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Ch. 4 Can you stay with me?

Walking under shining brightly soon full-moon Yun Bok let out hum. Hands were laced behind back, lips curled up with bright smile as bright as the moon, or perhaps brighter. "It's really beautiful, wish I could have her song every night, every day. How wonderful it will be." The thought caused a soft sigh slipped out his mouth. He was walking with eyes closed that he didn't realize has arrived at his house. He stumbled at gate and fell to ground "Aw!"

"Where are you keeping your gaze at?" Young Bok lifted an eyebrow approaching his brother. He had been waiting for Yun Bok.

Yun Bok rubbed his leg, pushed body up. "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? Why, you're surprised because you just leave me there, alone, with that girl. I can't believe you just leave me with her."

"I'm sorry," He stepped to his brother's side trying to calm him down. "You said will help me."

"Yes, but not with having drink with a gisaeng." Young Bok growled.

He stifled a laugh and cleared his throat when his brother gave annoyed look. "She did something?"

Young Bok cast gaze aside. "Nothing." He answered briefly. Yun Bok gave skeptical look and he grabbed his shoulders. "Let's get inside, father has been waiting for us."

"She did something, right?" He teased. "Did she hug you? Or maybe a kiss?" He laughed and started to run saving his head. Moment later they were sitting in living room. Young Bok poured wine for his father after his mother left them.

Shin Han Yeong took a gulp of his wine and looked at his sons. "How is your school going? When is bureau exam?"

"It will be held at the end of this month." Young Bok replied.

He emptied his cup. "I see. Then you should be ready for the exam. I know both of you won't disappoint me."

"We will do our best to pass the exam." Young Bok replied his father before glancing at his brother who has gaze down at hands on lap.

"You're quiet, Yun Bok. I count on you to bring honor into our family."

Yun Bok lifted his gaze up and gave light nod. "I understood father." His father nodded with smile of satisfaction. His mother came in and they excused themselves.

"You okay?" Young Bok asked his brother as they headed their rooms. Yun Bok pulled corner of lips up.

"Yeah, just tired."

"Don't think too much." He patted Yun Bok's shoulder. He noticed the pressure on his brother's shoulder. Yun Bok and himself also love painting but become Royal painter was his father's dream, not their dream. "Even if you fail, there will be next chance." Yun Bok stopped at sudden and turned to face him.

"Who says I will fail the exam? I'll get the highest score. Actually I'm more worried about you, hyung."

He clicked his tongue at his brother's smugness. "You don't need to worry, I'll be just fine. And I'm not afraid of beating you at exam." He lifted chin up.

"You say that," Yun Bok grinned. "If I beat you at exam you'll have to do whatever I say."

"You have my word." Young Bok agreed. He got bad vibes when Yun Bok curled lips up in a grin. He knew that grin.

"I'm looking forward to see you get drunk, hyung." He said grinning wickedly walking on. "I bet someone would be happy to hear this."

Young Bok widened his eyes in horror. "No way."

He put the final line and smiled satisfyingly. He looked up to see his objects, a gisaeng accompanied some men, kept laughing and chatting. Yes, he visited gibang again. This time was for his painting. That was why he put himself hidden behind onggies (Korean traditional earthenware) as he painted the daily sight of gibang. He looked down at his painting, particularly at the gisaeng. It wasn't Jeong Hyang actually but for him it was her.

Satisfied with his work he cleared up his painting tools and crawled out his spot. He halted when a thought came to him. "Perhaps I can meet her." Grinning with the thought he changed direction. Before he could sneak inside, unfortunately, someone noticed him. He remembered the girl. "Hi," The timid girl approached him but looked hesitated. "Uh, can you help me?"

"Do you want to meet miss Jeong Hyang?"

He smiled at the girl's straight question. "Actually, yes. Can you help me?" The girl pursed lips, seemed to be wondering. "Is she busy?"

"Actually, she has guest now." Eun Ae said and saw the man scrunched face up a little in disappointment.

"You think," He bit his lips. "I can wait at her room?" The girl tilted head, looked unsure.

"I think she won't mind." She thought the older woman won't mind at all. She gave nod and preceded him toward her room.

He sat down and put the holder beside him. "Thank you." He thanked the girl.

