Important question.
Do you think vampires suck only the blood of people he/she's interested in?
Or they just suck whatever.
I mean I wouldn't put my mouth anywhere near people I despise. Right?
Is that a tricky question?
Why would you think it's a tricky question…
Because it IS weird!
Have you had dinner?
Just curious, you know. I mean if those Dracula movies we watched together with Jan Di last Halloween ever taught us about one thing, it was that the victims were almost always fell in love (lust?) with the vampires, and vice versa.
Just look at their faces! When the vampire sucks the blood of the victim, they look like they are having orgasm or something. It's basically having sex, right? I mean, do vampires turn down victims they don't like? Do they have a special hang out place? Do they go on tinder for casual sucking one night stand?
Hang on a minute.
Is this somehow related to your relationship with Yi Jeong?
Almighty God! Whatever makes you say that!
I'm starting to draw parallels here
There is no parallel! Not even when you squint your eyes so hard they almost disappear.
You're projecting too much.
Am I?
What are you doing anyway?
I'm just killing time, nothing to read….
Bullshit. Yi Jeong has an enormous library at his house. Do you even step out of your little hole?
This room is enormous, thank you very much. I got lost just walking from the door to the closet.
Then the house is a freaking gigantic mansion! Step out of your room before Yi Jeong think you're some sort of a weird person. It's been what, almost a week and have you stepped outside the perimeter of your bedroom, dining room and water cooler?
How do you know these things? Are you spying on me?
HA! You don't think beefcake talk to his best friend?
His best friend obviously can't shut his mouth.
Yeah, well, I was wearing only bra and lace underwear when I asked.
LALALALALALA I don't wanna hear…. LALALALALALALALA
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It was frustrating.
Yi Jeong almost wished he had never made a suggestion for Ga Eul to stay at his house. Not because he didn't like her being there, of course not, but the fact that his house had just about twenty rooms too many for the two of them, that it was too easy for Ga Eul to totally avoid him the whole time she was staying. Five days so far on his note.
The good thing about Ga Eul cramped one bedroom apartment was that there really was no space to hide. The door-less bedroom gave him full view of whatever Ga Eul was doing inside from the strategic corner of the couch in the living room. Not that he tried to look for anything untoward while he was staying there.
He would love for them to go back there if only there's no added fact that his house had a full on security system which linked to the best security company in the country. Not to mention the fact that it was easier for him to conduct constant communication with Woo Bin and the men from his house. Speaking of which, Woo Bin had strangely not been able to provide any information so far. It made him a bit unsettled.
The first night Ga Eul stayed at his house, she retired to her room shortly after early dinner. She claimed a headache, which he couldn't call her out for, what with moving in that day and the aftershock still lingered. The second and third night she had come home late from work, saying that she had a late afternoon meeting with her boss after a full day of editorial frenzy. She didn't even have dinner at home those couple of nights.
Yesterday he had a late meeting in the office and found Ga Eul had retired early when he arrived home. It started chaffing at his pride. He's not a bad person, why did she have to avoid him?
Today he had shown up at her office just before five-thirty. He left his tie and jacket in the car, wearing only white dress shirt with rolled up sleeves. Hushed silence came almost immediately as he walked the hall to her cubicle. Appreciative glances were thrown from every corner as he stopped in front of Ga Eul's desk, casting shadow on her keyboard.
She was busy tidying up her desk when he arrived and missed the excitement around her.
'Hello?' she at last looked up from her handbag on the floor, almost fainted from the sight of him looming over her desk. He smiled to himself when she gave him a once over and saw the start of a blush forming on her cheek.
'Ready to go?' he played with the car key in his hand.
'Ummm where?'
'Home, of course. This is, what, five thirty?' He looked at the digital clock on the wall just above the door to the chief editor office. 'Looks like you're ready to go anyway.'
She looked helplessly at the state of her desk, clearly feeling sorry for herself. 'I guess,' she said at last after seconds of silence.
'Come,' he picked up her laptop bag and waited for her to finish packing her handbag.
