/A Perfect Day for A Love Declaration/ Day Sixteen
a perfect day for a love declaration
day sixteen ★ who can see the truth
The wind was cool in Jeju island when we arrived by late afternoon. It was refreshing (calming), that I felt a little more at ease when I breathed the open air, than when I was stuck in the flight with Yoona at my left and Yuri at my right. Whoever it was in the airline that gave us those tickets must have been playing a dirty trick on us. I thought, looking around on the balcony of Yuri's family home in the island.
You could definitely count of the Kwon family when it came to combining luxury and comfort all at once in their home. The house was tasteful, fully furnished and isolated from the other houses, and was closer to the beach than I had expected. It had three huge bedrooms: The girls (Yeonhee, Sooyoung, Yoona) were going to share one room, Kibum and Donghae another... and the master bedroom for me and Yuri. Of course I didn't make the arrangements (I thought I was rooming with Kibum and Donghae, which I would have preferred) but Yuri did. And somehow I knew not to bother arguing with her about it.
"Stuck in your thoughts, Shim?" Sooyoung's voice cut through the comfortable silence and I winced. She saw my expression and hit me lightly on the shoulder. I smiled slightly at her in greeting.
"You're too noisy." I said, leaning forward on the banister. She chuckled, "And you're too serious. Lighten up."
"Sharing a room huh?" I rolled my eyes.
"It wasn't my idea."
I could see Sooyoung nod her head out of the corner of my eye. "Of course it isn't. Just like this wedding isn't your idea either."
"Are you really just going to stay quiet this whole time? Forget anything happened?"
She looked at me expectantly. "I know about what happened four years ago." My ears perked but I made no movement to show my surprise. Sooyoung continued, "Yeonhee let it slip when I rode with her and Kibum earlier today and I was as shocked as she sounded when she was saying it."
"I havta say, Shim. I didn't think you had it in you. I thought it was just Yoona the whole time... but, just wow." She smiled. "Were you really going to propose?"
I didn't reply, and instead breathed in a little more deeply. Sooyoung stepped closer, leaning against the wood of the railings and let out a short laugh. "I know I haven't been the most supporting person when it came to you and Yoong but... as a friend-- your friend I mean, I'm worried."
"Wow. I'm touched." I joked, earning a harder smack on the shoulder this time. Sooyoung wrinkled her nose at me (though the serious stare in her eyes told me she meant her words) and I smiled slightly.
"It's hard being friends with Yoona and Yuri, seeing as Yuri's getting married to you and we both how screwed up you and Yoona are right now. But it's even harder being friends with you and those two." She frowned. "Do you realize how difficult a situation like this is? It's a warzone, Shim!"
"Sorry," I mumbled, shrugging my shoulders. I continued to stare out into the water, absentmindedly reaching up around my neck to touch the ring dangling from my necklace. "Don't worry about it so much though. Things will be fine."
Sooyoung moved away from the railing and shook her head. "No, it's not Shim. Seeing you hold on to that"-she pointed at me, at the ring-"tells me everything you don't have the courage to say."
I pulled the necklace under my shirt. "Reflex, Choi. That was a reflex." I said, but even I didn't believe my own words. I looked back out to the water and sighed.
Meanwhile, Sooyoung -- beside me -- sniggered.
* * *
"I'm so hungry!" Yuri exclaimed, jumping face down on the bed I had chosen to sleep on. I smiled, gently pushing her off a bit and joining her there.
"Should we eat out? I saw a cute restaurant on the other side of the beach. What do you think, Yeonhee?" I said, brushing the hair off of my face. Yeonhee shrugged, putting her things together, and said nothing. Her silence was beginning to worry me, and I decided to wait until after dinner to grab her and make her talk.
Yuri's loud sigh brought me back to reality and I looked back at her. She was looking out the window thoughtfully. "How about we just cook dinner? The housekeeper stocked up some food before she left today, and I think it'd be best if we make use of them."
"That's a good idea too," Yeonhee suddenly said, and Yuri clapped happily. I looked at both of them as they started to list down a possible dinner menu -- and the feeling of loneliness started to creep into my heart. Why does it feel like Yuri's taking something from me?
She already took Changmin. Now she's taking your friends too. My conscience chided and I shook my head.
That's stupid, Yoona. That's not fair at all, I scolded myself for feeling insecure and smiled, more to myself, than to the two in front of me. She's my friend too. And I had decided letting go was for the best... right?