"She won't be long."

He gave nod and smile watching as the young girl walked toward door and pushed it close. He eyed the room and smiled, couldn't wait to meet her. He noticed she put flowers in her room. "So, she loves flower." It made him smile as their first meeting flashed in his head.

"Jeong Hyang, are you in there?"

The sudden voice froze him. Afraid of being caught he glanced around for hiding place. He found folding screen with full-blooming tree painted on it. He grabbed his holder quickly and hid behind it. He held his breath as the person entered in.

"She isn't here."

He blew a breath of relief but remained unmoved. After a while he decided to step out. He moved a leg out but then halted as there was sound of door being opened. He pulled leg back but unfortunately it hit his holder and it fell on floor with loud voice.

"Who's there?"

"None." As soon as the word escaped his mouth he slapped his head mentally.

"Show yourself right now."

Now he realized the voice. "Jeong Hyang?"

Jeong Hyang couldn't help dropping her jaw. "Painter?" The painter came out, smiling sheepishly.

"Nice painting you have here." He turned to the folding screen pretending to admire the painting. "I've been wondering who's the painter."

She cocked head a little at his comment. "Should I ask what are you doing in there?"

He rubbed palms against his pants, chuckled nervously. "Admiring the painting," He gave nod toward the screen but of course she didn't buy it. "I didn't mean to scare you or anything, I uh, thought to wait here, and, someone came in, so I…" He pointed toward the folding screen behind him. She remained silent staring at him and it caused him cast gaze down in embarrassment. "I'm sorry." 'Now she will hate me' He cursed himself inwardly. Her sudden giggles caused him to look back at her.

"You surprised me more and more." She said. He kept his sheepish smile. "Still, I'm happy to see you here." She must admit she was.

"Really?" He lightened up.

She chuckled and pushed door closed behind. "Have a sit. You want some drink?"

"Nah, better keep my mind sober." He said. She smiled and sat down before him. "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine, thank you for asking." His charming smile became irresistible now. "I see you are too." He wriggled. She then noticed his painting holder. "You have task today?"

"No, I thought to paint something here."

"May I see it?" She asked. He looked hesitate for a moment and opened the holder. He unfolded the paper spreading it on floor. "You paint this?" She looked over at the painting. "It's beautiful." She brought gaze up back to him.

"Thanks." He returned the smile. "I'll have exam in coming days, actually."

"What kind of exam?"

"Military exam." He answered while putting painting back into holder. "Bureau artist exam, of course." She giggled.

"Though, I wonder if you can carry a weapon." She teased.

He let out a huff at the teasing. "I can carry one. You don't believe me?" She put a hand up to cover her chuckle. Suddenly he had weird thought. He wished could see her smile every day. 'What am I thinking?' He brushed the thought off.

"Is there something wrong?" She asked at his quietness. He shook head lightly smiling wider. "You're a great painter," He let out light chuckle. "It's true. Sadly, I'm not good at painting."

"I can teach you."

"You? Teach me?"

He nodded encouraging. "Since I'm free, so you are, we can try."

"Who says I'm free?" She pressed lips together when he raised an eyebrow.

"All right then. I'm just offering, but if you're busy well," He shrugged and grabbed his holder ready to leave.

"Painter," She quickly stopped him.

"You want me to stay or leave?" He put serious face on although inwardly he was grinning. She cast gaze down for a moment but there was small smile. "So?" She then lifted gaze up back at him. "It's okay, if you're busy," He played with the belt of holder. "I'll take my leave."

"I want you to teach me."

"Well, if you insisted."

She leaned to pinch his arm. "Painter," He caught her hand and laughed. She couldn't believe he just flirted with her. And herself seemed can't resist it. Moment later they were sitting together, he stood on knees behind her, while he taught her how to paint. She was holding the brush and his hand was over her.

"Keep your hand move like this," He moved her hand back and forth over the paper. "Steady, and slowly."

She wanted to keep attention at the lesson but she found it difficult. He was sitting right behind her, his hand was holding her, and his voice was gentle in her ear. It was surely distraction to her. She couldn't even save his explanation in head. She held a breath as his body leaned against her shoulder. 'Stay focused Jeong Hyang, pull yourself together'

He thought to steal a glance but ended up locking eyes at her face. He had never been close to any girl before that it felt strange. Indeed it was strange but wasn't uncomfortable either. He shut eyes closed as her sweet perfume filled his nostrils, starting to take his mind away. 'What is this unfamiliar feeling whenever she's around me?'