A few while later they walked together to the car park
They drove home mostly in silence. A few chit chat here and there, but she told Yi Jung nothing interesting happened today at the office. The 'art scandal' made big news on Monday paper edition, mostly because the famous So Yi Jeong was involved. She had talked to the news reporter from the sister paper of the magazine, basically parting everything she had said to the police before. Her boss, thankfully, did not scold her for behaving less of a reporter and more of a media noob.
'That is not your job description anyway,' was her response to her confession. To which Ga Eul felt immensely grateful.
She went straight to her room once they arrived safely home.
'Dinner at seven thirty,' he reminded her.
'Yes, Sunbae,' she replied before closing her bedroom door.
Yi Jeong sighed and rubbed his neck warily. It was not going to be easy, was it?
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Ga Eul took her time in the shower.
She needed time to think, and sitting alone texting Jae Kyung in the safety of her bedroom proved to be unhelpful so far.
It's nerve racking, staying in the same house as So Yi Jeong.
First of all, the fact that So Yi Jeong was one of the best looking men she had ever known. It was hard not to stare at his face whenever they were together. The best thing she could do was to try to appear calm and collected in front of him. It was hard enough to pretend when she only had to meet him in a short period of time, let alone staying 24/7 with him.
Second of all, her gigantic crush she used to have seemed to have returned in full force. It was just no use pretending that she was over him. He had made sure those repressed feeling came back when he held her hand that night he stayed at her house. Why did he have to be so gentle with her? She liked to think of him as a cold hearted playboy no one should ever try to get close to. It was better for her thinking of him like that. It helped eased the pain. But this Yi Jeong? This one, she had no power to ward herself off him.
She tried to recall that embarrassment she felt years ago, listening to those girls talking about 'that little poor girl who tried to tag along her friend into the midst of F4'. But even then it didn't work. She realized how childish she had been that day. It really wasn't Yi Jeong's fault for people to think like that. If anyone said the same thing now, she could have armed herself with some witty come back. Her lack of self confidence and a large dose of self pity that day made that insult felt terribly personal. At least that gave her a start of a new career.
'Wake up Ga Eul,' she whispered quietly to herself and closed her eyes; let the hot water massaging her face. She had done washing her hair about ten minutes ago. And even if she felt a little guilty wasting all those water, being in the shower calmed her down. After seconds passed, however, she turned off the tap and stepped out of the stall. She needed to get ready for dinner.
Another thing on the list of worry being in the same house with So Yi Jung was the fact of how well it seemed he always put himself together. He never looked bad, not a hair out of place. It definitely made her feel like she had to put her best as well. It was exhausting.
She liked to just wear ratty t-shirts and old shorts or yoga pants at home when she was alone. Here, she felt like she had to wear cocktail dress all the time. It was silly, but she just couldn't help it. With a sigh she opened her suitcase and chose a loose white peasant top with pale pink mini cotton skirt. She looked presentable, at least, with her long damp hair hung loose on her back.
It's time for dinner, but she felt more like attending court session.
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The butler had prepared a simple dinner of grilled snapper with sweet and spicy sauce over pureed sweet potatoes. It was presented with accompanying salad of selection of Asian greens and cherry tomatoes. They looked great, she found herself quite hungry after looking at the food.
He served her quietly, smiled only when she thanked him for the food.
Yi Jeong watched her intently, thinking about how beautiful she looked with hair still damp from the shower. Her white peasant top only highlighted her milky white skin and sexy collarbones, while her mini skirt showed off her long legs. It made good viewing but not really great for his sudden thirst. He swallowed a rather dry breath, his pants suddenly felt a bit tight. This was not going so well for him. He shifted in his seat.
'Wine?' he asked.
'Yes, please.'
He poured her a glass of Pinot. 'Cheers.'
'Cheers,' she took a sip and almost died from the gorgeous taste. 'This is really good.'
'Well I certainly hope so. Ji Hoo sent it from France just last month.'
