself for knowing exactly what to order, though it wasn't exactly rocket science to figure out since the pregnant woman with her had only been too graciously vocal on what she craved for breakfast, lunch and dinner many hours before the meals. The trait endeared her to him even more deeply. The ensuing bout with morning sickness did not dampen her cheerful and relaxed spirit.