The Fox's Cradle Chapter 1 Part 2
Sorry I took so long to update! Been really busy, so I hope you guys will understand >.< I spend more time replying comments than on translating haha. But I'll feel bad if I don't reply ):
With age, we've become much bolder and adventurous in bed. As we laid there in bed, he grabbed my foot and sucked my toe while thrusting into me, his nostrils flaring and shrinking. I found his expression absolutely hilarious and couldn't help bursting out in laughter. But that laughter was short-lived as I had to grit my teeth to endure his insane rhythm, which was so fast and strong that it shook the whole bed.
It's been such a long time since I last had a diarrhea. Because it's been so long since I last emptied my body of all the food I ate this way, I didn't even notice the discomfort.
If the number of times he came was a gauge, we've been living together as an official couple for nearly a month.
Tired and spent, I lay down on his arm and stared at the ceiling in peace. Strangely, I thought it was spiraling even though I was sure that our ceiling didn't have much patterns on it. Looks like I'm going to dream again tonight. Yunho's breathing was slowing and getting heavier, and his hands stopped patting my back. In his warm embrace, I closed my eyes and fell into the dream land almost immediately.
In my dream, I saw Eunho-hyung whom I haven't dreamt about in ages. He still looks as young as he always did, smiling beautifully at me.
It was already morning when I opened my eyes. It was a short dream, but the feeling was so intense. I didn't feel tired at all, which meant that I probably slept well. When I turned to look at the ceiling, I could have sworn that for a moment, I saw Eunho-hyung's face on the ceiling, watching us cuddle in bed naked. Could it be my own imagination?
I shook Yunho awake immediately. He cracked an eye open lazily while he held me by the waist.
"Mm.... What is it....?"
My man, who had just woken from his dreams, was warm and tender all over. He's exactly the same as he was 5 years ago. I hugged him tight, my kid-like man.
"Yunho.... Yunho...."
"What.... Don't just leech onto me, tell me...."
"I saw Eunho-hyung...."
"...."
"In my dreams.... I saw Eunho-hyung...."
"Hyung... How is he?"
"Mm, he looked fine.... His face was still so pale and he looked like he was well.."
He buried his head in my chest and hugged me instead of me hugging him, and he didn't say a word at all. Instead, he just sighed deeply and bit my nipple - a habit he always had.
"So... It doesn't matter now, Yunho... Don't blame yourself... And don't feel like you owe him... Be good, my Yunho..."
On the day we got married, he knelt and swore the eternal oath, and he also confessed to me the truth about Eunho-hyung's death. I was shocked when he admitted that the reason why he left his brother to die was because of me, but what's passed is past. Just like how he had forgiven all my sins, I could only embrace his. And he cried, on the day when he should have been blessed and joyous, praying for our love and atoning for what he did 12 years ago.
Holding each other's wearied and sinful bodies tight, breathing with our hearts plastered to each other's, there's nothing happier than this in the world to us. Though we hadn't a clue on how much tears must we shed to wash away the burdens in our hearts, we'll keep fighting for our happiness under all this pressure. And this time, we won't lose.
We love each other this much, even now.
"Are you alright?"
"What, I'm fine."
He threw me an incredulous look, as if he expected me to regret my words. Along the way, he kept sneaking glances at me as he drove the car. How cute.
I was in a really good mood too, and that was one of the reasons why he decided that we would bring A-Hyun home with us today.
He didn't want to say much about the child, though it's more like I didn't see him planning to tell me anything. Of course, a decision as important as bringing the child back home shouldn't be decided upon simply based on our mood, but if we missed this opportunity, I'd probably have to live with his foul temper.
He didn't say it, but I could tell that Yunho was really very happy.
It was no special plan, just that we both felt that this was a good time to do it. Mood was one reason, but it is probably also because I really wanted to fulfill his wish. As long as we loved each other, I'll be fine with anything; his conviction in making me the only person he'll look at for the rest of his life really moved me deeply.
We got ready early in the morning and set off for Jinho-hyung's house, where Yunho's daughter was.
We were 32, and Jinho-hyung was already 45, but he was as good-natured as he always was. Jinho-hyung was probably the most wearied out of all of us, having lost his mother and sister-in-law because of me. Even as he was going through such difficult times, as the pillar supporting the Jung family, he stayed strong. But I could sense that the pillar's core had rotten and he was on the verge of collapse. Because of me, because of our love.
