Sarange Ch. 33
Chapter 33.
One Date.
I learned that it is possible to choke to death because for the life of me, I couldn't stop hacking up my lungs and bits of ramyun as I struggled to find the words to deny the question that came out of his mouth. After a few seconds of beating my chest to dislodge the noodles stuck there, I glared up at him.
"What?!"
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I figure I've let it go long enough. I mean if we're going to be involved, I think I should know what I'm getting myself into."
"Are you fucking crazy?! I was trying to eat and you ask a question like that. Do you want me to die?"
"No, I just think that it's only fair."
"Well life is not fair, now is it?"
"Why do people say that? I hate that idiom."
"Oh shut up!"
"Look, I see the way you are with the other fans. It's perfectly clear that you hold them in a higher regard than a simple fan. I know you used to dance for SM and it only makes sense that you would run into them especially if you're on tour together. That coupled with the fact that you had a heart attack when you heard they were splitting up just proves that you care. Normally, I wouldn't be that worried about it, but you said that he doesn't know and I'm pretty sure I know why."
"Oh, really? And what pray tell might that reason be?"
"You wanted to protect him."
"How d-..,” I took a deep calming breath to slow the racing of my heart. “What would make you think that," I shook my head, hoping he would let it go. Slyly, I added, "That doesn't even make sense."
"I'm a musician.. and I'm Korean. I know how my people get over those idol groups. I even get a little weak in the knees when I see Minzy shakin her money maker. It's a culture thing."
"Oh my god.. you are such a pervert! She's like half your age!"
"Well I'm not going to deny it, but I at least show a little restraint. The point is I'm trying to understand you. You said that you didn't tell him that you were pregnant when you left, but you won't date me because you're still in love with him. You told me that you guys are over and that you have no plans to go back to Korea so why can't you start over with me?"
I set the chopsticks down slowly, and eyed him carefully. I wasn't about give away all my secrets, but he had been very generous with his time and he did get me my job so I figured it would be okay to toss him a little bone.
"Let's just say, hypothetically, that you're right, that I was involved with a member of DBSK that resulted in Daejoon's existence. What's it to you?"
"Well for one, are you really not going to tell him about Dae and two, what time should I pick you up for dinner on Friday?"
Exasperated, I threw my hands in the air and left the kitchen. Plopping down on the couch in the living, I stared at the black TV screen. A few minutes later, I felt the cushion next to me sink.
"I'm persistent. I won't stop until you have dinner with me. I don't really care about this other guy, whoever he is. I'm okay with being the rebound guy so stop worrying about me so much and just go out with me."
I didn't mean to smile, but he really was a persistent jackass. Much like someone else I used to know and look where that got me. Besides that fact that I was scared to death to get involved with someone and that I was a mother now, there really was no valid reason for me not to go out with him. He was a hard worker, he treated Dae like his own, and he was attractive in his own way. In the back of my mind, it felt like I was cheating.
“One date.”
He paused for a while before he said anything. “Really? That was easier than I thought.”
“Are you saying I’m easy?”
“Oh yea.” His arm curled around my shoulders, pulling me against him. “Like pulling teeth.”
“So where are you taking me?”
“What I have to tell you right now? Can’t you give me a little time to figure it out?”
“Well I figured you had been dreaming about this day for so long that you would have it planned out down to the outfit I’m going to wear.”
“If we’re talking about dreams, the outfits you wear are a little risqué for outside the bedroom.”
I slapped his thigh as hard as I could and crossed my arms. “Pyeontae..”
“Arasseo, arasseo. Is there any special place you want to go?”
“Nope, but it better not be lame or I’m leaving before it gets started.”
“Fair enough.” He looked over at the clock to see how late it was. “We better get to bed.
It’s getting late. Which side do you like to sleep on? I’m partial to the right side myself, but I could be persuaded to the left side for a price.”
Using his chest for leverage, I pushed myself up to my feet and pulled the blanket from the back of the couch over his head. “I don’t think so. Sleep on the couch or go home.”
“Yes, Ma’am. I like a woman that plays hard to get.”
As I walked around the corner of hallway to check on Dae before going to bed, I tapped my fist against my forehead. I felt regret already for agreeing to go on a date with him. I didn’t want to have that feeling again. That excited, butterflies in the stomach feeling you get when you’re happy just at the thought of seeing someone; especially when that someone was not Changmin.
