Beautiful You (Chapter 5)
Beautiful You - Chapter 5
"Do we have to do this, SinHye?" ChangMin turns to his back, tears in his eyes.
"Dae, of course!" She sat on a high stool, her elbows on the counter, with an apple in her right.
"But, but, Sin -" ChangMin tries to argue.
"No buts, just do it!" She took another bite off her apple, eyes went back to the new magazine she just bought from the bookstore.
ChangMin glared at the smiling YooChun, standing next to him who is chopping and slicing the fresh spinach earnestly. He's going to prepare a healthy yet simple 'Spinach Egg Roll'. JunJin's in charge of grilling the marinated chicken, they oh-so loved, while ChangMin, who doesn't know much about making any exquisite meals, was placed to chop onion instead.
YooChun came back only last night after spending the whole day talking, joking and sharing stories with JunSu. He was so excited that he talked about him all night, annoyed JunJin with the huge poster of SaRang and ChangMin's TV time. Only SinHye paid attention to every single thing he said. She was amazed about JunSu, especially the poems which she read, it was sweet and nice.
So, the sneaky girl eventually, sent an sms to JunSu that night, received a reply this morning and gave a shocking news to her brothers over breakfast about inviting JunSu for dinner today. She planned the whole day bossing about the menu, while shopping and even now, cooking, all for the sake of a poem she wants to impress her idol with, because SaRang loves them.
"It's all your fault, hyung" ChangMin's tears rolled down his cheek involuntarily, lifted his shoulder to wipe off the tears off his eyes.
"I can't believe I'm doing this just so that she can impress that hyena" JunJin whispered to ChangMin, eyes on her sister in between, afraid she would hear.
"Hyung, can you pass me that bowl over there" YooChun was oblivious of the glare the two gave, took the bowl and placed the finely chopped spinach in. Next, he mixed the beaten eggs, rice wine and milk into another bowl.
Other than composing, YooChun is a major talent in dealing with kitchen utensils. He finds the time to make his favourite dishes whenever he's free although the taste can never come close to his mothers'. He sometimes wonders why.
Unlike the two who were glaring, mumbling, and uttering some curse words, YooChun was in great mood. He is whistling a happy tune which SinHye knew she did the right thing because regardless whether she gets the poem or not, her brother is very happy that he gets to see JunSu again.
DING DONG!
"I'll get it!" ChangMin immediately rushes to the door, just finished with the garlic. "JunSu, come in"
ChangMin's voice could be heard from the kitchen. SinHye turns to the kitchen entrance, knowing ChangMin will lead him here anyway as he still has many things to do. JunJin keep his eyes on the grill and darts to the entrance after checking every condition of the chicken, YooChun is at the stove, concentrating on his omelet.
"Hello, JunSu-oppa"
JunSu was stunned, bows after a second with a smile. He brought a bottle of wine, handed it to her. Colleen was left at home so that he could come here by bus.
"You're early" ChangMin looks at the clock. 'Didn't SinHye said she invited him for dinner? It's only 5'
JunSu looks at SinHye.
"Oh, I asked him to come early to help me with the poem" SinHye said cutely. JunJin snorted at the reply. He can't believe his sister can be this thick-faced.
"JunSu, please help yourself. Dinner will be ready soon" JunJin said, turns back to the grill.
"Okay, the ome-" YooChun turns, just to stop later when he saw JunSu. Who could blame him for being embarrassed when he's wearing a cute apron with little heart imprinted on it? Not to mention the way he froze, holding a frying pan on his left and a heart pancake spatula on his right.
JunSu laughs, covered his mouth and looks away to the other side. YooChun looks too cute in his opinion. YooChun placed the pan on the counter and turned away to the stove. He was embarrassed but steals a glance over his shoulder to see JunSu's expression. JunJin rolled his eyes, continue grilling. ChangMin chuckled.
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SinHye sat on her bed while Junsu occupies her chair, sitting in front of the computer, looking at SaRang's cyworld page on the screen, paying attention to SinHye's blathering about her undying admiration to the famous model, about how inspiring she is to be a public figure in coming future. SaRang was a polio survivor, suffering from the acute viral disease since she was 12. She can only stand or walk for a certain amount of time, often had to carry to wherever she needs to go. She felt like dying sometimes, to have troubled and hurt so many people, especially her family members. She couldn't even see or play with her brother, couldn't help him to get up after a bad fall, couldn't coax him when he cried. She was told that she wouldn't be able to walk again, wanted to end her life but a cry from her brother one day, changed everything. He brought her out to the park one day, sat on a bench and talks to her, telling her how important she is to him, even though she didn't do much but for him, he's happy to have known someone like her because through her, he learnt a lot about people with disability, he has a different point of view now, and the most touching was he thanked her for being his sister.