She felt his grip loosen a little and now she moved the brush with her own. "Is this okay?" She turned slowly bringing gaze up to look at him. He lifted eyelids up. Those brown eyes of his were now staring at her, sending unfamiliar spark. She found her body couldn't move. 'This was absurd' Her brain told her to throw gaze, or lean away but those eyes had locked her.

He didn't know what to think, should he lean away or keep staring at those beautiful eyes. For the next moment, how long he didn't know, they just stared at each other. He could feel her breath and it increased the unfamiliar feeling. He got frustrated a little at the unknown, whatever feeling he felt at moment. Unconsciously he cast gaze down at her lips and saw it curled up slowly.

"You have something there,"

Something wet touched his right cheek finally broke his stunned. She started to giggle and he finally realized that she has left ink on his cheek with the brush. "Hey," He reached out to take the brush off from her. He smirked slyly lifting the brush.

"Painter," She warned and pushed him away. He caught her hands with his other hand leaning over. "Painter," He, however, lifted the brush to her cheek. She closed her eyes pulling away and it just happened. She fell back down on floor.

"I think black suits you." He teased and laughed when she gave light punch on his shoulder.

Their laugh gradually died and once again they were in staring state. He made her nervous as he trailed gaze over her face, not to mention their position. Without realizing it her hand was up reaching for his face. His smile grew wider as it touched his cheek. She didn't know what had come to her at moment. Her thumb brushed his soft skin, her eyes then went down to his curled up lips. Something was wrong with her.

"I'm sorry miss…"

A sudden gasp threw Yun Bok out from his bubble. Realizing that he was half straddling the geumgi, and someone just caught them, he swiftly straightened back. The young girl who looked really shocked mumbled something before backing out, pulling door closed.

Jeong Hyang pushed body up. She took glance at him. He had eyes close, seemed to be embarrassed. She cleared her throat trying to melt the awkwardness. Partly to clear her mind. 'What was that? What was I thinking?'

"Uh, I better…" He started stammering, couldn't look at her. "Should go." He grabbed his painting tools and rushed out. Once he was outside the room, he drew a deep breath. His heart, oddly, beat fast inside his chest. Now he had turbulance at what has happened in there. He took a glance and let out heavy sigh before heading out.

Jeong Hyang closed eyes to calm her breath, and pounding heart. She opened eyes but then palming head as many thoughts and questions rose up.

"Finally I have my own portrait. Do I look pretty?"

"You look amazing, trust me." Yun Bok replied but then turned to the person standing beside him, his brother. "What?" He said with low tone.

"Seriously, this is your brilliant idea? Disguising as girls?"

He punched Young Bok's forearm lightly and put a finger over mouth. "You'll make us get caught." Luckily the girls who had voluntarily provided clothes they need didn't hear them. They were standing behind a tree changing to women's clothes. "You're really a picky, don't worry you'll look just pretty as those girls." He said to his brother while throwing jeogori on, grinning. Young Bok pulled corner of lips up into a snarl before reluctantly dressing up.

"Hang on ladies, you'll definitely be pleased with my masterpiece." Winking at his brother he then walked off holding his own clothes.

"Even after years, he still amazed me," Young Bok picked his handbook following after his brother. "And drives me crazy." He got more amazed at Yun Bok's acting moment later. He had to fight from laughing when Yun Bok 'flirted' with the guard so they can pass to river. "That was amazing," He said in amazement as they walked toward river. "They just believed you."

Yun Bok beamed. "They're just idiot, and luckily I don't grow moustache like you." He said and they laughed. "By the way, be careful with that." He pointed toward Young Bok's moustache.

"Sorry," Young Bok drew jangot closer to cover his mouth, in particular moustache. "But I must say, this is crazy. You're crazy."

Yun Bok just beamed and they walked on toward river. As they advanced the river he could hear laughter. And soon the delightedly laughing people came to sight. He looked over at many women, young and old, enjoying the day. Yes, today was Dano festival. He had been looking forward for the day.