The next morning, I woke up lazily. Stretching, I got out of bed and rubbed the sleep from eyes. I was about to head to the shower when I realized that I hadn’t heard Dae all night. Yanking open my door, I ran down the hall to the nursery. Rushing the crib, my heart stopped. I searched through the blankets, but there was nothing in the crib. I called for Sean to see if he had already woken up to feed Dae. When I didn’t hear anything back, I started to panic. I checked the bathroom, the kitchen and the living room, but no one was there. I didn’t know what to do. I chest felt tight and it was hard to breath. I looked around the living room frantically, deciding to call the police when I heard a high pitched squeal coming from the outside. Without thinking, I walked slowly to the door leading to the closed in sunroom off the living room. Peeking out, I saw Sean sitting on a blanket in the floor with Dae in his lap. Gripping the handle on the door for support, I had to sit on the floor because my legs refused to hold me up. My chest heaving with relief, I cried like a baby. It took several minutes to compose myself. Getting to my feet, I headed to the kitchen to make two cups of coffee before joining them. I didn’t bring up the fact that I had lost my shit, but Sean could tell that I had been crying. I leaned in to scoop Dae into my arms, lifting him high above my head before squeezing him tightly against me. I had never felt such panic of fear before. The relief that he was safe had been so overwhelming it was like a high. It was slow to dawn on me, but I finally felt that strong sense of motherhood that everyone had been talking about. I was so happy that I felt like a normal mom that I leaned in and kissed Sean on the lips. It was a quick peck and over with before he could react, but he still couldn’t help smirking at me with that self-satisfied grin he usually wore.
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A/N: So it's been a while.. yea.. about that.. Well there really isn't much to say. I finished my 2nd semester of Korean and am currently on summer break getting ready to move. Not to Korea, don't jump the gun! haha Just closer to school. I'm working my ass off those summer so that next year I can hopefully go to Korea. I'm hoping to go with my friends that I usually go to the Korean Music Festival with, but if not, I'll just make one of my Korean friends go with me. haha. Free place to stay & a Korean translator. It's the perfect plan. :D
Anywho, I'm in the process of getting my pictures from KMF uploaded, but of course, lj is being a bitch so that will have to wait.
On another note, this chapter is a little slow.. and dull, but it does address somethings that I know you guys were worried about. Yay wee for light bulb moments! The next chapter shouldn't take as long to get done, but hopefully there will be a little time passage cause this story is getting a little icky. Anyways, happy reading as always. :D
Oh and one more thing, pyeontae or 변태 means pervert. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
One Date.
I learned that it is possible to choke to death because for the life of me, I couldn't stop hacking up my lungs and bits of ramyun as I struggled to find the words to deny the question that came out of his mouth. After a few seconds of beating my chest to dislodge the noodles stuck there, I glared up at him.
"What?!"
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I figure I've let it go long enough. I mean if we're going to be involved, I think I should know what I'm getting myself into."
"Are you fucking crazy?! I was trying to eat and you ask a question like that. Do you want me to die?"
"No, I just think that it's only fair."
"Well life is not fair, now is it?"
"Why do people say that? I hate that idiom."
"Oh shut up!"
"Look, I see the way you are with the other fans. It's perfectly clear that you hold them in a higher regard than a simple fan. I know you used to dance for SM and it only makes sense that you would run into them especially if you're on tour together. That coupled with the fact that you had a heart attack when you heard they were splitting up just proves that you care. Normally, I wouldn't be that worried about it, but you said that he doesn't know and I'm pretty sure I know why."
"Oh, really? And what pray tell might that reason be?"
"You wanted to protect him."
"How d-..,” I took a deep calming breath to slow the racing of my heart. “What would make you think that," I shook my head, hoping he would let it go. Slyly, I added, "That doesn't even make sense."
"I'm a musician.. and I'm Korean. I know how my people get over those idol groups. I even get a little weak in the knees when I see Minzy shakin her money maker. It's a culture thing."
"Oh my god.. you are such a pervert! She's like half your age!"
"Well I'm not going to deny it, but I at least show a little restraint. The point is I'm trying to understand you. You said that you didn't tell him that you were pregnant when you left, but you won't date me because you're still in love with him. You told me that you guys are over and that you have no plans to go back to Korea so why can't you start over with me?"
I set the chopsticks down slowly, and eyed him carefully. I wasn't about give away all my secrets, but he had been very generous with his time and he did get me my job so I figured it would be okay to toss him a little bone.
"Let's just say, hypothetically, that you're right, that I was involved with a member of DBSK that resulted in Daejoon's existence. What's it to you?"
"Well for one, are you really not going to tell him about Dae and two, what time should I pick you up for dinner on Friday?"
Exasperated, I threw my hands in the air and left the kitchen. Plopping down on the couch in the living, I stared at the black TV screen. A few minutes later, I felt the cushion next to me sink.
