With a curt nod, Young-Jae scurried behind the counter to make the chamomile tea again while she fished her phone out, deciding to toy with him a little more. Young-Jae's phone dinged and he flinched very slightly but clicked on the notification thinking it was another comment on his cam account.
JAEMINMIN: Hey :)
MINYOUNG-JAE: hi
JAEMINMIN: How are you? I just got a break at work.
MINYOUNG-JAE: ok
MINYOUNG-JAE: hbu
JAEMINMIN: I am good too.
JAEMINMIN: Hey, your pictures are very nice!
MINYOUNG-JAE: thanks
JAEMINMIN: wanna see mine?
The man ran a hand through his hair, thinking if he wanted to get rid of the mullet for a second but then again he thought it gave him a rich look so
Even the changing landscapes weren't enough to drown out how much I missed you. It is wrong, I know. It is not supposed to happen, I know but I still want to keep you close to me whenever and however possible. I know it might be for just a second but I would still choose a second in your arms over millions in somebody else's. The sun sets, lights drown out and that is when you come to me. You come to me when the ache from another 'her' returns and I welcome you with arms wide open. It could be days, weeks, months, years from now and I'd still welcome you with arms aching from being held up in the air because I know it is wrong, I know it is not supposed to happen but I will forever choose a second with you than millions with others. - Young-Jae had sent 'jaeminmin' a double text over two hours ago but she hadn't replied yet. He sighed finishing up after uploading his video on
Aren't half of your assets are supposed to be transferred to my name after the divorce is finalized?," he asked with a smirk but Minjae broke out into laughter."God, I'm so happy I didn't marry you. Please educate yourself before you talk to me, fucking uneducated bastard," she shook her head without even turning to face the man."Whatever, I'm here to return the ring and everything you bought for me," he gritted through his teeth, not wanting to return the luxuries but he had no choice because of his pride."Keep them. I don't want anything related to you near me. Oh and that includes you yourself.""Alright, I'll go but only after I have my coffee. You can't say no to that. I'm a customer and we wouldn't want a customer upset because he was denied service, now do we?", Jiwon grinned sadistically and Minjae's fists balled on
It's a weird thing isn't it? To touch someone and feel like you're on fire when it's your fingertips that are freezing cold. They shiver on their own as I run them down your neck, your collarbones, the dip between and you huff, half at how agonizingly slow the touch is and half at how incredibly it affects you, makes you fall apart without realisation. It is all so elevating, the hair at the nape of your neck stand, my skin ripples in goosebumps and yours follows the effect. There is a fingertip, cold, nimble and long in the middle of my back. It splays up and runs down till I shiver, back arching into you and I part my mouth from yours in a whimper. It really is weird, isn't it? I break for you, shatter and turn over inside my body all because I get to touch you and most importantly, I get to be touched by you. - Young-Jae only tilted his head in confusion as she went on talking to herself til
"Here try this. It's like the best pasta ever," Hyunexclaimed transferring a generous amount of the dish onto Minjae's platter. She sighed and took in a deep breath, he was constantly feeding her new dishes she would taste. Every dish that was good enough and passed Minjae's checkpoint arrived at Young-Jae who further examined whether or not it'd be perfected by him."I can't eat more," he whined tugging at Minjae's blazer sleeve and she whipped her head to him with furrowed brows and a very smile small on her face."I promise this will be the last for today. Do you not like the food?", she asked scrunching her nose up and he vigorously shook his head no. Of course, he liked the food, it was the most delicious lunch he had ever had except that one time Seok-Min had made him Bulgogi."My stomach is gonna burst I swear to god," he groaned holding a hand
I've started to miss you Pieces of you The fleeting touches I've started to miss them again. This time, I'm not sure if I'll ever not miss them. You stay next to me with me in your arms but your eyes search for somebody else, something else. Do you need more? Or do you need less? Do you need me? Or do you need her? What do you see when you look at me? Are you looking at me or are you looking at yourself in the mirror behind us? What do you want when you part your lips but never speak? What do you wish for when your eyes shine beneath me but you forget me the next minute? Do you see me? Or do you see another her? I've started to miss your touch, every second every minute. It's poisonous because what do you see when you look at me? Do you see me or do you see another her? - "Are we doing it right here?", he panicked, for the first time, he was so nervous about sex. Why? He had no idea either.
Justin! Why are you here if you can't do anything properly?", Minjae's scream echoed through the complete shop but fortunately, it was empty. Justin shivered deeply, he swore even Minjae could've heard his heartbeat but what could he do? He was new to working one-on-one with her anyway."I-I'm sorry Ma'am. It's just that this is m-my first time working with you," he stuttered and she took in a harsh breath before clenching her jaw. She tried to calm herself down by fisting her hands but it didn't work either."Stop stuttering Justin, I promise I'm not always this rude. It's just I have a lot of work to be done today and you're not helping it," she mumbled coldly, her upfront forward tone stinging like a bitch but her words weren't as harsh as her tone.As soon as Justin had scurried off in hopes of finding the white chairs she wanted, Minjae sat down on the
My December doesn't feel the same without, come take me back. When was it when I saw you last? The last month? The beginning of December? Will I ever see you again? And if I do, will you be the same? Will you be just as forgiving? Just as sweet, honey dripping from your lips like you've spoken an octave higher? What is it that will change about you? Would you let me love it? Would you let me love you, still? Would you let me love you more than I do now? Would you let me love you more than she ever did? Would you let me love you as much as I wish I could? Would you let me in? - Young-Jae?", she hurried to him, followed by Kim who was previously pestering her to climb up the stairs and change into the dress he just bought for her, knowing damn well she would try to act professional and end up wearing the same clothes she wears every day. "You sho
N-Noona, I'm worried. Please don't cry, just tell me what happened," Minjae shook her head but Young-Jae couldn't see it so she pulled away and wiped the few tears that had rolled onto her cheek. The boy smiled a smile so reassuring that Minjae couldn't help but smile back."You're gorgeous dolled up or not, in a dress or in a pantsuit. You're always gorgeous," she threw her head back in a happy fashion and Young-Jae immediately realized just how easy she was to figure out even with her cold and rude frontier. He couldn't believe that a woman so strong and beautiful had tears in her eyes because her best friend didn't compliment her."By the way, Joon's been staring at us for quite some while. I think he wants a dance with the lady of the night," Young-Jae teased but Minjae's smile dropped and she hmphed, looking away in the most stubborn way ever."Ah I see