Chapter Four

Go Mi Nyu was nervous, and it wasn't because of the fact her boyfriend was going to see her in her pajamas, which consisted of a pair of cheetah print boxers her brother had acquired as fan gift (and found hideous) and one of his old white shirts. Quite frankly, she had gotten used to boyish attire- at least when it came to night clothes. They were ridiculously comfortable.

"Mi Nyu. You can lie in the bed." Hwang Tae Kyung had quickly changed into his night clothes, which consisted of sweatpants and a white v- neck shirt, while his girlfriend was showering. He was now sitting at his desk writing down a tune that had randomly popped in his head.

She still hesitated, sitting stiffly on the edge of the bed.

"Are you afraid of my bed or something?" Tae Kyung looked up and over at her. She seemed so uncomfortable and it bothered him.

"It's not that." She automatically denied.

"Then you should rest soon; there are dark circles under your eyes."

"Really?" Mi Nyu touched the bottom of her eyes. She aptly scurried to the closest mirror she could find, frowning when she saw her reflection. "Oh no! I look like a panda."

Tae Kyung let out a short snort before getting back to his songwriting. She amuses me to no end. "You want some bamboo?"

She pouted at Tae Kyung.

"Seriously, you should see yourself. You're seriously acting like my bed is a pit of fire."

Mi Nyu shifted uncomfortably. The truth was, she felt a little strange about sleeping in his bed with him. That was one thing they hadn't done already as a couple and for some reason it was making her unreasonably nervous.

"I'm not even sleepy anymore! The shower I took completely refreshed me. Let's do something!"

Even though he knew she was still avoiding the issue at hand, he didn't protest to her sudden change of action. "Okay then, what do you want to do?"

She picked up her bag and rustled through it, desperately trying to find something to bide her time. "We could read a book- no, listen to music- I mean, hmm...play a game?"

"What?" His eyes drifted back over to her.

She now had a Twister mat in her hand. "Eh?"

"You can count me out." He put his pencil up, getting up from his desk. "I hate that game."

"Why?"

"Why? What could be fun about twisting and contorting your body so unnaturally and potentially getting smothered by another person?"

"But its totally fun!"

"You want fun? Fine. Let's play a game."

She smiled. "Okay!"

"Close your eyes." He whispered, backing up slowly. Once he felt his back hit the door, Tae Kyung got into a sprinting position.

"Tae Kyung? What game is this?" She wondered why he didn't just say so.

"Oh, you'll see." At that very moment he broke out into a sprint, tackling Mi Nyu to the bed. "Touchdown!" He emphatically screamed. Mi Nyu laid beneath him, dazed, the wind completely knocked out of her.

He rolled off her, lying on his back. "See, that was fun." That action had tired him out.

"Wh-" Mi Nyu tried to control her heart rate. "What was that?"

"The football-tackle game." He replied.

"Next time could we play something that couldn't possibly inflict injury?"

"Says the girl who wanted to play Twister?"

Mi Nyu just giggled in response. Before he knew it, Tae Kyung was laughing as well. He turned his head ever so slightly to gaze at the girl whose line of vision was aimed at the ceiling, with her hand over her mouth. Even like this, she's lovely.

"Hey." He caught her attention.

She quickly turned to him. "Yes?"

"I love you, silly."

Without any hesitation she replied, "I love you too."

"Shin Woo hyung, I'm going to sleep. Goodnight Manager Ma, Coordinator, Jeremy." A wave of exhaustion had hit Go Mi Nam and he couldn't push himself to stay up any later. He bowed to them, quickly leaving the party atmosphere behind

It was midnight after all, and he wanted to jump on this chance of actually feeling sleepy since he didn't get it often. Ever since his eye surgery disaster he hadn't been able to get a decent night of sleep, gradually becoming an insomniac. Hopefully, he could get an hour or two in tonight.

Trudging back to his bedroom, he swiftly stripped down his boxers. Mi Nam spread out his arms, falling onto his bed. He sighed contentedly, and upon closing his eyes, drifted into sleep.

"Go Mi Nam."

He heard a sweet voice hum his name; it instantly filled his body with a warm feeling.

The boy blinked, sunlight immediately blinding him. He cringed. Was it morning already? It couldn't possibly be. He had just closed his eyes.

