DISCLAIMER: I do not own BOF- its original plot, characters, etc. I'm just a mere fan who loves the SoEul couple. :D

Chapter 14: Hands

Yi Jung smirked as he entered his apartment. He knows that Ga Eul is blushing at the moment right now. Really, teasing her like that is likeable for him. He can't help but tease the girl. He loves seeing those chubby cheeks blushing. "But really, Ga Eul- yang, strawberry's good on your lips." He said to himself as Yi Jung settled himself on his bed upstairs.

Ga Eul, on the other hand, is blushing like a red apple as she remembered Yi Jung's last line before saying good night. She didn't have a chance to bid him good night because of what he said. Those words echoed in her mind as she went upstairs to go to sleep. 'Strawberry's good on your lips. Strawberry's good on your lips.' She smiled to herself as she remembered the kiss they shared tonight. "Naughty Yi Jung." she said to herself as she hugged the cuddly human- sized teddy bear Yi Jung gave her and slept.

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"Good morning, Yi Jung, Ga Eul!" Raymond greeted them as he entered the classroom for their Speech class. "Wow. You two are okay now?"

Ga Eul smiled at him as she looked at the man sitting beside her. "Yeah." She answered Raymond's question.

"Good then. Yi Jung, how's your hand?" Raymond asked as he settled on his usual seat at the back of Ga Eul.

"Better." Yi Jung replied. "I can drive again."

It has already been a week since they reconciled. The last time that Yi Jung went to the doctor for a check- up, the doctor said that his hand is healing incredibly fast and that he could drive again, which is a very good thing for him and Ga Eul. At least, now, they would now go home taking a cab or walking.

"It's really good to hear. I can see that Ga Eul is much better now too, without that gloomy expression." Raymond commented.

At that, their professor came inside and started the class. Their Speech class passed like a blur. When the bell rang, Raymond stood up from his seat fast. "Bye!" he waved the two goodbyes as he passed them.

Ga Eul gave him a sincere smile while Yi Jung just waved his bandaged hand without smiling. Ga Eul, noticed this and asked him, "Why do you act that way towards him? You're not like that before."

"Nothing." Yi Jung answered as he got up from his seat and fetched his back pack.

"You're jealous, are you?" Ga Eul teased him as she, too, got up from her seat and followed Yi Jung outside of the classroom.

"I'm not." Yi Jung said firmly.

Ga Eul chuckled. "Okay then. But just so you know, Raymond is one of the first friends I made here in Sweden when I came here. So, there's really no reason for us to be not close." Ga Eul giggled once more. She could see that Yi Jung is interested on what she's saying, though, he continued to put up a straight face. "But he's not pursuing me, or whatsoever. As far as I know, I'm not his type."

At Ga Eul's last statement, it was as if angels sang to Yi Jung that his face suddenly lit up and a wide grin formed on his face.

She continued, "And he's not my type, either."

At that, Yi Jung grinned ear- to- ear, if it was possible. He continued to walk, somehow trying to hide his expression from her.

Ga Eul also smiled to herself as she saw how Yi Jung's face lit up. As they were walking down the corridors of the building, Yi Jung kept his distance small from her. When their hands were only a few centimeters away, Yi Jung made a move as to brush his left hand against her right. He keeps swaying his hand until he finally grabbed her hand and intertwined it with hers. Ga Eul smiled at the gesture the man beside her made. The two, hand- in- hand, walked towards their respective next class.

Though it may appear to some that the two are a couple, they are really not. They may have expressed special gestures to one another but no formal agreement was made between the two of them. They just kept their relationship, casual and friendly. They would go out for dinner but they wouldn't really call it a date. They would walk hand- in- hand, just like now, but they would say that it's not a romantic gesture. They would exchange text messages and calls at night but they say that it's just their way of checking each other. Really, is that what you call 'just friends'?

Later that afternoon, Yi Jung and Ga Eul headed towards Master Han's studio. Ga Eul is still working on the same pot, but not alone anymore. She was supposed to be finished with the pot a few days ago but with Yi Jung, 'helping' her, Ga Eul was unable to do so for he was being OC on every detail there is.

"Get your pot while I set up the potter's wheel." Yi Jung instructed her as soon as they arrived.

"Alright, Master." Ga Eul replied, teasingly.

She started working on the pot, again, with Yi Jung observing her as she does so.

"Ga Eul, how many times do I have to tell you…" Yi Jung started again.

Ga Eul cut him off and continued what he's saying. "…I'm still putting too much pressure on my wrists. Yeah. Yeah, Yi Jung. What am I supposed to do to erase that?"

Yi Jung adjusted her hand on the potter's wheel. Gently, he held her hand and placed it on the side of the pot. "You must mold this pot very gently. Don't put too much force or pressure on your hand and wrist. Just move your hand along the contours, as if your hand is dancing. Make the spinning of the potter's wheel the rhythm of the 'dance.'

Ga Eul did as she was instructed. She thought of the spinning as the rhythm and her hands are dancing along it. As she was doing so, she heard Yi Jung say, "That's better."

"Thanks." Ga Eul replied. As she was working on the pot, Ga Eul would steal glances at Yi Jung. He was sitting across her. Ga Eul can see the interest in Yi Jung's eyes as he watched her do the pot. "You miss doing this?" she asked as she focused her eyes on the pot once more.

"You bet." Yi Jung answered with full sincerity. "I want to do it again, but with this hand…" he stared at his bandaged hand.

"It'll heal, right? We both believe it would." Ga Eul said as she stopped the spinning of the potter's wheel.

"Yes. For now, be my hands first on working on that pot."

"Master Han said the same thing to me." Ga Eul said as she stood up from her seat and arranged the pot and the potter's wheel. "I'm off for today. Let's eat. I'm hungry." She washed her hands and went back to Yi Jung a few minutes later. "Yi Jung- ah…" she said his name softly.

She went towards him and gently grabbed his bandaged hand and held it in front of them. "You know how sorry I am for what I did to a prodigy's hand."

"If you're going to say sorry once more, don't say it."

"I'm not." Ga Eul answered with a smile. "You don't like hearing it, right? I just want to say that I'm waiting for your recovery, Yi Jung- ah. I want to see you do pottery once more like you used to. I want to see you working in this studio with me, again."

"That's impossible for now."

"But not in the future, right?" Ga Eul said with a smile.

"Yes. For now, let your hands be mine."

"I'm trying my best to do it."

"And you're doing it fine." Yi Jung responded. He pulled her close to him and kissed her forehead before hugging her. "You're getting fat." He commented out of nowhere.

"Yah!" Ga Eul lightly punched his stomach. "You're changing the subject! And commenting nonsense."

"I'm not commenting nonsense, Ga Eul- yang." Yi Jung replied. "You really are getting fat."

She pouted. Oh my. How Yi Jung loves that pout! He smiled at her and hugged her again. "I'm joking." He whispered to her. "Come on. Let's eat. My strawberry's already hungry."

Ga Eul broke the hug and faced Yi Jung. "Your strawberry? Since when?"

Yi Jung chuckled. "Don't mind me. Let's go." He grabbed her hand and went to Master Han's office to bid him goodbye.

Once they were outside the studio, Ga Eul said, "You're being naughty again, Yi Jung- ah."

He opened the door for her and instructed Ga Eul to sit inside. Before closing the door, he looked straight into her eyes and spoke in a flirty way, "Don't you like it?"