I was wondering what Ji Hoo would be like when she returned from Paris, and Jan Di happens to come into a drunk Ji Hoo at a pub where she works as a waitress. In her condition of confusion, what would she do if Ji Hoo took advantage of her feelings for him unconsciously?

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in Boys Over Flowers.

The 'Song private bar,' where Jan Di had another part-time job, was packed as usual. She took the job there because her father was in another gambling debt. She wondered when her father would give up gambling and strive to make a good life for himself and his family. Jan Di thought it was unjust that she was still underage yet had to put food on the table. She wanted to give her parents peace of mind, but she kept telling herself that they were her parents, and it was her ultimate commitment to stick by their side and lend a helping hand while she could, but this was the final day she would offer them free money.

…

Jan Di was now serving an exclusive customer, and they gave her 500,000 won as a tip if she served the customer effectively. She was already used to receiving 100 won as a tip, and every customer she served liked her pleasant and polite attitude.

Jan Di had been serving the customer in the private box for the earlier hour and a half, but she had no idea who he was, despite the fact that he appeared familiar in her eyes. The muscular back, copper long hair, and even the aroma of green tea made her think of 'him,' yet it wasn't him. He wouldn't be here drowning in booze if he were him.

It was nearing midnight, and her shift was about to finish, but the customer was still lying there. She was scared about him and herself for reasons she didn't understand. "Mr," she whispered quietly, touching his back. "Where do you live so I can get you a taxi?" she said, and her customer raised his head this time.

"I believe I am happy with your service," he continued, his gaze fixed on her. "Can you order a taxi for me; I can't ride my bike in this condition?"

"Sunbae!" Her lips hung gaping and her eyes expanded as she exclaimed.

Ji Hoo approached Jan Di in a strange manner. He stood in front of her, his eyes dizzy, and suddenly he laughed. "Why do you resemble her?"

"Like who?" She asked, hoping he wasn't referring to Seo Hyun.

He cupped his hands over her face and gazed into her eyes. "That Wildflower I met in school. "The girl who had thawed the ice from my heart," he claimed.

She was now inquisitive as to whom the wildflower was after hearing such a claim. "So, what is her name?" she inquired; her voice tinged with jealousy.

She's faced the hardest times you can imagine

Ji Hoo began singing softly while looking into her eyes, reading whatever kind of life she had from the past, going through her present, and perhaps seeing her future.

Jan Di smiled and felt as if he was serenading her, confessing his love for her in that song that made her heart beat faster.

And many times she fought back the tears

And when her youthful was about to fall in,

Each time her slender shoulders

Bore the weight of all her fears

And the sorrows no one hears

Still rings in midnight silence in her ears

Let her cry…

For she's a lady

Let her dreams

For she's a child

Let the rain fall down upon her

She's a free and gentle flower

Growing wild…

His voice faded as he continued to stare into her eyes. "This was a song I wrote the day I met this girl. "I sketched her in a portrait," he confessed smiling

"What a lovely song!" Jan Di shouted, "Could I have the honor of meeting this special girl?" she asked him tentatively

Ji Hoo seemed to be about to tell her something, but instead, he placed his arm around her shoulder for support. "Shhh, it's a secret," he whispered in her ear as they walked out of the pub, her arm around his.

The Taxi eventually parked in front of the bar. Ji Hoo was helped into the car by the driver. The driver inquired where he should be dropped off, and because the Yoons were well-known across South Korea, the cabs knew exactly where he should be dropped off. "Take him to the Yoon household," she instructed, tipping the driver.

"You mean...South Korea's former President home?"

"Yes," she said emphatically, "make sure he gets home safely."

"Are you not coming?" Ji Hoo inquired, his face sour.

"I'm sorry, sunbae," she apologized, "but I can't come with you; it's really inappropriate."

Ji Hoo then startled her by stepping out of the car. He went ahead to sit on the neighboring pavement, still pouting. "Then I won't go," he muttered childishly.

Jan Di had never seen Ji Hoo behave like a child before. He was used to wearing that cold expression and 'I don't care' attitude, but seeing him like that, he looked so cute that Jan Di couldn't refuse his plea. She then approached him and offered both of her hands to him. "I will escort you."

"…really?" He exclaimed, bouncing up and down and holding her hand in his.

"Really"

"Pinkie, do you swear?" He gave her the pinkie finger, and she reciprocated.