'Ah,' she nodded slowly.
Of course, how very one percent of them to send each other's wine from other countries. She'd bet it would at least cost her half a week salary a bottle.
They made short work on the dinner. She declined when offered dessert, saying she needed to go on a diet. To which Yi Jeong protested of no such thing.
'You are already perfect!' he exclaimed, and that made her face warm a bit. But he didn't push her. Instead he also declined dessert but invited her to accompany him for some more wine in the living room.
'I'm not sure,' she started to worry, 'tomorrow's still Friday.'
'Oh come on, I promise no more than three bottles each.'
She frowned at him, but he just laughed at her expression.
'Please?' he said.
And so she trailed behind him to find a large and comfortable looking couch in front of a large TV set.
'Anything you want to watch?'
She shook her head.
'Do you live by yourself, Sunbae?' She asked him when they settled comfortably on their seat.
'Yeah,' he refilled their glasses before answering. 'My parents decided to retire to the country about three years ago. I invited my brother to move back in, but he chose to live in Australia with Eun Jae. They haven't been back in the country since the last time they visited, about a couple of years ago, I think.'
'Ah,' she didn't know that. 'It must be lonely. This is such a big house.'
She looked around at the big living room with the high ceiling which only accentuated the vast size of the house. Her entire apartment could fit in the living room alone and then some. To think that Yi Jeong only lived here in this gigantic mansion by himself, just with the set of helps saddened her.
'Yeah, well…' he gulped his wine rather quickly. 'Enough about family. How about you, Ga Eul?'
'Me? I…. I don't know, nothing interesting really. I've been living by myself since Dad decided to move back to his hometown.' She paused. 'Got bored working at the kindergarten and decided to try a new path. And here I am.' The wine in her glass seemed to be awfully diminishing quite fast. But it was such a gorgeous wine.
'Boyfriends?'
'I told you I don't have any boyfriend at the moment.'
'Past boyfriends?'
She snorted. 'Not worth mentioning.'
Another refill.
Yi Jeong told her about his recent holiday back to the New Caledonia with Woo Bin and Jae Kyung ('Can you believe it? I'm their tag along! Lucky they didn't kick me out of the island').
'Do you remember that boat ride?' his gorgeous dimples showing.
'Which boat ride?' she lied. As if that scene was not permanently etched on her mind.
'When you told me about soulmate.'
Her cheek all of the sudden felt like fire. She tried to cool it down with another big gulp from her glass.
'I was very young and didn't know any better,' she said primly, ready for his teasing.
'You still remind me of her.'
'I remind you of….myself?'
'Yes. Still as pretty, innocent, a little bit shy…. Although a lot more confident and maybe not as talkative.' He smiled at her obvious discomfort.
'You're still the same.' She said. Boldly.
Maybe the wine finally got into her brain.
'Still as handsome and smooth as you used to.'
Yi Jeong looked at her with humor in his eyes. 'Is that so?'
'Oh yes, Sunbae.' Ga Eul would prefer to keep her mouth shut, but those glasses of wine had loosened her tongue. She shrugged that nagging voice and continued. 'Oh you should hear what my colleagues talk about you that first day you dropped me at the office.'
'What about it?'
'Ooooh that So Yi Jeong is so sexy, Ga Eul you minx, is he as good as they say he is?' she tried to mimic the most annoying colleague and cringed. 'Ugh.'
Yi Jeong laughed, looking at her expression.
'And what did you say?'
'Oh, nothing,' Ga Eu finished her drink and reached for another refill. Yi Jeong must have opened yet another bottle because it looked as full as ever. That, or So Yi Jeong was a secret magician.
'Really? Nothing at all?'
She contemplated his question.
'Not a thing, Sunbae. Talking about you only opened a whole can of worms.'
'About me?'
She smiled sadly.
'Not about you.' She paused. 'About me.' Another pause and another gulp of wine. 'Your not showing up weeks and months after that day in the kindergarten felt so much more heartbreaking than your good bye before going to Sweden. It hurts.'