I bowed and greeted him with a heart full of gratitude. His wrinkled eyes were about as attractive as a laborer's hands, but he still had his unique charisma about him, and he smiled at me just like he always did. We sat across him on the sofa, and Yunho immediately explained that we were there for the child. Upon hearing his words, Jinho-hyung and his wife exchanged surprised glances and both of them turned to look at me at the same time.
"This is what Jaejoong wants."
Yunho added. Perhaps he thought it commendable of me.
Their earnest expressions looked slightly confused at first, and then I armed myself with my confidence. You've gotten the answers that you wanted, didn't you? They immediately stopped throwing questioning glances at me. My heart felt numb, because even though we gained their trust really quickly, it was a torturous experience as well.
"We really can't bear to part with her, you know. She brought joy to our lives as if she were our own child..."
The mistress of the house looked slightly regretful. She's as warm and kind-hearted as she looks - no wonder she's the eldest daughter-in-law. No matter the issue at hand, she showed her strength even without blatantly objecting to the issue. When we first told them 3 years ago that we planned to get married, Jinho-hyung refused to agree as he was always wild with his own ideas. Just then, she stepped in just as we were about to give up, telling us that marriage is not just about saying a few oaths to each other. If we had that sort of mindset, our love would be sure to fade, and that was the sincere advice she gave us to send us, the weary love birds, off on our journey.
She said that A-hyun was taking her afternoon nap, and directed us to the second floor bedroom. It was the room that Yunho stayed in when he was 17, before he moved out to live with me. Yunho and I walked up the steps as I admired the splendor of the house, and then we pulled the door handle.
For a moment, I forgot to breathe.
The sunlight pouring in from the window was diffused softly, casting a dreamy glow onto a little angel who was fast asleep. Even the air around the child glistened with light.
Jung A-hyun. That was what she had named the little gem that crystallized from her tragic love.
"What...?"
Seeing how I had stopped in a daze at the door, he hugged me from behind. His embrace was even warmer than the sunlight, and it calmed me down considerably. Though the interior design was completely different from before, I could still pick out signs of how my Yunho grew up in this room. And this child, who emanates the same aura that Yunho did when he was young, she would be the daughter I'll have to care for from now on.
"So beautiful..."
The child was actually so much more breathtaking than 'beautiful', and she looked as if she was created from a bit of all the loveliest things on earth. Like a sacred being that I can't touch. I can probably... this child....
"She's stunning, really..."
"And to think she looked like a monster when she was extracted from her mother, right?"
I had thought that I had put all those things behind me, but the mention of 'mother' caused my whole body to stiffen. He didn't apologize to me, though he has no need to, because he was embracing the weak and fragile me like the vast ocean. It's okay, it's alright. His breathing came close to my mouth, and our lips touched. Lightly. Just as the simple contact brought me peace, Mrs. Jung appeared again and gave a slight, disapproving cough at our display of affection.
"Sorry, sister-in-law. We're still newly-weds after all."
"Oh, really?"
She gave us a look, being the thick-skinned woman that she is, but she meant no harm. Suddenly I felt my face burn in embarrassment and I quickly hid behind Yunho. He held my hand tenderly, locking our fingers firmly together, comforting me with all these small little actions because the passage of time had left me so weak and fragile.
Mrs. Jung sat on the bed and patted the child's head lightly, her expression soft and motherly. She wasn't her biological mother, but I knew that the love she had for her was true.
"A-hyun, A-hyun.... Wake up, child...."
She woke the child carefully, and A-hyun woke up almost immediately. She recognized her and reached out a small hand to touch her face. Mrs. Jung carried the child in her arms. Sensing the presence of more people around her, A-hyun looked around with bleary eyes, and the first person she singled out was her father. Seeing his face, she smiled, but not with a child's smile - her eyes sparkled with maturity as she smiled at her father.
And then, she spotted me standing behind him, and her face changed. In that instant, she stopped smiling, as if she realized something.
All the good feelings I had when I came to this place vanished like a dream. When the child lifted her gaze again to observe me, an uncomfortable feeling ran through my veins, rooting me to the spot. Damn it, this must be a curse! What happened at that moment really led me to believe that it was truly a curse.
"From now on you're going to live with Appa. Wouldn't you like that?"
Even though she said that, the child didn't even look at her father, fixing her gaze on me instead. Her intelligent eyes told me that she knew something, if not why did she looked so steadfast? It's like I'm laying my feelings naked before her. How I wish I could ask her right away: Who are you? Who on earth are you? Why are you making me so uncomfortable?
She grabbed the child's hand and pointed at me good-naturely.
"This is Umma, see? Isn't she prettier than our A-hyun?"