"Pinkie swears," she affirmed. "Sometimes, Sunbae, you have to act like a child because you are a child," she explained. "You're Yoon Ji Hoo, a child groomed to be the finest, and therefore, while you're with me. You can ask for everything you want, and I will try my best to satisfy you.

"You are so sweet to me, yet I was harsh to you before," he said as he placed his arms around her back for an embrace. "I want to be myself around you."

"Ji Hoo-ah," she said into his ear. "Don't hold that against yourself," she said. "Let the past be the past, focus on what is to come, and avoid dwelling on the past. Now come on, let's get you home."

"Hmm, I'll pay attention to you and take your advice."

Ji Hoo then drew away from her and looked down at her. "Good boy," she said while stroking his hair

Yoon Residence

'Why did I agree to come with him?' she wondered as she let the seed of love that was forming for him to blossom.

In the twilight and shadow room, Ji Hoo was close enough to Jan Di for her to smell him. His arms wrapped around her back, and their bodies brushed against one other in a gentle pull. She felt his fingers in her hair, how he appreciated the smoothness, and saw it fall as he let it go. His fingers then traveled from her cheeks to her lips. That's when they started kissing, and they started moving as if they were partners in a dance written into their DNA. Their bodies fit together as if they were designed to tumble into one another and enjoy this natural rhythm. He took her off her feet and carried her to his bed with a smile, letting her fall with a wonderful bounce on the mattress. Ji Hoo and Jan Di locked eyes for a brief moment, just long enough for them to feel safe in each other's company. Then he gets down to business, removing her pants, pulling them off, kissing her from her toes up, his hands on her legs, always just a little higher than the kisses. Her back arched in anticipation, not knowing where his fingers would soon be. The first moan leaves her lips as he rolls back into the cushion.

…

With the door shut, every pretense crumbled. The façade they put on for the rest of the world slipped away, and all they wanted was to screw each other's brains out. Every kiss had a raw intensity-breathing was quick and the heart was racing. Then, before she realized what had occurred, they were naked, their skin gliding smoothly together like the finest silk. She felt his hand move quickly from below, their tongues tangled in a kiss, and suddenly he was inside of her. And being inside felt like they were in heaven for both of them. Jan Di had hardly had time to realize she was in pain for the first time. Her breathing changed with each stroke, and her moans were timed to his body. Then he came to a halt and kissed her breasts to her stomach, his hands light; then he started licking and using his fingers all at once, observing her reaction, feeling how her legs moved, watching her body writhe. He then informed her he was going to make her beg for it, and she just moaned, unable to respond. He's back on her in seconds, pounding her harder for just long enough to intoxicate her thoughts before pausing. If it's pleading he wants, he'll have to pause long enough for her brain to restart working.

…

One touch and it was over; it was always that way with Jan Di. She felt electricity in her skin, hormones shutting down her higher brain, and the rise of her animal self. From there on in it was all passion, intense, intoxicating. It was her release, her escape, her drug... not that she was easy, she knew well enough to avoid letting a man lay his hands on her. Yet with chemistry, with real love, too many of her switches were flicked for a reverse gear to be possible. If she was smitten all she could do was go along for the ride and pray her instincts were right. They had climaxed together and none of them didn't want to separate. Jan Di then began wondering if Ji Hoo had really been drunk, to begin with.

They embraced each other, exchanging slow, drowsy kisses and stares. His back began to ache, most likely because of Jan Di's nails, but he could handle it. Ji Hoo soon softened and disentangled himself from her arms, allowing him to draw out as gently as he could but entirely not ready to leave her wet intimacy. Jan Di's growl let him know she was still sore. She felt something leaking from her but didn't go to the restroom to take care of it because Ji Hoo hadn't left the bed. Instead, he shifted to draw down the sheets and lay on top of her feeling content with everything, and she followed suit, allowing herself to be held in his arms.

Ji Hoo then massaged her skin again, this time with a kind and loving touch rather than a frantic and lusty one, not that she objected to any form of contact from him. 'I know what I have to do now,' she reasoned.

They kissed again, and this time none of them knew who fell asleep first, held firmly against the other.

…

Jan Di gradually opened her eyes.

The moonlight had faded long ago, as far as she could tell by the orange tinge in the sky. When she looked to the right, she noticed a man with a nude chest and brown-reddish hair. She sighed at the memories that came to her, and a little at the discomfort in her hips as she tried to move.