"Yoong? We're going to kitchen now. Are you going to stay and stare out into space like that?" Yeonhee's voice cut through my thinking and I grinned at her sheepishly.
"Sorry, I was totally spacing out." I followed them out the door and down the stairs, into the kitchen. "So what are we cooking?"
"We decided on roast chicken, and maybe a salad. What else should we make?" Yuri replied, opening the refrigerator to check on the ingredients. She had her head poking the inside of the refrigerator for a moment before looking back at us with an embarrassed expression on her face. "Actually, I don't know how to cook."
I burst out laughing, with Yeonhee following me, and gave Yuri a short hug. "You're so cute, Yuri. Come on. You can still help even if you don't know how to." Yeonhee said, patting her on the head.
I started to move around the kitchen -- pulling out ingredients and instructing Yuri on how to cut and chop the vegetables while I demonstrated them for her. Yeonhee stood over next to me, grinning down at Yuri's attentive face and laughing. "You're really interested huh?"
Yuri grinned. "Yeah. I have to be, or else how the heck am I going to feed Changmin-oppa?"
"He hates eating out." I said, not really thinking. Yeonhee nudged me with her elbow, and I stiffened when the thought of what had just come out of my mouth sunk in. Fortunately, Yuri didn't notice.
"Yeah, he hates it. I don't understand that about him. Eating out is fun!"
"It is, but it's expensive," Kibum cut in -- entering the kitchen with Donghae in tow -- "Whatcha cooking, Yoong?"
"Hmm. Samgyeopsal and sundubu jjigae, I guess. Apart from roast chicken and a salad." I answered, focusing back to the vegetables I was cutting. Yeonhee decided to help out by cleaning out the chicken and teaching Yuri how.
"Are you a good cook?" Donghae asked, grinning from across the kitchen counter. I shrugged, wrinkling my nose cutely for him. "Maybe."
I had just gotten the jigae going when Sooyoung came in (following her nose no doubt) with Changmin. I held my breath as he looked at me before turning away just as quickly as I lowered my eyes to focus on the food again. That's great, Im. How are you ever going to really get over him if every move he makes you forget how to breathe?
I mentally knocked myself, frustrated with the way my heart was beating frantically when Sooyoung bounded towards me, demanding a taste test. Meanwhile, I heard Yuri bounced towards Changmin.
"Oppa! I've been wondering, what's your favorite dish?" she asked. Changmin made a small sound, like a grunt.
"He eats anything edible." -- "I eat anything edible."
And suddenly the room fell quiet.
* * *
"He eats anything edible."
Hearing Yoona speak, much less say something about me, surprised me. Her voice filled my ears, and made my heart race. Around us the room fell silent as she chopped, sliced, stirred and cooked away -- that I had to smile when she looked up surprised, blinking adorably.
"What are you guys looking at?"
Kibum grinned, leaning over the kitchen counter. "Gosh, when was the last time the two of you said the same thing at the same time?" He looked at both of us back and forth.
Yoona was confused for a moment, before realization came across her features and she blushed. She glanced at me tentatively and I tilted my head, a small smile still etched in my lips. "I guess we did say the same thing at the same time, huh?"
"Yeah." I replied, looking at her.
Sooyoung and Yeonhee were laughing beside each other.
"I remember the first time they did that. Remember when we were talking about Kim Jonghyun's pants and the two of them suddenly said, at the same time: 'He looks like an idiot in those'." Sooyoung said, shaking her head, "We were laughing so hard because they didn't even notice that they had said the same thing in perfect sync."
"That was embarrassing." Yoona commented.
"But those pants really did look ridiculous." I interjected. She burst out laughing. "What? They did. They rode up in indecent places."
"It was pink too." She added, a small smile gracing her lips. "Those were fun days."
I nodded, leaning back against the wall. "They were."
Her eyes looked into mine (my heart was left drumming, humming) a little longer this time -- and then she looked away.
I felt Yuri's head rest on my arm-
* * *
"We have to talk, Yeonhee."
"Okay."
"What are you not telling me?"
"It's not something I should tell you. Someone else has to do it."
"Then who?"
"... Who do you think?"
Changmin...
"Hey!"
"Hey."
"Don't come near her."
"What is this about, Donghae?"
"You know what I'm talking about. Stay away from her."
"... I've been thinking about this a lot--"
"Just let her go, will you? She already has, she's with me--"
"I'm not going to let her go that easily. I can't."
"You're getting married."
"I know... But Yoona has my heart."
She always will.