No matter how much it pained her to do so, she had no choice but to introduce me to Lee Suh-hee's daughter.
With age, we've become much bolder and adventurous in bed. As we laid there in bed, he grabbed my foot and sucked my toe while thrusting into me, his nostrils flaring and shrinking. I found his expression absolutely hilarious and couldn't help bursting out in laughter. But that laughter was short-lived as I had to grit my teeth to endure his insane rhythm, which was so fast and strong that it shook the whole bed.
It's been such a long time since I last had a diarrhea. Because it's been so long since I last emptied my body of all the food I ate this way, I didn't even notice the discomfort.
If the number of times he came was a gauge, we've been living together as an official couple for nearly a month.
Tired and spent, I lay down on his arm and stared at the ceiling in peace. Strangely, I thought it was spiraling even though I was sure that our ceiling didn't have much patterns on it. Looks like I'm going to dream again tonight. Yunho's breathing was slowing and getting heavier, and his hands stopped patting my back. In his warm embrace, I closed my eyes and fell into the dream land almost immediately.
In my dream, I saw Eunho-hyung whom I haven't dreamt about in ages. He still looks as young as he always did, smiling beautifully at me.
It was already morning when I opened my eyes. It was a short dream, but the feeling was so intense. I didn't feel tired at all, which meant that I probably slept well. When I turned to look at the ceiling, I could have sworn that for a moment, I saw Eunho-hyung's face on the ceiling, watching us cuddle in bed naked. Could it be my own imagination?
I shook Yunho awake immediately. He cracked an eye open lazily while he held me by the waist.
"Mm.... What is it....?"
My man, who had just woken from his dreams, was warm and tender all over. He's exactly the same as he was 5 years ago. I hugged him tight, my kid-like man.
"Yunho.... Yunho...."
"What.... Don't just leech onto me, tell me...."
"I saw Eunho-hyung...."
"...."
"In my dreams.... I saw Eunho-hyung...."
"Hyung... How is he?"
"Mm, he looked fine.... His face was still so pale and he looked like he was well.."
He buried his head in my chest and hugged me instead of me hugging him, and he didn't say a word at all. Instead, he just sighed deeply and bit my nipple - a habit he always had.
"So... It doesn't matter now, Yunho... Don't blame yourself... And don't feel like you owe him... Be good, my Yunho..."
On the day we got married, he knelt and swore the eternal oath, and he also confessed to me the truth about Eunho-hyung's death. I was shocked when he admitted that the reason why he left his brother to die was because of me, but what's passed is past. Just like how he had forgiven all my sins, I could only embrace his. And he cried, on the day when he should have been blessed and joyous, praying for our love and atoning for what he did 12 years ago.
Holding each other's wearied and sinful bodies tight, breathing with our hearts plastered to each other's, there's nothing happier than this in the world to us. Though we hadn't a clue on how much tears must we shed to wash away the burdens in our hearts, we'll keep fighting for our happiness under all this pressure. And this time, we won't lose.
We love each other this much, even now.
"Are you alright?"
"What, I'm fine."
He threw me an incredulous look, as if he expected me to regret my words. Along the way, he kept sneaking glances at me as he drove the car. How cute.
I was in a really good mood too, and that was one of the reasons why he decided that we would bring A-Hyun home with us today.
He didn't want to say much about the child, though it's more like I didn't see him planning to tell me anything. Of course, a decision as important as bringing the child back home shouldn't be decided upon simply based on our mood, but if we missed this opportunity, I'd probably have to live with his foul temper.
He didn't say it, but I could tell that Yunho was really very happy.
It was no special plan, just that we both felt that this was a good time to do it. Mood was one reason, but it is probably also because I really wanted to fulfill his wish. As long as we loved each other, I'll be fine with anything; his conviction in making me the only person he'll look at for the rest of his life really moved me deeply.
We got ready early in the morning and set off for Jinho-hyung's house, where Yunho's daughter was.
We were 32, and Jinho-hyung was already 45, but he was as good-natured as he always was. Jinho-hyung was probably the most wearied out of all of us, having lost his mother and sister-in-law because of me. Even as he was going through such difficult times, as the pillar supporting the Jung family, he stayed strong. But I could sense that the pillar's core had rotten and he was on the verge of collapse. Because of me, because of our love.
I bowed and greeted him with a heart full of gratitude. His wrinkled eyes were about as attractive as a laborer's hands, but he still had his unique charisma about him, and he smiled at me just like he always did. We sat across him on the sofa, and Yunho immediately explained that we were there for the child. Upon hearing his words, Jinho-hyung and his wife exchanged surprised glances and both of them turned to look at me at the same time.
