lLove Again (Breaking What You Believe In)
Title:Love Again (Breaking What You Believe In)
Part: 3
Author: sarangshinee08
Pairing: Minkey and Onkey…just read this, and you’ll see^^
Rating: PG 13 (for now, I hope)
Genre: romance, angst..
Summary: Relationship brings hurt at the end…Key believes in this words so he never initiated any kind of relationship..friends and lover..but then he came and changed everything..but he never expected that it will only proved that what he believes is right..what if another chance comes? Will he be ready to accept it again? Or he learned from the past to never break what he believes in…
Disclaimer: borrowing them for this story and for my future works..but someday one of them will be mine..^_^
Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3
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Minho’s POV
I looked up the wall clock in the living room. It’s already 2 am and still no sign of him. Where is he? He’s not familiar in this city. I took another sipped in my now cold coffee and frowned. I put dwon the cup and looked at it. He loves coffee. we met because of coffee. actually we met gain because of coffee.
It was two weeks since I inquired about the apartment. The landlady told me that the space will be remodel since the last occupant was not that tidy with his place. It was exactly two weeks since I met coffee guy, that’s what I called him before. I never knew his name. I don’t why but I’m really interested on him. Something about him that made me remembered him. I never told Hara about this apartment thing nor the coffee guy.
I was walking back to my dorm from work when this coffee shop got my attention. I never get fond of coffee but that time my mouth was craving for a taste of it. So I immediately walked in. I was greeted by this happy waiter and I ordered a cup of café latte. I roamed my eyes around and saw this spot near the window. Perfect I thought. It was still early to go home. Hara was busy in her studies. I walked towards the table put down my bag then let myself be comfortable in my seat. Then the waiter brought my order. That time I thought how delicious the coffee was.
After some minutes of watching people walking outside I roamed my eyes on the people outside the café. There are only few people that time. An old man reading his newspaper. Two girls giggling with each other. A professional looking lady with he laptop. She’s beautiful but nothing compares to my girlfriend. Then I looked at the most corner part near the side window. And there I saw him again. He looked so serious reading that book. He was wearing a black rimmed reading glasses. I noticed also what he was wearing. A black and white strip long sleeved and a dark blue denim that for sure as tight as I first saw him.
After staring at him for some time, I had this urged to go to him. After mustering up some courage, I stood up and walked towards him.
“Hi..” I said but he didn’t even look up. “uhmm..excuse me..” when I noticed that he has no intention of even looking at me I sat on the seat across him and that was a good move.
“excuse me..?” he said taking off his glasses.
“hi..remember me..?” I said making my voice sounds friendly.
“who are you?” he asked like he never saw me before.
“I’m the guy interested in the vacant apartment in your building..the guys two weeks ago..” I leaned on the table making him remember me. Really that time I didn’t know what’s running on my mind as I approached him and initiated a conversation. But I felt happy as I watched him trying to remember me. He was so cute.
“I don’t remember..” he said as he put back his glasses on and go back on reading. I felt a bit irritated with his personality. He’s not only snobbish but also not friendly.
“but I do remember you..” maybe I should irritate him to get his attention. “I can’t forget someone as beautiful as you.” And I realized that time it was not the right word to describe a boy especially if it’s a stranger. I proved I was right. He closed his book and put it back inside his bag. He stood up hung his bag in his shoulder and took off his reading glasses and changed into a big sunglasses that really fitted him. He dropped some money on the table and even before I reached out my hand to stop him he was already on his way out of the door. I ran, grabbed by bag, leave some money and followed him.
“hey, wait..” I called out but he acted like he didn’t hear me. I ran faster and then grabbed him by his wrist.
“fuck off..” he shouted as he pulled himself away.
“ohh..sorry..don’t need to get mad at me..i’m just trying to be friendly with you..we’ll be neighbors as soon as I transfer to that space..” I explained myself in between breathe. I was waiting for him to say sorry or tell me that I just scared him but no didn’t. He turned his back on me and walked away. Me being competitive didn’t gave up. I followed him. I noticed that he knew that I’m following. His steps got faster and faster until some seconds he started to run. I ran as well.
“what’s wrong with you? Why are following me?” he stopped and glared at me (he took off his sunglasses first).
“I don’t give up easily you know..” I said as I walked near to him.
“and I have short patience..i’ll call a police if you continue following me..” he said as he put back his glasses and walked again. His actions made me smile. a different smile I guess.
“we’ll be friends whether you like it or not..” I shouted and I knew he heard it.
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Kibum’s POV
“we’ll be friends whether you like it or not..”
Up to now I can still remember that day. That when he approached me at a café, followed me and even made me run. After that day, my life changes.
After one week, I saw him again. This time I remembered him. I wasn’t lying when I told him I didn’t remember him at first. I never let myself remember anyone. I was normally unfriendly and snobbish. I don’t have friends and I never tried to have one. I don’t want relationship because I believed that it will make you happy at first but when you are used to the feeling they will change, leave you and hurt you at the end.
He was tall and good looking. There are others, girls and boys, who are confessing on me most of them was good looking as him but I never got interested on even one of them. But this time I felt different. Maybe because he was so annoying.
“thank you Mrs. Lee.” He bowed and bid goodbye to the old lady. And into my surprise he averted his gaze from Mrs. Lee to me. I could see the same surprise in his eyes. I acted like I was looking something on my bag to avoid his gaze.
“hi..” he said and I looked at him. “remember me..?”
“why are you always ask that?” I said as made my way to the mail box.
“so you do remember me now..” he said in this low voice that gave me cold in my spine.
“what do you want?” I asked making sure to give him my death stare.