Then, miracle happens, after many years of exercising, she could finally walk although it was hard and small steps but she did. She walked toward her brother and hugged him, they cried in each other embrace. She walks everyday to school, market, shop, everywhere with her brother, who never gave up on her. She loves him very much. He encouraged her to be a model, an ambition she wishes to be when she was 5 years-old. And she did. She wants to show others who has the similar experience, to not give up. She entered the reality show and although her story was a true inspiration to many, SinHye can never understand why her brother dislikes her.
"Omo, JunSu-oppa. Are you crying?"
JunSu shook his head, looks away when SinHye stares at him. He took the tissue from SinHye to wipe his tears.
"It's touching, right? That's why I love her so much" She said, hugging her Winnie Pooh plush toy.
JunSu looks back at her with a smile.
"She loves poem, that's why I want you to write for me" SinHye showed the poem she wrote in a piece of paper. JunSu read it, although it was simple but it is nice.
JunSu gave her a confused look, hands on the keyboard, he types, 'Why? Your poem is nice enough'
"I want her to fall in love with it. I want her to feel happy that she has someone here who wants to be her"
'Believe me, she preferred yours than mine. Yours come from the heart, she would be able to know you've tried'
"The others send her so beautiful ones, I can't match them"
'Some are good, some are not, but not every can touched her'
"You're not going to help, aren't you?" SinHye pouted.
'I'll fixed some, not all. It supposed to be your creation'
"Okay" SinHye's face lit up instantly.
'May I use the bathroom?'
"It's over there, JunSu-oppa" SinHye points to her room bathroom.
'Any other?'
"Why?" SinHye asked, puzzled. 'What's wrong with her bathroom?'
JunSu smiled nervously. He wasn't sure whether to tell her his awkwardness of using girls bathroom. He grew up with a sister who loves to hang her undergarments in there.
"Um...well...you can use Chun's bathroom. His room is over there" SinHye points to the room right opposite hers.
JunSu gets up, bows a little before making his way to YooChun's room. He opens the door, closes it, and walks straight to the bathroom. He could smell the scent of peach as he closed the bathroom door. YooChun's bathroom is clean, sparkling clean. JunSu felt weird suddenly, but he has to clear off his bladder. He has been halting the urges for a few minutes, didn't want to interrupt SinHye's talking non-stop confession halfway, which JunSu deemed as being rude.
He flushed, washing his hands with the new lavender scent hand wash standing next to the faucet. He got out and went straight towards the door, didn't want to be nosy. He opens the room door, papers from the board flaps, one fell on the keyboard. JunSu picks it up and was about to tack it back, when he noticed the others on the board. He was surprised to see his own handwriting on each of them, he reads them, discovers that all of them were HIS notes, that he wrote as a response to YooChun. From the first note, up until the last one, yesterdays, each of his notes were tacked on the board, covering ever little space there is. He stood there, lips slowly form a smile.
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YooChun closes his room door, puts his wallet and car keys on his desk table, takes off his jacket and hangs them on the coat stand. He just got back from driving JunSu home, he's beat, slumped his whole body on the bed.
The dinner went well, he prepared JunSu's favourite, gathered from their conversation yesterday. He gets up and walks to the board, with all the notes tacked nicely. His left hand glides onto each notes, a habit indulged since he first got them. His hand went to each until he felt a certain lump underneath one of the long poems JunSu wrote, he flips the poem over and saw a small little note tacked. He takes it out, finds it weird because he didn't remember he had it but the writing he recognized, belongs to JunSu.
His head shot up, trying to find a reasonable explanation for the sudden appearance of the note. JunSu was with them all day, playing video games with ChangMin before he offered to take him home. He thought it was a prank by his irritated brothers but they wouldn't have had forged the handwriting so well. Then, SinHye's face flashes through his mind, he walks out of his room to SinHye's room, knocked twice before opening.
"Oppa" She regards him from her bed, she's about to sleep.
"Did you went to my room?" YooChun asked, unaware of interrogate tone used.
"Aniyo. JunSu-oppa did. He went to use your bathroom"
"When?"
"Before dinner. Why?"
YooChun didn't answer her as he closed her room door and went back to his room, smiling. He sat on his bed, looking at the note, reading them:
You're one hell of a miracle
Who can always make me smile
Just knowing that you care
Makes my life worth-while.
YooChun didn't know what he feels anymore. There's a mix of excitement with embarrassment with astonishment and way too many more in him.
He gives the note a sweet kiss before going to bed.
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**@ Beautiful You - Chapter 6 @**