Her inner thighs felt strange; something sticky had dried and it didn't seem right; she needed to shower. She sat up in bed, feeling areas she didn't realize she could feel but didn't focus on it too much when a shiver ran through her body, protesting about the lack of warmth. Jan Di went to the bathroom, showered, and then went back to find her clothing. She hurriedly found her jeans, shirt, and panties and hastily put them on, sometimes peeking back at the sleeping body on the bed. The time was 3 a.m.

She kneeled next to Ji Hoo's side of the bed when she finally felt her hair was under control.

He appeared calm and serene, and she flushed at being so smitten with his good looks. Suddenly, her fingers reached for her neck and delicately caressed it, bringing another recollection to the forefront of her thoughts.

Ji Hoo had claimed her, and she had no regrets at all about betraying Gu Jun Pyo.

She leaned in to kiss him on the lips, and he seemed to respond to the kisses. "I don't regret giving myself to you," she remarked as she walked away, missing Ji Hoo's smile.

'Neither do I,' he thought as he closed his eyes completely.

The following morning, Ji Hoo was distracted by what happened between him and her the entire lectures they had. His friends had tried to ask him why he had returned even without informing him. Ji Hoo ignored them and continued thinking.

"Ji Hoo," Yi Jeong remarked, noting that he was sitting next to him in the cafeteria.

He remembered waking up alone in bed and being certain that the girl who had taken him home was Jan Di, but when he glanced at her, she wasn't paying him any attention and appeared absolutely normal. Jan Di was sulking across the private cafeteria after Jun Pyo's claim that she was his girlfriend.

She was irritated by Gu Jun Pyo's antics, and he could see why. He knew she was looking at him, but she was ignoring him this time, and he realized she was the girl he wanted to hold in his arms and spend his life with her

That stray flower.

"When did you come back?" Yi Jeong asked him

"Yesterday," he finally responded and his mind wandered off again

…

Ji Hoo was finally ready for her. He kissed her passionately, and she learned how to make herself feel alive and cherished. As he entered her, she groaned, and they began to move together in a natural rhythm. His touch had been like fire, igniting her heart and soul. He was certain she'd never be the same again. He had carefully undressed her, kissing every inch of her body, and she had been tempted to groan loudly, but she had held back. His fingertips were like magic, probing her in ways that made her feel immensely alive. She knew she wanted him as he kissed her feet and went up her body. Jan Di had been scared and eager as she lay in bed with him. She was attracted to him, and he sensed her want to be with him. She was also concerned about how he would react to her emotions.

'I didn't use any protection.' He shifted his gaze away from Jan Di as he pondered. 'I will speak with her later, but for the time being, let me try to avoid an early pregnancy.'

After lunch, Ji Hoo invited Jan Di to the stairway. He was hesitant about addressing the subject, but he had to say what he wanted to say to her no matter what. First, he wanted to apologize for his behavior, and then he wanted to know why she was working at a bar.

"What should I say to her? I had three things to tell her, so what is the third—" When the door opened, he stopped talking and began pacing about.

Jan Di went through the door, her heart hammering much as it did in the morning, but having him so near made it worse. Her heart pounded harder, threatening to burst. 'What does he want to say? Maybe he regrets what happened the night before?'

"Sunbae," she mumbled gently, afraid to meet his eyes.

"Jan Di-ah," he muttered gently as he approached her. He cupped her face in his hands and looked her in the eyes. "I've been wanting to ask...are you all right? I'm referring to Gu Jun Pyo's proposal" he told a lie. 'How come I can't say what I wanted to say?'

He felt terrible when he saw the disappointment in her eyes and realized why. He took her virginity without bothering to ask her how she was or if she was in any pain, yet he proceeded to question her about his best friend's proposal. What type of man would he turn up to be? Was he really worthy of her and what he stole away from her?

"Oh," she muttered as she broke away from his hold. She stepped carefully up to the balcony, her gaze fixed on the schoolyard. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes.

"Jan Di..."

"I know I'm not the one in your heart," she said firmly, releasing a sniffle, "but I don't blame you if you regret or forget what happened—" She was about to speak something when she felt his hand wrap around her waist and his face nestled in her neck, inhaling a pleasant fruity aroma with a tinge of Jasmine flowers surrounding it.