NOTE: Ooh snap. There's drama! /fail
day sixteen ★ who can see the truth
The wind was cool in Jeju island when we arrived by late afternoon. It was refreshing (calming), that I felt a little more at ease when I breathed the open air, than when I was stuck in the flight with Yoona at my left and Yuri at my right. Whoever it was in the airline that gave us those tickets must have been playing a dirty trick on us. I thought, looking around on the balcony of Yuri's family home in the island.
You could definitely count of the Kwon family when it came to combining luxury and comfort all at once in their home. The house was tasteful, fully furnished and isolated from the other houses, and was closer to the beach than I had expected. It had three huge bedrooms: The girls (Yeonhee, Sooyoung, Yoona) were going to share one room, Kibum and Donghae another... and the master bedroom for me and Yuri. Of course I didn't make the arrangements (I thought I was rooming with Kibum and Donghae, which I would have preferred) but Yuri did. And somehow I knew not to bother arguing with her about it.
"Stuck in your thoughts, Shim?" Sooyoung's voice cut through the comfortable silence and I winced. She saw my expression and hit me lightly on the shoulder. I smiled slightly at her in greeting.
"You're too noisy." I said, leaning forward on the banister. She chuckled, "And you're too serious. Lighten up."
"Sharing a room huh?" I rolled my eyes.
"It wasn't my idea."
I could see Sooyoung nod her head out of the corner of my eye. "Of course it isn't. Just like this wedding isn't your idea either."
"Are you really just going to stay quiet this whole time? Forget anything happened?"
She looked at me expectantly. "I know about what happened four years ago." My ears perked but I made no movement to show my surprise. Sooyoung continued, "Yeonhee let it slip when I rode with her and Kibum earlier today and I was as shocked as she sounded when she was saying it."
"I havta say, Shim. I didn't think you had it in you. I thought it was just Yoona the whole time... but, just wow." She smiled. "Were you really going to propose?"
I didn't reply, and instead breathed in a little more deeply. Sooyoung stepped closer, leaning against the wood of the railings and let out a short laugh. "I know I haven't been the most supporting person when it came to you and Yoong but... as a friend-- your friend I mean, I'm worried."
"Wow. I'm touched." I joked, earning a harder smack on the shoulder this time. Sooyoung wrinkled her nose at me (though the serious stare in her eyes told me she meant her words) and I smiled slightly.
"It's hard being friends with Yoona and Yuri, seeing as Yuri's getting married to you and we both how screwed up you and Yoona are right now. But it's even harder being friends with you and those two." She frowned. "Do you realize how difficult a situation like this is? It's a warzone, Shim!"
"Sorry," I mumbled, shrugging my shoulders. I continued to stare out into the water, absentmindedly reaching up around my neck to touch the ring dangling from my necklace. "Don't worry about it so much though. Things will be fine."
Sooyoung moved away from the railing and shook her head. "No, it's not Shim. Seeing you hold on to that"-she pointed at me, at the ring-"tells me everything you don't have the courage to say."
I pulled the necklace under my shirt. "Reflex, Choi. That was a reflex." I said, but even I didn't believe my own words. I looked back out to the water and sighed.
Meanwhile, Sooyoung -- beside me -- sniggered.
* * *
"I'm so hungry!" Yuri exclaimed, jumping face down on the bed I had chosen to sleep on. I smiled, gently pushing her off a bit and joining her there.
"Should we eat out? I saw a cute restaurant on the other side of the beach. What do you think, Yeonhee?" I said, brushing the hair off of my face. Yeonhee shrugged, putting her things together, and said nothing. Her silence was beginning to worry me, and I decided to wait until after dinner to grab her and make her talk.
Yuri's loud sigh brought me back to reality and I looked back at her. She was looking out the window thoughtfully. "How about we just cook dinner? The housekeeper stocked up some food before she left today, and I think it'd be best if we make use of them."
"That's a good idea too," Yeonhee suddenly said, and Yuri clapped happily. I looked at both of them as they started to list down a possible dinner menu -- and the feeling of loneliness started to creep into my heart. Why does it feel like Yuri's taking something from me?
She already took Changmin. Now she's taking your friends too. My conscience chided and I shook my head.
That's stupid, Yoona. That's not fair at all, I scolded myself for feeling insecure and smiled, more to myself, than to the two in front of me. She's my friend too. And I had decided letting go was for the best... right?
"Yoong? We're going to kitchen now. Are you going to stay and stare out into space like that?" Yeonhee's voice cut through my thinking and I grinned at her sheepishly.