Young Bok tried not to look at the women, although it was impossible. So he decided to keep gaze down at feet. He lifted his gaze when his brother stepped forward. "Wait, where are you going?" He caught Yun Bok's arm stopping him.

"To take better look." Yun Bok answered obviously.

"What if someone notices us?" He took glance around before looking back at his brother. Yun Bok had already walked off leaving him behind.

"You're just worrying too much. Nothing is gonna happen. Look at them," He wandered gaze at women washing hair at river side. "Living as a minor, they never have their own time." He stepped forward, moved gaze to women washing their bodies in the river. "Once in a year, only a day," Then to others gathering around a swing. "They are allowed to be free, putting down the mask of routines," He curled lips up in small smile, unconsciously. "And just be themselves, for what they are."

Unfortunately for Young Bok, he couldn't look at those women. His righteousness just couldn't let him take the advantage. All he wanted to do was hiding, or maybe just leaving. He sighed and turned around but when he found two women came approaching his eyes went wide. "Uh, Yun Bok,"

"Hey, there. Why don't you take off your clothes and enjoy the water?"

"I…" He quickly cleared his throat and increased his tone. "I'm fine, just don't like sunbathing." He excused with his fake female voice, or he tried. "I need to see my brother, I mean my sister." He slapped head mentally. "Only girls are allowed here, right?" Letting out giggles with his fake female voice he turned to leave but one of the girls took his arm.

"Let's play swing then."

"S…s-swing?" His eyes went wide a little. The girl flashed cheerful smile. He quickly pulled arm off. "Sorry, I'm just…just…" He whirled to run. Unluckily for him, he bumped to someone else instead.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes…yes, I'm..." He managed a reply with his female voice but the woman's beauty silent him. The woman said something he guessed as be careful before leaving him. He then noticed Yun Bok froze also at his spot but apparently not for his trouble. Yun Bok's eyes followed the beautiful woman. Now it dawn to him that the beautiful woman is the geumgi. And now he must agree his brother. However, another uninvited realization got him. The girls took both of his arms pulling him toward swing. 'This is not good, definitely not good' "Yun Boka," He called out with his fake voice but his brother was to occupied with the other woman. 'Yun Boka!'

Unaware of his brother's trouble Yun Bok moved legs out. It seemed he can't keep eyes from trailing over her. He swore it was like a goddess had come down into earth. The ways she dress, or walk, even smile showed her elegance. 'How could someone look so beautiful?' He took a step to her side finally stand beside her.

"It's really beautiful, isn't it?" Jeong Hyang asked.

"Yes, you are." Yun Bok replied with his usual tone and then realized it. "Uh, I mean yes, the sight is beautiful." He lowered his jeonmo (women's hat) when Jeong Hyang turned to look at him.

Jeong Hyang knitted her brows slightly. Something was just familiar with the woman. She shrugged and looked back at women who were riding swing. She caught Eun Ae waiting eagerly among girls. "The fine weather is just perfect, don't you think?"

"Indeed." Yun Bok replied with his female voice. He took a glance and caught smile at her lips. "Why don't you play with the others?" 'No, I'm not thinking something inappropriate of her' he said to himself. He shook the thought off.

"Should I?"

The reply made him smile a little, reminding him of their teasing. In fact it was actually flirting, but he just didn't realize it yet. "Well, it's Dano." He replied. For a while they just stood watching other women chatting and laughing. "This is my first." He was completely unsure for his own confession. She didn't immediately reply him.

"What do you feel?"

"What I feel?" He looked up and finally their gaze met. Inwardly he was afraid if she noticed him but he kept gaze still. "I don't know."

She couldn't help staring at the woman's eyes. It looked familiar. Too familiar. Those eyes and the charming smile. "You…" A scream interrupted her. They turned around and found some women started to scream. "What's going on?"

Yun Bok's eyes bulged out with surprise to find his brother without the jangot. Now everyone could see he isn't a woman.

"There they are! Over there!"

Another scream caused Yun Bok to whirl head. "Oh boy,"

"RUN!"

Yun Bok caught his brother's voice. He pulled chima up with a hand and broke into run. But his other hand, without he realizing it, had taken the other person's hand pulling her together with him.

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