Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from this drama. Rae Na, Yun, Jae Na, SunAh, and Ai Mi are mine.
Note: Jan Di is known as Amara King in the fashion world. Her [mine] company is called Mperial Fashions
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Chapter Three | Comfort
That Night
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Jan Di bit her lower lip as more tears slid down her cheeks. Her hands reached up and covered her face as her body shook. How could she have been so stupid. So very stupid. This was exactly what they had warned her about.
Knock. Knock
Jan Di bit hr lower lip to keep another sob in as she breathed in deeply - trying to calm the sobs.
"Ms. Geum?" Mrs. Shin questioned as she slowly stepped forward from behind the heavy wooden door, checking on her. "Oh!" Her head tilted to the side as her eyes became glossy. She walked forward and quickly scooped the girl up into her arms in a tight hug. "There, there, child." She cooed softly - like any mother would for their distraught child. She rocked gently from side to side in their standing position. She shushed her softly and continued to rock back and forth. "I'm sorry it had to happen to you my child."
Minutes later Jan Di pushed back. She wiped at the tears that had fallen in torrid raids. She left a stunned Mrs. Shin in her wake as she ran towards the back exit. She needed to get out. She was going to suffocate. She could feel the pressure - hear the laughter. Jan Di was never meant to have a child. Not now. Not ever.
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She breathed in deeply inhaling the cool air. It wasn't helping. She was suffocating. Jan Di's hands fanned the air as she tried to breath - taking deep gulps. No she would not break down here. She could not break down here. She was Geum Jan Di aka Amara King. She was known worldwide for her fashion. She would not breakdown, not here.
With shaky hands she pulled out her iPhone and dialed the familiar number. "Come get me." Tears slid down her cheeks as she slid down the stone wall. She whimpered as she covered her face. Jan Di's world was falling apart. How could she have been so stupid? She didn't want to hold herself up anymore. Couldn't hold herself up anymore. She was done. This was it. She'd spend the rest of her life alone.
She chewed on her lower lip as she waited. He'd find her. He always could. He'd most likely call Jae Na and then he'd be flying out of his office and coming to get her. He wouldn't leave her here - alone, afraid, and broken.
Moments later a black BMW pulled up on the road in front of Jan Di.
"Honey?" His deep voice rumbled out in a soothing manner.
Jan Di made a signal like a wave of some sort. A small sigh escaped her lips as she felt the familiar strong arms wrap around him. "Yun . . . Da . . . They . . . they . . ." Her world was disoriented. She couldn't form words if she wanted too, sentences wouldn't be happening either. Tears cluttered her vision as she pushed her face against his neck.
"Shhhh," the taller cooed into Jan Di's ear as he picked the girl up bridal style. "Come on. You will come home with me tonight." He held her to him tightly, hoping to squeeze the pain out of her - chase it away. Anything.
Jan Di nodded into the elder's neck as her arms tightened around the broad shoulders. More tears fell. How could she have been so very stupid?
Yun stepped into the back of his BMW and instructed the driver to go. He cuddled the younger while rocking back and forth. "Home, now." His voice was sharp as he gave the orders once more, stricter than the first time. He coddled the younger woman in his arms. "I'm so sorry baby."
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Yun carried Jan Di bridal style into his apartment after thanking the door-man for his help. "You hungry honey?" he kept his voice gentle and light. "Do you want something to drink?" Yun chewed on his lower lip. It brought him to near shattering lengths when he couldn't help her.
Jan Di shook her head and held on tighter. She wanted to be numb - he couldn't give her that.
"You're not going anywhere okay. Besides, Ai Momma will be home in a few minutes." He rubbed soothing circles onto the younger's back as he continued to rock her from their sitting position on the couch. He tightened his grip and whispered complete nonsense in her ear.
"Yunnie! I'm home."
"Ai!" Yun called out. "Come here now." He didn't have time to waist, Jan Di needed their love and comfort.
"Yunho that is no wa-" She paused, eyes widening in horror as she saw the broken and lost Jan Di in her lover's arms. She moved and quickly and pulled the doe-eyed girl into her arms. She cooed gently. "Yun go and make her some chocolate milk - warm." She hugged the girl in a standing position. "Let's go put you in a bubble bath okay?"
Jan Di stared with empty eyes up at the woman she had come to call a close friend - so close she was known as Ai Momma - her second mom. She tried to nodded, but it only came out as a semi bob.
Ai Mi frowned and tucked her against her side as she walked towards the huge master bathroom. "A bubble with with lavender and vanilla - calm and relax." She rubbed a soothing hand up the younger's back. "It will be okay." Ai Mi cooed softly.
Jan Di heaved a small sigh. "Just don't leave me alone," she whispered hoarsely. She couldn't stand to be alone - the laughing would return. The inevitable hurt would grow stronger.
Ai me tightened her hug. "We won't honey, we won't." A sad smile covered her lips as she placed a chaste kiss on the other's temple. "Not going anywhere without you."