"Sorry, I was totally spacing out." I followed them out the door and down the stairs, into the kitchen. "So what are we cooking?"
"We decided on roast chicken, and maybe a salad. What else should we make?" Yuri replied, opening the refrigerator to check on the ingredients. She had her head poking the inside of the refrigerator for a moment before looking back at us with an embarrassed expression on her face. "Actually, I don't know how to cook."
I burst out laughing, with Yeonhee following me, and gave Yuri a short hug. "You're so cute, Yuri. Come on. You can still help even if you don't know how to." Yeonhee said, patting her on the head.
I started to move around the kitchen -- pulling out ingredients and instructing Yuri on how to cut and chop the vegetables while I demonstrated them for her. Yeonhee stood over next to me, grinning down at Yuri's attentive face and laughing. "You're really interested huh?"
Yuri grinned. "Yeah. I have to be, or else how the heck am I going to feed Changmin-oppa?"
"He hates eating out." I said, not really thinking. Yeonhee nudged me with her elbow, and I stiffened when the thought of what had just come out of my mouth sunk in. Fortunately, Yuri didn't notice.
"Yeah, he hates it. I don't understand that about him. Eating out is fun!"
"It is, but it's expensive," Kibum cut in -- entering the kitchen with Donghae in tow -- "Whatcha cooking, Yoong?"
"Hmm. Samgyeopsal and sundubu jjigae, I guess. Apart from roast chicken and a salad." I answered, focusing back to the vegetables I was cutting. Yeonhee decided to help out by cleaning out the chicken and teaching Yuri how.
"Are you a good cook?" Donghae asked, grinning from across the kitchen counter. I shrugged, wrinkling my nose cutely for him. "Maybe."
I had just gotten the jigae going when Sooyoung came in (following her nose no doubt) with Changmin. I held my breath as he looked at me before turning away just as quickly as I lowered my eyes to focus on the food again. That's great, Im. How are you ever going to really get over him if every move he makes you forget how to breathe?
I mentally knocked myself, frustrated with the way my heart was beating frantically when Sooyoung bounded towards me, demanding a taste test. Meanwhile, I heard Yuri bounced towards Changmin.
"Oppa! I've been wondering, what's your favorite dish?" she asked. Changmin made a small sound, like a grunt.
"He eats anything edible." -- "I eat anything edible."
And suddenly the room fell quiet.
* * *
"He eats anything edible."
Hearing Yoona speak, much less say something about me, surprised me. Her voice filled my ears, and made my heart race. Around us the room fell silent as she chopped, sliced, stirred and cooked away -- that I had to smile when she looked up surprised, blinking adorably.
"What are you guys looking at?"
Kibum grinned, leaning over the kitchen counter. "Gosh, when was the last time the two of you said the same thing at the same time?" He looked at both of us back and forth.
Yoona was confused for a moment, before realization came across her features and she blushed. She glanced at me tentatively and I tilted my head, a small smile still etched in my lips. "I guess we did say the same thing at the same time, huh?"
"Yeah." I replied, looking at her.
Sooyoung and Yeonhee were laughing beside each other.
"I remember the first time they did that. Remember when we were talking about Kim Jonghyun's pants and the two of them suddenly said, at the same time: 'He looks like an idiot in those'." Sooyoung said, shaking her head, "We were laughing so hard because they didn't even notice that they had said the same thing in perfect sync."
"That was embarrassing." Yoona commented.
"But those pants really did look ridiculous." I interjected. She burst out laughing. "What? They did. They rode up in indecent places."
"It was pink too." She added, a small smile gracing her lips. "Those were fun days."
I nodded, leaning back against the wall. "They were."
Her eyes looked into mine (my heart was left drumming, humming) a little longer this time -- and then she looked away.
I felt Yuri's head rest on my arm-
* * *
"We have to talk, Yeonhee."
"Okay."
"What are you not telling me?"
"It's not something I should tell you. Someone else has to do it."
"Then who?"
"... Who do you think?"
Changmin...
"Hey!"
"Hey."
"Don't come near her."
"What is this about, Donghae?"
"You know what I'm talking about. Stay away from her."
"... I've been thinking about this a lot--"
"Just let her go, will you? She already has, she's with me--"
"I'm not going to let her go that easily. I can't."
"You're getting married."
"I know... But Yoona has my heart."
She always will.
NOTE: Ooh snap. There's drama! /fail