"I'm persistent. I won't stop until you have dinner with me. I don't really care about this other guy, whoever he is. I'm okay with being the rebound guy so stop worrying about me so much and just go out with me."
I didn't mean to smile, but he really was a persistent jackass. Much like someone else I used to know and look where that got me. Besides that fact that I was scared to death to get involved with someone and that I was a mother now, there really was no valid reason for me not to go out with him. He was a hard worker, he treated Dae like his own, and he was attractive in his own way. In the back of my mind, it felt like I was cheating.
“One date.”
He paused for a while before he said anything. “Really? That was easier than I thought.”
“Are you saying I’m easy?”
“Oh yea.” His arm curled around my shoulders, pulling me against him. “Like pulling teeth.”
“So where are you taking me?”
“What I have to tell you right now? Can’t you give me a little time to figure it out?”
“Well I figured you had been dreaming about this day for so long that you would have it planned out down to the outfit I’m going to wear.”
“If we’re talking about dreams, the outfits you wear are a little risqué for outside the bedroom.”
I slapped his thigh as hard as I could and crossed my arms. “Pyeontae..”
“Arasseo, arasseo. Is there any special place you want to go?”
“Nope, but it better not be lame or I’m leaving before it gets started.”
“Fair enough.” He looked over at the clock to see how late it was. “We better get to bed.
It’s getting late. Which side do you like to sleep on? I’m partial to the right side myself, but I could be persuaded to the left side for a price.”
Using his chest for leverage, I pushed myself up to my feet and pulled the blanket from the back of the couch over his head. “I don’t think so. Sleep on the couch or go home.”
“Yes, Ma’am. I like a woman that plays hard to get.”
As I walked around the corner of hallway to check on Dae before going to bed, I tapped my fist against my forehead. I felt regret already for agreeing to go on a date with him. I didn’t want to have that feeling again. That excited, butterflies in the stomach feeling you get when you’re happy just at the thought of seeing someone; especially when that someone was not Changmin.
The next morning, I woke up lazily. Stretching, I got out of bed and rubbed the sleep from eyes. I was about to head to the shower when I realized that I hadn’t heard Dae all night. Yanking open my door, I ran down the hall to the nursery. Rushing the crib, my heart stopped. I searched through the blankets, but there was nothing in the crib. I called for Sean to see if he had already woken up to feed Dae. When I didn’t hear anything back, I started to panic. I checked the bathroom, the kitchen and the living room, but no one was there. I didn’t know what to do. I chest felt tight and it was hard to breath. I looked around the living room frantically, deciding to call the police when I heard a high pitched squeal coming from the outside. Without thinking, I walked slowly to the door leading to the closed in sunroom off the living room. Peeking out, I saw Sean sitting on a blanket in the floor with Dae in his lap. Gripping the handle on the door for support, I had to sit on the floor because my legs refused to hold me up. My chest heaving with relief, I cried like a baby. It took several minutes to compose myself. Getting to my feet, I headed to the kitchen to make two cups of coffee before joining them. I didn’t bring up the fact that I had lost my shit, but Sean could tell that I had been crying. I leaned in to scoop Dae into my arms, lifting him high above my head before squeezing him tightly against me. I had never felt such panic of fear before. The relief that he was safe had been so overwhelming it was like a high. It was slow to dawn on me, but I finally felt that strong sense of motherhood that everyone had been talking about. I was so happy that I felt like a normal mom that I leaned in and kissed Sean on the lips. It was a quick peck and over with before he could react, but he still couldn’t help smirking at me with that self-satisfied grin he usually wore.
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A/N: So it's been a while.. yea.. about that.. Well there really isn't much to say. I finished my 2nd semester of Korean and am currently on summer break getting ready to move. Not to Korea, don't jump the gun! haha Just closer to school. I'm working my ass off those summer so that next year I can hopefully go to Korea. I'm hoping to go with my friends that I usually go to the Korean Music Festival with, but if not, I'll just make one of my Korean friends go with me. haha. Free place to stay & a Korean translator. It's the perfect plan. :D
Anywho, I'm in the process of getting my pictures from KMF uploaded, but of course, lj is being a bitch so that will have to wait.
On another note, this chapter is a little slow.. and dull, but it does address somethings that I know you guys were worried about. Yay wee for light bulb moments! The next chapter shouldn't take as long to get done, but hopefully there will be a little time passage cause this story is getting a little icky. Anyways, happy reading as always. :D
Oh and one more thing, pyeontae or 변태 means pervert. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