"You promised to help me with brother and Celine," Almond said as she sat on the edge of the bed while looking at her father. She didn't scream, became aggressive or run away like a kid throwing a tantrum. But the way she crossed her arms and pouted her lips made her looks the same way. "You are so irresponsible, dad," she continued in low voice.
"If I am irresponsible, what about you?"
Kloper suddenly sat up, like an old handsome zombie while sweeping his hair upward. With wide opened eyes, Almond stared at her father. "H-How..." she stuttered an incomplete question.
"I promised to help you, right? So, this is me helping you," Kloper chuckled in clear voice. He's well sobered, far from the image he showed a moment ago. There's no way to sober up a drunk man within a few minutes, and for that, Almond realized that they were scammed.
"You're not drunk?!" She yelled.
He pressed his index finger to the seam of his lips. "Shsssh. Tone it down. You
Jeonghan'sPOV She thought we will be sleeping in two separate rooms. So when she realized that we will spend the night together in one place... "Let's go home~" Celine murmured while fighting the drowsiness on the bed. She's laying down, eyes closed. Instead of using a pillow, her clutched hands were placed between her cheek and the soft bed sheet; like a baby on big cot. I watched the gentle rising and falling of her chest with a stare that's far from a motherly gaze. "This isn't right. But I'm letting this slide because I'm so sleepy," mumbles which faded along with her soft deep breaths. 'Justhow much she drinks?'I wondered, smiling like an idiot as I kept on gazing. She's worth than billion stars up in the night sky, than the wide blue ocean, than the sweet smell of the falling petals of spring, than the vast lands you'll see from the top of the mountain... Gawking at her is just... just
When I was young, there was a woman who I called "mom." She was so kind and she always spoke gently. Her hazelnut eyes crinkled in delight every time he shouted my name. "Eugene. Eugene." But even though she always calls me'myson',I never felt the affection of a mother from her. They say that a mom's arms are more comforting than anyone else, that she's a home and she has unselfish desire to give before her own. However, the love I received from her was more like a pity. She looked at me as if I'm a merciful character in the movie, like a child who's out of her world. Therefore, a day came when I stopped calling her "mom." One spring day, where buds bloomed into colorful pieces of arts, someone visited our house. It is a familiar looking woman together with a young girl. It was my first time seeing them, yet it didn't feel foreign. Was it because it felt like staring in front of two mirrors? "Go on, Eugene. Greet the
Third Person's POV The three leaders of HongYoonChoi, Joshua, Kloper and Groid took a meeting about the coming paintball competition. They just finished looking at the names of the participants. "So Jack won't participate this year," Kloper shared. "He's the winner last year so he maybe thought it's unfair to participate again," Groid commented. Staying silent at the corner, Joshua once again looked at the papers, on which, he saw his friends’ names. A grin creep out on his lips right then. "Awww, man. It will be more fun to add competent people in the game," Kloper grunted. Groid, while sitting properly unlike Kloper whose feet laid above the table, spoke again, "My son and your son will participate. I think it will be a good game." "I know," Kloper chuckled. "Those kids who never attended this event have finally come to their senses." "It's because Joshua is the new leader," Groid spitted the
"I think you know the reason why I brought Hoshi with me." Minghao and Hoshi are standing in front of Celine's office at her cafe; Minghao at the right side while Hoshi at the left. The room isn't soundproof and Celine let it that way for Minghao to hear everything that is bound to happen. "I heard that he showed his face to you. So, I came to negotiate regarding of that," Jun's voice continued to resonate. It was then when Minghao set his sharply gaze towards the guy beside him, who he realized was the man he had an intense fight at the attempted abduction night. His hand almost reached for his blade, itchy to take his revenge but also has right patience to stop himself from doing something his master's doesn't ask for. And so, he remained moveless at his place after taking an edgy breath. On the other side, Hoshi didn't look back at him for he's contented to see his opponent's glare using his peripheral vision. 'Well, I really did speak ill to h
Seungcheol'sPOV [Can we meet tonight?] With just a single text from her, I felt refreshed. After spending my morning at the shooting range to practice, I went straight to work. I thought it's better to fill my mind if I don't want my anxiousness beats me; or else I might cause trouble by going in the resort just to check her. But on my way to work, I received Celine's message, asking for a meet up tonight. My world brightened all of a sudden. Like a child who forgot why he was pulling a tantrum a moment ago just because he was given a candy, I also forgot my worries. The pile of paper works in my office lessened as time passes by. I was doing my best to finish everything so we can see each other as soon as possible. 'Where should we go this time? Her apartment again? Or should I book a room in hotel? But she'll think I have lewd intention if I invited her to spend o
[Can we meet tonight?] The message Celine has sent to Seungcheol was received and seen. Three minutes have passed. She checked her phone from time to time but there's still no sign of any reply. Knowing his personality, Celine guessed that it could be because he's busy in work. Yet she can't help but to feel distress over a simple matter. She loosened her grip on her phone and rested the back of her hands on her lap. A sigh slipped from her lips before she looked outside the window and adored the sunset. It came as a settled heart to the horizon, as if the sky itself could speak of love. The orange fold stretches far and wide, like fire and tangerines. She rested her forehead on the windowsill, allowing the little bump of the glass and her head as the car moves, and let the warm caresses her skin. Celine felt feverish as the dawn's light dazzled on her face, but she was energized. It's even funny when she thought that the sunlight would give her the vitamin D when it
"Then before you take your shower, come here. Let's have a quick practice." Wonwoo pulled her wrist and let her stood in front of him. "Hey!" She protested. Her pitiful eyes pored to Minghao, as if their asking for his help. However, she shouldn't forget the command she uttered to Minghao a few days ago. [ If I ever begged you to help me escape from my training, then don't you ever help me. Even if I cried, ignore me.] Minghao treasures loyalty the most. So just like her request, he didn't entertain her puppy-like stare. He looked away, both hands behind his back that made him looks polite. 'Thisfreak!'Celine secretly spits curse at her supple servant. "Now stop blaming an innocent freak," Wonwoo both defended and mocked Minghao while he handled her the balance knife that is generally best for beginners like her. "Look at the target and focus." Celine exhaled sharply before she set her eyes on the wood tar
I had a plan of meeting Joshua so I could share the information about Junhui's attendant, Hoshi. But because the Wen's heir came to me and asked to hide his subordinate's identity, that plan was put down. So instead of meeting Joshua, I decided to see Seungcheol with the only purpose of talking about Almond. Sure, I can also talk about this to Joshua. But among them, I wanted to discuss the situation to Seungcheol first, since he is the reason why Almond went so mad after knowing the truth. I took a deep breath while standing in front of my old apartment's door. Minghao reassured that he'll stay at the parking lot and told me that I can take my time. Even so, it's not polite to keep him waiting, therefore I'll make it quick. I prepared myself enough so that if I see Seungcheol's face, I can suppress the feeling of longing to hold him again. To be honest, it is hard to move on from the memories of the night we passionately shared together. I am, actually, looking forward for