"I have absolutely no regrets. Not even for a second," he said, "I was afraid that after what my buddy said, you would be the one who regretted it."

"No…not at all."

He kissed her on the cheek before turning her around to face him. "That's OK," he answered as he guided her to the area where he usually sleeps. He was terrified that others would see them from the balcony and start gossiping about them and that she would bear the repercussions rather than him.

"What is it?"

She questioned, puzzled by his taking her into the dark corner.

"I don't want anyone seeing us," he said

He then gently pinned her against the wall. His hands were entwined with hers. "You know...I don't have condoms in my house—" he began to bend closer to her face, "I'm sorry."

"It's OK since I have…safe…safe days," she added nervously, "we won't have any problems."

"Are you sure?" he whispered quietly

"I'm sure" she replied confidently wrapping her arms around his neck.

…

"Ji Hoo," she said hesitantly against his ear

He drew her away from his arms and glanced at her, astonished. "You called my name...again"

She gave a nod. "Mm. I just wanted to say it again. It sounds way better without the honorific."

And that was the last of him. The dam eventually burst, and he seized her face in his hands, tenderly but passionately, and crushed his lips to hers in a searing kiss. When there was no resistance, he used the opportunity to deepen the kiss while pressing her more firmly against the wall until they both needed to come up for air. "Say it again, my name," he repeated, his breathing becoming more rapid. She shyly uttered his name again, and he kissed her passionately again, tangling his hand in her hair.

They were both breathing heavily after breaking the second kiss. They looked at each other, a little bewildered. Jan Di had a dizzy spell. Ji Hoo shifted his weight a little bit and was still glued to her body enjoying its softness. Her warmth and her scent. She looked away from him and softly touched her face to restore her composure.

"And how about Jun Pyo?" Ji Hoo finally asked the question he'd been dreading. "He'll be upset if he finds out about us."

"We've had some contact, but it's been quite friendly. I've just been trying to put some space between us. That should make things easy for both of us...since I don't like him the way he wants me to."

"Are you having second thoughts about telling him…You know how you feel?"

His chest hurt in anticipation of her response after what had happened yesterday and then Jun Pyo's declaration to the girl he had spent a night with

Jan Di let out a sigh. "That is not the case... I'm just embarrassed...ashamed to face him"

"I know," he said quietly, caressing her cheeks with the back of his knuckles "and so do I..."

He let out a sigh. "You know, we never got to fully introduce ourselves... No, I believe we should start over with the date... as well as a formal introduction"

Jan Di grinned. "That's something I'd want."

"We'll never know if we're destined for one other if we don't give it a go, right?" Even though he already knew, he knew they were destined to be together. Nothing had ever been clearer to him since they met in the woods.

She gave a nod.

"But are you prepared for that?" he asked softly.

She inhaled deeply. "...All right, let's do it."

He smiled. "How about tomorrow?"

She gave a nod. "Can you pick me up at 7 a.m.?"

He chuckled. "Yeah, I'll pick you up at your house…One more thing," he said, "I want you to stop working at that bar."

"But why?" Jan Di was puzzled by his order.

He moved in to delicately kiss her nose before continuing to nuzzle his nose with hers. "If you like, I can offer you a job at my foundation," he said, kissing her on the cheek.

"But—" she started to add, recalling how she had been harassed in the bar and how, if it hadn't been for Woo Bin and Yi Jeong, she would have been in big trouble. "If you're sure"

"I'm sure," he said immediately.

"Jan Di-ah, who did you sleep with?" Ga Eul inquired of an absent-minded friend.

Jan Di had rushed to Ga Eul for shelter at around 4: 00 am and informed her best friend about what had happened, and her friend was curious to find out who it was, hoping it wasn't some man from the bar where she works or Gu Jun Pyo. She felt Jun Pyo to be somewhat possessive and untrustworthy, and she had a horrible feeling about him, maybe because she hadn't known him for long, but first impressions were important for a girl.

"I will tell you later," she said quietly. "Let's just finish our shift"

Ga Eul sighed and averted her gaze, but another thought entered her mind and she sat opposite her companion. "Did he...um...wear any kind of protection?" she inquired quietly for their boss not to listen since his ears were high alert and since their conversation of whispering to each other did not go unnoticed.

"Was it Yoon Ji Hoo?"

That was my first chapter…

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