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Ai Mi stared at the younger in the bubble bath with worried eyes. She watched as the younger blinked normally and stared at the white sponged wall. Her dark chocolate eyes void of . . . everything. She leaned back as she felt her lover wrap his arms around her.
"She okay, Honey?"
Ai Mi shrugged. "I honestly don't know." She chewed on her lower lip. Unshed tears turned her chocolate doe eyes a glossy brown. "She wanted the child so much," she whispered. She turned in her lover's embrace. Ai Mi wrapped her arms around Yunho's middle as quiet sobs wracked her body.
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Jan Di shifted helpfully as Yunho placed her in the master bed. "You'll sleep in here with us." His soft voice rumbled quietly over her sensitive body. Jan Di nodded slowly, it was all she could really bring herself to do at this point - nod or shake her head.
Ai Mi climbed into bed next to Jan Di and held up a warm mug of chocolate milk. "Just drink a little, baby. It'll sooth you - so you can sleep."
Jan Di carefully took the cup and drank the warm liquid. Her eyes closing involuntarily as the warm liquid coated her throat in a soothing manner - easing the soreness from her crying earlier. When she was finished she handed the cup back to Ai Mi who gave it to Yunho. Jan Di pulled the covers as she slid to a laying position. She curled up onto her right side.
Ai Mi did the same wrapping her arms around the frail girl. She guided Jan Di's head towards her chest - her arms encircling the shaking girl. Minutes later Yunho joined them - slipping in behind Ai - and wrapped his strong long arms around both. He kissed AiMi's neck, while rubbed the other's back. Slowly they fell into a restless, peace-less sleep.
.JP.
Junpyo heaved a sigh as he stood staring at the food the chef had prepared for him for dinner. His head cocked to the side.
Anger.
It fueled him. Junpyo pulled on the chair flinging it back behind him - it fell to the ground sideways. He watched as someone went to pick it up.
"Leave it." He croaked out. "Leave it and get out. All of you! OUT!"
His world's axis titled the more he thought of the little girl that was meant for him to hold and keep safe. A tear slid down Junpyo's cheek as the last maid left - shutting the door behind her.
He leaned hunched forward over the dinning table. Junpyo's hands clenched into fists gathering the pristine white table cloth, it had black threaded intricate designs on it, in his balled hands. Another tear slid down his cheek. How was this possible? What was she thinking? Junpyo screamed and yanked on the cloth. Pulling it toward him and off to his left. He watched with a little joy as the china dishes shattered in the cloth - food splattering on the floor - no longer was the cloth white.
But it wasn't enough - anger still flowed through him like blood itself. Junpyo screamed once more as a sob fell from his lips. He turned with animalistic eyes and picked up the chair he had flung. He raised it over his head and brought it down harshly onto the table. The chair splintered as the table cracked. Junpyo dropped the broken pieces and repeated the process with the other five chairs.
Junpyo panted as sweat rolled down his neck. He glanced at the huge china cabinet in the corner of the room as he walked towards it. His hands reached out from his position on the side. His slender finger slid in between the wall on the tall cabinet. Junpyo pushed. A satisfied clang, followed by boom and crack rang through the closed dinning room. The cabinet had fallen - hitting the table- splintered into as all of its contents shattered. He looked around the room with frantic eyes.
There was nothing left to destroy.
With a sickish thud he fell to his knees on the tilted floor. His hands covered his face as Junpyo hunched forward and began to cry.
Where was his little girl?
Was she safe?
Was she healthy?
Was she even alive?
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Buzz. Buzz.
Jan Di groaned and rolled over - the arm around her waist tightened softly. Slowly her bloodshot doe eyes opened.
Buzz. Buzz.
"Answer the phone!" Jan Di snapped. It was making the headache worse. Didn't she have enough pain to worry about? She didn't need a headache to make her feel worse than she already did.
Yunho chuckled. "pabo, it's yours."
Jan Di growled softly and snatched the phone away - one eye open, slowly drooping. "Yoboseyo."
"Miss. Geum! FINALLY!"
Jan Di frowned, who the hell is this?
"It's Mrs. Kwon."
"I'm sorry you hav-" Jan Di stopped as the woman talked over her.
The lady smiled softly. "I work with Mrs. Shin."
Jan Di's eyes widened as she shot up. "M-Mrs. Kwon?"
The other the couple with her stopped talking quietly to stare at their adopted-daughterl.
"Yes, can you come in?" Mrs Kown asked softly.
Jan Di frowned, "yes,"
"Come quickly my child."
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Jan Di heaved a small sigh. Huge circular black sunglasses hid her red doe eyes. She was wearing the same jeans from yesterday and one of Jae Na's shirts. "I'm here to see Mrs. Shin and Mrs. Kwon." Her voice was deep and rough.
"Um, do you have an appointment?"