“friends..” he then extended his hands to me. I looked at it. I turned my back on him and bite my lower lip.
“I can wait..i’ll be transferring my things tomorrow..will you help me?” he asked.
“no..i’m a busy person” I said as I opened my box and saw two envelopes. I grabbed it and put it on my bag. I walked pass him but I didn’t missed the frown in his face.
“thanks anyway..” I heard him say and then I left.
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Minho’s POV
When I heard the words no I’m a busy person I thought I should give up. I rather accept him not my friend than him as my enemy. But I was wrong. Very wrong.
“here you go..last box..” Mrs. Lee said as he handed a medium sized box. I didn’t lie that I needed help in my transfer. I can’t ask Hara since it was surprised. My other friends are also busy.
“thanks for the help Mr.s Lee..” I said as I closed the door. I looked at the boxes piled up. Such a mess. I looked at it and couldn’t figure out where I should I start. I was about to pick up the box named kitchen when a knock stopped me.
“wait..” I said as I tried to pass along the piled boxes careful for it not to fall. “did you forgot something, Mrs Lee..” but to my surprise it was not Mrs. Lee.
There he stood in a white shirt and black pants the one person I thought would never ever knock on my door. “coffee guy..”
“coffee guy?” he asked confused.
“oh..i never knew you’re name and I noticed the coffee you were drinking at the first time we met and there..what are you doing here?” I asked.
“uhmmm..i heard from my apartment noises..and ..remembered you asked help..i had nothing to do I don’t need those noises tonight so i..”
“to help..” I cut him as I smiled. Honestly that time I felt happiness I never felt before. I succeeded. This guy will be my friend.
“sort of..if you need it still..”
“of course I do..i don’t have any idea where to start.” I said as I opened the door wide showing him the mess.
“too many boxes..” he said as he entered inside pushing one box away from his way.
“yeah..i live in a dorm inside the university..so I kinda have many things I brought form my home..” I said as I put away the boxes away from the couch. “sit..”
“thanks..so I think we first need to do one place..” he suggested as he looked at me.
“yeah..the kitchen?” I pointed.
“ok..” then he stood up. He walked pass me making me close my eyes. That scent… That distinct smell of him. Vanilla and lavender.
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Kibum’s Pov
After that day when I helped him on unpacking his things everything went smooth between us. He still annoyed me with his actions and words but it felt right. I always looked forward on our little night out every day.
He would rent movies then I would buy popcorns. We would end up talking about ourselves. Each days passed and we became closer. Then I realized, I got my first friend in him.
“what did you just called me?” he asked as I was about to enter my apartment. He came with me in my shopping that day.
“what?”
“the word you called me a while ago..?” he moved in front of me blocking my way in.
I looked at him and tried to remember the word I said and.. “friend..i said..”
“you called me your friend..woah..YOU CALLED ME FRIEND..” he was screaming that I needed to calm him to not wake up other occupants of the building. “so we’re friends now..”
“yes..so please shut up..you’re waking the other..” and I was cut when he hugged me. I protested at first but relax on the embrace when I felt his head resting on my shoulder. After some minutes he pulled away with this stupid grin.
“we’re friends..”
“yeah..do you need to repeat it over and over..” I rolled my eye as I gently pushed him away from my doorway.
“it means I’m your first..” I looked at him confused of what he meant. “you told me that you never had a friend before..so this means I’m the first..”
“yes..” I answered as I stepped in my apartment. “good night” and I closed the door. I leaned on it after locking. Then I felt the urge to smile. this was the first I ever felt happiness because of someone. I always enjoyed being alone. I watched comedy films alone laughing alone. I shop alone. I eat alone. I do everything alone. And there he came. I never become alone again.
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Minho’s POV
“I never had a friend..” that words made me shivered. How can a man live alone? No man is an island right. But this man is different. After a week of annoying him he finally gave me his name.
Another week passed and I found myself watching this romantic comedy with him. Another week he was in my kitchen cooking something for our dinner. Another week he allowed me to come with him in his shopping.
Another week and he was teaching me about my lessons and I in returned teach him some sports. Another week we were playing soccer and he enjoyed it. Na another week he called me his friend..his first ever friend.
Well my plan of living with Hara in this apartment never happened. Her parents didn’t like the idea and her as a good daughter as she is didn’t dare to disobey her parents. So it ended up me alone in the apartment. But my reaction was unexpected. I was supposed to be disappointed but I was not. I found myself going home early after work and looking forward for our movie and dinner together. It was either I going in his or I forcefully took him in mine but it was at the first week.
Hara became so busy with her study and we only have time during lunch or weekend if got lucky. It was like having first an appointment to meet her. That’s why I ended up going out with Key but I was happy I did. He was so arrogant at times but I like it about him. He was so easily to get irritated making him looked so cute.
Time passed by and I found myself wanting to be with him all the time. I even lied to Hara just to be with Key
in watching the marathon of our favorite tv series.
Three months passed and we were getting closer. At the same time I felt different. I always had these butterflies in stomach whenever he was so close with me. I also noticed myself staring at him longer than before. I even feel so empty when he was not around. I felt weird things when we were together. Like one time we were watching this horror film. When this surprising scene came, Key screamed and jumped on me. He covered his eyes and leaned on me.. his head on my chest. I felt the room got hotter and the urge to touch him got in to me. I was about to put my arms around him when he let go and moved away from me. That was so awkward that he didn’t talk to me for days.
After listing all these different feelings, realization hit me. I looked at his picture in my phone that time he was my screensaver. I just did that to annoy him. It was him sleeping in my couch. It was cute and can’t figure out why he hated that. I stared at it and there I knew. I fell for him..fell for him so hard.
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