'Oh Ga Eul, honey,' Yi Jeong moved next to her. 'Are you feeling OK?'
She waved him off.
'Did you know I still memorize how you looked like at Jan Di and Jun Pyo's wedding? I was there, and then you guys arrived. And you were so handsome in your grey shirt and black suit. Everyone said so. All the girls in the wedding hall said so. I wanted to say hi, you know. But…' she shrugged and smiled at him sadly. 'It's all your fault, Yi Jeong Sunbae. You ruined everyone else for me.'
'Ga Eul, honey, I think you have enough drink?'
She shook her head.
'Don't mind me Yi Jeong Sunbae. I'll forget about this tomorrow.'
'But…'
'Uhuh. Jan Di said I'm a bad drunk. I'm terrible at parties.'
'Ga Eul,' he tried to grab her hand but she shook her head at him.
'I used to really love you, Sunbae. Do you know that? I'm glad those days were over.' She looked at him with that big wide eyes and he couldn't help himself.
'Oh honey,' he took the wine glass from her hand and put it down on the table. With one hand he touched her face, feeling the warmth of her soft skin. 'Don't cry,' he whispered.
'I'm not crying,' she whispered back. Her face was only inches from him. 'I'm done crying,' she said before she brought her lips crashing onto his.
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Yi Jeong couldn't remember the last time he felt his heart soar this high then stopped for a precious while.
He sat on the couch, his hand still cradled Ga Eul's cheek as she planted her lips on his. Tentative at first, planting the softest of touch before she opened her mouth slowly, sucking on his upper lip and then moved to the lower one. He teetered on edge, wondering if he should take her to the bedroom and let her sleep when she moved from where she was sitting and sat on his lap instead.
'You ruined everything, Yi Jung Sunbae,' she whispered to him against his lips, 'I really hated you.' her miniskirt rode up her thigh; her slender arms moved past his shoulders and snaked around his neck. She looked beautiful and feverish, with her head tilted and eyes half closed. Yi Jeong swallowed his breath as her fingers lightly tread on his head, playing with his hair. 'I hate you,' she whispered softly, soft pecks on the edge of his mouth, and then she kissed him passionately, tip of tongue licking his teeth.
'Ga Eul,' his voice almost unheard, his hands on her bare knees. He tried to be an upstanding gentleman and think of England but soon joined her.
They kissed slowly, softly, then deeply. They teased, tasted, and claimed.
He felt her melted into him, her breast pressing on his chest, her weight a welcomed addition on his lap. She shifted her body from time to time, and each time he grimaced as he felt his body quickly responded to the delicious friction.
He tried to keep his hands off her, but it was a losing battle, for he found them soon savoring the curve of her waist, the softness of her skin, the firmness of her legs. He lost his focus entirely when she sucked his tongue and released a soft moan.
'Oh God, Ga Eul, we have to stop, honey,' he said hoarsely when they surfaced for breath, trying to hold on to the last sliver of his willpower. 'I don't know if I can….'
She covered his mouth with her palm, her fingers then slowly tracing his lips, warm on his skin. He wanted to capture them so badly with his mouth and suck on them, one by one.
'I'm so very sleepy,' she whispered, her eyes heavy.
'Come on, honey, let's get you to your room,' He tried to move from under her but she shook her head and rested her cheek on his shoulder. Seconds later he felt her steady breath on his neck, her long hair a silky curtain on her back.
He closed his eyes and rested his head on back of the couch, trying to decompress and catch his breath. His whole body felt so tight and strung out, like a bow ready to strike. Another kiss, another touch from Ga Eul and he would have exploded.
When did the last time he felt so aroused and frustrated at the same time? He sighed loudly.
This was going to be a very long night.
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A/N : a shout out to jayjazek, because I can't reply to you. Thank you for the review! I love reading all theories. It's interesting to read people's take on my story, I mean, I'm not sure if I thought that far ahead myself, HA!
please keep sending your thoughts, I love it!