Jan Di squeezed her eyes shut. She didn't want to be here, the memories were to fresh. "I don't know." Hr head was beginning to hurt, bad. She brought her left hand up to rub her temple.
"Well, miss . . . I'm sorry but th-"
"She doesn't need a meeting." Mrs. Shin snapped. Mrs. Shin smiled softly. "Come my child."
Jan Di gulped softly as she was led back into the room from yesterday.
"Please wait here for a few." Mrs. Shin smiled encouragingly before closing the door.
"Knock"
Jan Di looked up at the sound of the knock on the door.
"Miss. Geum?" Mrs. Kwon slowly stepped forward from behind the heavy wooden door. "I am Mrs. Kwon. I called you."
Jan Di stood, quickly wiping away the tears that were gathering in her eyes. "Why?"
"In many cases we can not do this. But in rare cases like this we can offer a child in need of a chance to have a real home with a family that is deserving." Mrs. Kwon paused, her head tilted to the side, a small smile ghosted across her lips.
Jan Di looked at the elderly woman before her. "Why", was her only question.
"You both need someone to love the other."
Silence.
Mrs. Kwon spoke first. "When a child like this one - left on the doorstep - we are allowed to treat this child as if she is on the adoption list. But we only have 1 month until child services take her -that is if we can not find her a home." She breathed in deeply before continuing. "In your two separate cases, we are allowed to offer both of you a chance that was..shall we say . . . taken from you." Mrs. Kwon paused.
Jandi stood, unmoving, unsure of whether this was real or just a figment of her imagination.
"The child has no one."
"Can I see her?" Jan Di's head tilted to the side.
Mrs. Kwon smiled. "This way." Standing she opened the door. "She is about 3 1/2 months old. Her mother dropped her on our door step. Since she was dropped on our step, the government is letting us take care of her for the a-lotted time." She paused as she turned the corner and continued walking. "No one wants to adopt her since her background is unknown. The only thing they said was that there was no known diseases in the family."
She opened one of the many wooden doors in the tall adoption agency building. The door opened into a medium sized nursery room. "Over here." Mrs. Kwon stepped sideways and over to a wooden crib.
Jan Di peered down inside the crib.
"She weighs 14.21 lbs."
She stood in awe at the little bundle before her. "She's so tiny", was Jan Di's whispered reply. The little girl in the crib cooed softly in her sleep. Jan Di smiled suddenly. She looked up from the little girl in the crib. "When . . ."
"As soon as you fill out the forms. I know for a fact that your home is already fit for a child." Mrs. Kwon smiled softly. "Come on child lets get you and your baby home." Mrs. Kwon's hand was gently placed on the small of Jan Di's back as she began to guide her towards another room.
"She said yes?" Mrs. Kim asked Mrs. Kwon as they entered the room.
Mr. Kwon smiled.
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Jandi looked down at the small bundle in her arms. How is this possible? She smiled. She's oblivious to the world? Jandi heaved a small sigh of pure amazement as she looked at the child she held gently.
The little girl cooed softly from her swaddled warmth.
Jandi wrapped the blanket tighter around the little girl in her arms as the wind swirled around them. A giggle escaped from her tinted pink lips as she continued to stare at the small bundle. Joy beyond words filled Jandi to the core - this little bundle was her's.
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Jandi smiled as she opened the door to her apartment. "We are home Geum Rae Na . . . home." She cooed softly to the little bundle before walking To Rae Na's new room. She placed the small bundle into the light pink and white baby crib. Jan Di hummed softly and smoothed out the baby's thin black hair. She was beautiful. Stepping out of the room, Jandi walked into the kitchen and picked up her phone. "Ai Momma!"
"Yes?" her voice soft and waiting.
.JP.
Shinhwa Headquarters
Penthouse Office | 60th Floor
Jun Pyo threw the golden plated pin down on the wooden desk in frustration. Where could she be?
"Sir! We were able to trace her to the Seoul Hospital."
Jun Pyo looked up, "then why are you standing here?" His eyes narrowed as the ice around his heart tightened, thickened. He waited. Waited for the let down. It was coming. It always came. Nothing had panned out. Nothing had led to anything but heartbreak. Why would this really be any different?
"Yes, yes."" He bowed and quickly left the office.
He sigh
2 Weeks Later
Home Office | Second Floor
"I'm sorry sir. There have been no signs of her. No trails to follow. Everything is a dead end." The man's voice was soft as a feather. It shook ever so softly. They hated this part. Everyone of them. No one liked returning with no news. It was worse than bad news.
Junpyo banged his hands on the wood table. He screamed in frustration before throwing all the papers on his desk into disarray on the ground. Tears clouded his vision. Give up. His mind whispered tauntingly. That phrase haunted him. JunPyo dropped back onto his chair. Maybe it was time he did give up.
"I'm sorry sir. We'll keep looking."
A tear rolled down his cheek. God please let me find her. I can't take much more of this heartache. I can't stand this pain.
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