"This is what Jaejoong wants."
Yunho added. Perhaps he thought it commendable of me.
Their earnest expressions looked slightly confused at first, and then I armed myself with my confidence. You've gotten the answers that you wanted, didn't you? They immediately stopped throwing questioning glances at me. My heart felt numb, because even though we gained their trust really quickly, it was a torturous experience as well.
"We really can't bear to part with her, you know. She brought joy to our lives as if she were our own child..."
The mistress of the house looked slightly regretful. She's as warm and kind-hearted as she looks - no wonder she's the eldest daughter-in-law. No matter the issue at hand, she showed her strength even without blatantly objecting to the issue. When we first told them 3 years ago that we planned to get married, Jinho-hyung refused to agree as he was always wild with his own ideas. Just then, she stepped in just as we were about to give up, telling us that marriage is not just about saying a few oaths to each other. If we had that sort of mindset, our love would be sure to fade, and that was the sincere advice she gave us to send us, the weary love birds, off on our journey.
She said that A-hyun was taking her afternoon nap, and directed us to the second floor bedroom. It was the room that Yunho stayed in when he was 17, before he moved out to live with me. Yunho and I walked up the steps as I admired the splendor of the house, and then we pulled the door handle.
For a moment, I forgot to breathe.
The sunlight pouring in from the window was diffused softly, casting a dreamy glow onto a little angel who was fast asleep. Even the air around the child glistened with light.
Jung A-hyun. That was what she had named the little gem that crystallized from her tragic love.
"What...?"
Seeing how I had stopped in a daze at the door, he hugged me from behind. His embrace was even warmer than the sunlight, and it calmed me down considerably. Though the interior design was completely different from before, I could still pick out signs of how my Yunho grew up in this room. And this child, who emanates the same aura that Yunho did when he was young, she would be the daughter I'll have to care for from now on.
"So beautiful..."
The child was actually so much more breathtaking than 'beautiful', and she looked as if she was created from a bit of all the loveliest things on earth. Like a sacred being that I can't touch. I can probably... this child....
"She's stunning, really..."
"And to think she looked like a monster when she was extracted from her mother, right?"
I had thought that I had put all those things behind me, but the mention of 'mother' caused my whole body to stiffen. He didn't apologize to me, though he has no need to, because he was embracing the weak and fragile me like the vast ocean. It's okay, it's alright. His breathing came close to my mouth, and our lips touched. Lightly. Just as the simple contact brought me peace, Mrs. Jung appeared again and gave a slight, disapproving cough at our display of affection.
"Sorry, sister-in-law. We're still newly-weds after all."
"Oh, really?"
She gave us a look, being the thick-skinned woman that she is, but she meant no harm. Suddenly I felt my face burn in embarrassment and I quickly hid behind Yunho. He held my hand tenderly, locking our fingers firmly together, comforting me with all these small little actions because the passage of time had left me so weak and fragile.
Mrs. Jung sat on the bed and patted the child's head lightly, her expression soft and motherly. She wasn't her biological mother, but I knew that the love she had for her was true.
"A-hyun, A-hyun.... Wake up, child...."
She woke the child carefully, and A-hyun woke up almost immediately. She recognized her and reached out a small hand to touch her face. Mrs. Jung carried the child in her arms. Sensing the presence of more people around her, A-hyun looked around with bleary eyes, and the first person she singled out was her father. Seeing his face, she smiled, but not with a child's smile - her eyes sparkled with maturity as she smiled at her father.
And then, she spotted me standing behind him, and her face changed. In that instant, she stopped smiling, as if she realized something.
All the good feelings I had when I came to this place vanished like a dream. When the child lifted her gaze again to observe me, an uncomfortable feeling ran through my veins, rooting me to the spot. Damn it, this must be a curse! What happened at that moment really led me to believe that it was truly a curse.
"From now on you're going to live with Appa. Wouldn't you like that?"
Even though she said that, the child didn't even look at her father, fixing her gaze on me instead. Her intelligent eyes told me that she knew something, if not why did she looked so steadfast? It's like I'm laying my feelings naked before her. How I wish I could ask her right away: Who are you? Who on earth are you? Why are you making me so uncomfortable?
She grabbed the child's hand and pointed at me good-naturely.
"This is Umma, see? Isn't she prettier than our A-hyun?"
No matter how much it pained her to do so, she had no choice but to introduce me to Lee Suh-hee's daughter.