"Our Secret Love"
A/N: My first attempt at writing a fan fiction. Please do tell me what you think of this little work of mine and by all means, if you find something wrong or something you think I should improve on, feel free to comment. Thank you!
DISCLAIMER: If Ji Hoon was mine, I wouldn't be writing a story about him because he'll be having steamy nights with me in my bedroom. Okay, I'm totally kidding there. We all know Jung Ji Hoon and Song Hye Kyo are my world for nearly a decade now (like Bambi Ackles' addiction on Alec McDowell and Max Guevara of Dark Angel.)
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Hye Kyo got up from the couch as soon as she heard the knock on the front door. Leaving Jang-Gun in her living room, she turned down the handle and found Ji Hoon standing outside her apartment.
"Can we talk?"Ji Hoon asked her. As his eyes laid on Hye Kyo, she was a sight to behold. Her long hair down, her eyes gleaming, her skin giving off an intimate warm glow, her fuzzy white robe tied around her waist, hugging the curves of her figure.
When she asked if something was wrong, Ji Hoon said nothing, instead he gave her a soft peck on the lips and assured that it was not something he did, but on their current relationship.
"Come inside, let's talk in the living room because it's cold here." she gave a small smile, relieved that her boyfriend is okay.
Ji Hoon followed. She led him across the living room, holding his hand behind her back.
"Uhmm... do you want me to make you a cup of tea?" Hye Kyo asked while he sat on the couch and started to pet their dog. A strain of guilt struck Ji Hoon as she stood there looking at him.
"It's ok. Uhmm... Hye-kyo ah, can you sit beside me?" he asked while motioning his girlfriend to sit on the couch next to him.
She sat on the couch with her boyfriend. He pulled her close to him, pulled her into his chest, and held her there, just breathing. He kissed her forehead, and drew back slowly. He looked at her and her eyes were closed. A sigh eased from his parted lips.
She whispered, "What are you thinking about?" and stroked his cheek.
Ji Hoon looked at her vulnerably. "Just wishing that this would never end."
She snuggled into his chest and whispered, ''It doesn't have to.''
He pulled her closer and kissed her again. Happiness and joy settled around them like a warm cloak.
"Remember I was supposed to tell hyung about our relationship?"
She nodded her head.
''Yeah... well now, I told him about it. Told him that about our relationship ... what's our real score."
Hye Kyo looked at him, reading his face as his expression changed by degrees, from concern to something else, something very different as their eyes met. Everything slowed way down. He took her hand.
"I'm sorry babe. I'm really sorry." he finally confessed.
She doesn't need to hear the words. Cause she already knew. The weight in her chest tightened suddenly, unbearably, but his gaze, locked with hers, did not waver.
"Hye Kyo... babe…" Ji Hoon said in a very soft tone.
He leaned towards her and tilted her chin. "I just don't want you getting hurt. That's why I'm doing this for you. I just wanna protect you."
Hiding their relationship seemed to be the most practical choice. After all, they're both celebrities and being open in the public won't be easy because they'll be hogged by paparrazzi, tracking their everyday life. Imagine if people will track their everyday life and action, and the headline will flash their everyday life without their permission...that would be uncomfortable.
"We can work this out I promise." Even at sad moment, Ji Hoon was optimistic.
Hye kyo let out a long breath she hasn't realize she's been holding. Finally she spoke, although her voice was weak, but she made sure he'd hear her clearly.
"Okay. For now, we'll keep this as our secret. This isn't easy, you know. It'll be hard getting through and it'll be hard keeping everything together."
Ji Hoon was thankful for his girlfriend's understanding. He knew it's going to be hard to both of them, but for now, this is the only way to keep his girl from getting hurt.
He ran his hand over and over her head then slowly, Hye Kyo pulled away a little, just enough to look him in the face and met his gaze. "Promise me one thing will you? We have to take care of each other ok? Will you promise me that?"
He looked into her eyes. "Whatever happens Hye Kyo, I'll be with you. Whatever happens, we'll be together." He promised, and he would keep his word, no matter what.
Hye Kyo smiled through the tears in her eyes and he pressed a kiss to the top of her head, wrapped his arm around her shoulders and lulled his girlfriend to sleep.
And so it goes...The two of them dated. He always held her hand, kept her close at all times. "Don't hold her so tight, she's fragile," an old man in the street of Myeongdeong had said, laughing, as they walked past hand in hand. She laughed and put her head on his shoulder as they walked.
She tried cooking for him many times. He ate every bite of her food, and asked for second helpings. She smiled at him while he ate. He called her every night, and left messages when she wasn't home. He called her at work one day, but she was busy and couldn't talk. He spent days and days with her, and didn't want to leave her house. Sometimes he ripped flowers from the yards for her. She always displayed them in a jar on her kitchen table, smiling as she chided him for taking them.
He left her only to go to work, leaving his mind free to think of her. On his days off, he tried to occupy himself with other things, but his thoughts always came back to her.
Their relationship was not always easy, of course. Ji Hoon admitted to himself that there were some glitches on that learning curve, moments when they could have broken up but didn't. Living in a planet of limitations was exasperating from time to time, and some of their fights get nasty.
There'd come a time when it becomes a cycle. Expectation. Disappointment. Adjustment. Sometimes their relationship felt as if there's no spontaneity. It challenges them beyond what they can imagine, demanding them to hold on, to bear up, to learn. But they had a promise. A promise never to get broken. Even if they fought from time to time because of the stress coming from their respective career, they made sure they'd talk about it. When it felt like their relationship was about to slip away like ships at sea, they try to go back to that night where they promised to love and take care of each other, pulling them like anchors, grounding them together and make the rowing worth it.