Go Mi Nam put his hands down to prop himself up, his hands meeting lush grass instead of bedsheet. Grass? His vision finally focused. He was definitely not in his bedroom. Looking around, he was met with tall bushes and flowers on every side of him- a garden. Everything was so colorful, so lush, and bursting full of live. And somehow...everything about this place seemed so familiar to him.

"Go Mi Nam." The voice called for him again. Raising from his spot on the ground, his feet seem to gain a life of their own, taking him down a cobblestone path. He felt compelled to follow the voice. Even though he couldn't tell which direction the voice was coming from, the pathway, he knew, was taking him somewhere. Mi Nam only took a couple of more steps before being overpowered by the scent of flowers- nearly making him dizzy. He finds himself draw a particular bush and begins picking off the flower that gave off the scent. "Beautiful." Mi Nam muttered to himself, sniffing the white flower. The scent sent shivers down his spine. He knew this flower, but the name escaped him. It still struck him as odd, how there were hundreds of different flowers surrounding him and yet...this was the one that drew him in.

"The gardenias are beautiful aren't they, Mi Nam-ah?" A voice spoke. Startled, he dropped the flower, turning to finally face the owner of the voice. He found himself face to face with a woman with flowing black hair, donned in a flowy white dress and mask.

"Who are you?" He demanded softly, stepping closer to the stranger."And how do you know my name?"

He watched as she began to touch the petals of the flower that remained on the bush. "Do you remember those flowers you grew? The snapdragons and lilies that you had, before you abandoned them? Shame you gave up such a wonderful hobby."

Go Mi Nam felt his heart skip a beat at the mention of one of his memories. How…did she know that?

The woman stopped, returning her attention back to Mi Nam. Her eyes seemed to nearly bore through him; he felt as if she could see inside of his soul.

She reached out to Mi Nam, touching his face softly."You've grown up to be such a nice young man."

Her touch was as soft as a rose petal. Mi Nam instantaneously teared up. He just knew in his heart who this person was. "Mom? Is it really you?"

"My child, you've still got a long way to go." She smiled, taking her hand away. "But I promise it'll be okay."

He reached out for her hand- to pull her closer, but the wind began to whip up. Dust and leaves began to blur his vision of her. "Keep your heart open."

"Mom!" He screamed. "Please..." As furious gust of wind threw him down on the ground, Mi Nam could feel her presence evaporate. "don't go." He finished in a desperate whisper. But he knew- the woman had vanished. Mi Nam pulled himself onto his hands and knees, tears escaping his eyelids on their own.

Ashamed of his tears, the man quickly tries to wipe them away using his sleeve.

Suddenly, he felt a tug at his side. He ignored it, thinking of nothing but his own emotions. There was another tug and voice that followed, "I've been looking for you!"

Go Mi Nam dried his eyes, turning to see an adorable little girl, not older than six, standing at his side in a periwinkle dress. "Are you alright? Why are you crying? You should be happy, I finally found you!"

The child quickly moves closer to him, wiping away stray tears. Go Mi Nam gazed into her eyes, which were a brilliant hazel. "What is your name?"

"My name's Min Jee! Oh! I have something to give to you!" He watched as she pulled an object out of her pocket. It was a locket. "Someone wanted me to give this to you."

He grabbed the locket. "Who wanted you to give this to me?" He asked, as he began to examine its features.

"The lady in a white dress!"

Mi Nam shot up from his bed, breathing heavily. His mind was running at a million miles an hour. He exhaled, trying to calm his breathing, his fists clenching. When he did so however he realized there was something in his left hand.

Bringing his hand from under the covers, he saw a locket, the same locket that was the in dream in his hands. "No way. This isn't possible!"

He shot up from his bed, turning his lights on to examine it. I didn't go to sleep with his thing. Where in the hell did this come from?

His eyes widened remembering what happened in the dream. "That little girl gave it to me." Then he gasped. "That...Min Jee."

A twisted equation then popped in his head. Is it possible that Hwang Tae Kyung and Mi Nyu equals Min Jee? No, that doesn't make any sense, Mi Nam... because that would mean your sister is preg…

Mi Nam stopped himself, cringing at the thought. I definitely thought into that too much. He threw the locket on to the other side of his bed. Trying to shake off the thought he groaned, "I need a drink."