I look dubiously at the vehicle in front of me. Do you know that I’m a car type of girl because I believe in safe driving and of having the safety of seatbelt protecting me from any injury... BUT I guess Oppa is not. Right in front of me was a motorbike and not just any motorbike a dangerous looking type of bike.
“Do you like it? It’s a 2011 Yamaha YZF-R6.” Yong told me happily as he pats his blue vehicle happily.
Can Oppa define the word like? I’m pretty sure that my face says my entire repulse at such transportation.
“Catch.” He told me and in reflex I caught a pink helmet. “I bought that just for you.” He then wore his black helmet before patting the back seat of the motorcycle. “Come on.”
I only stare at him but I guess he doesn’t get me at all because he laugh at me and remove his helmet. “There is no need to be embarrass. Come on.”
Sigh. “Oppa, you do realize that I’m wearing a skirt?” He looked at me in wonder before dismounting his bad boy bike.
“Then go change! I’m going to wait for you here.”
Did he just order me to change? After all the...
“But Oppa... Can’t we ride your car? I’ll wait for you here while you retrieve the car you are driving when you fetch us at the airport.” I told him but he only pouted.
“But I bought this earlier and I want to test drive it. Besides it’s easier and faster for us to reach our destination if we use this. And come on Hyun. Your house is a few steps behind us and mine is like an hour drive.” He explained.
He does have a point but I’m trying to subtly make him realize that I don’t want to ride that thing! Sigh. Fine, whatever.
“Wait for me here, Oppa.” I told him in a huff before marching to my grandparents’ house in anger.
Flaring my nose, I try to control my temper. I like my outfit earlier and now I have to change. Putting on a skinny jeans, I walk to our stairs noisily, making everyone hear that I’m currently mad at a certain individual, and I was about to go out when my mother suddenly block my path.
“Oh my Hyunnie! Why did you change your skirt?”
Crossing my arms, I glare at the door, “It’s because Oppa want me to ride his Yamaha something motorcycle! Omma, tell Oppa that I hate riding things without a seatbelt on!”
“I can’t do that Hyunnie.” My mother snorted at me. “Even though I seem really friendly with Yonghwa I can’t really order him much.”
“But you’re older than him!”
“Yes. But he has higher rank than me.” My mother told me before pushing my back, “So get out there Hyun and try to experience new things. I’m sure you’ll see this type of things as a daily occurrence in this vacation. Shoo.”
And that is how my mother kicked me out of our house. Seriously, if I know any better she’s trying to set Oppa and me. And what does she mean by higher rank? Just because Oppa is some rich cheabol that doesn’t mean he can order my family. I hate things that I don’t know.
Glaringly, I trudge back towards Yong-oppa and I found him leaning at the cursed vehicle looking straight ahead and whispering? Is he whispering in thin air? Softly, I walk towards him and tried my best to heighten my senses.
“No... I’m... tell Appa... yes... she’s going... prepared...”
Huh? It seems like he is talking to someone but he’s not holding any phone. I tried to lean more but luck is really not on my side or rather I think I’m really clumsy this day because I stepped on a rock and fell down.
“Hyun? Kwenchana?” I looked at the worried face of Yong-oppa and gave a smile accompanied by a wince.
“I’m alright Oppa.”
He touches his fringe before covering half of his face as if trying to stop himself from saying something. “I didn’t expect that you’re clumsy, Hyun.”
Me neither. “I’m not clumsy! I’m just...” Eavesdropping. Well, I really can’t say that to him. Subtly, I look at his ears to see if he has any Bluetooth device stuck in it but I only saw his star shaped earring. Who is he talking to?
“Huh?” I looked at him stupidly removing my gaze from his ears to his eyes.
“And now you’re spacing out. I think you’re not feeling well this day. You want to cancel your tour with me?” He asked me and before I can even stop myself I blurt out a loud, “ANIYO!”
Ehhhh! Pabo-ya Seo Joohyun! I think I’m really turning weird because of this guy. For goodness sake I only met him a few times and I’m already doing all this un-SeoHyun behavior. What will I do if I spend more time with him?
“Really... I think you are spacing way too much.” I heard Oppa said and I can’t help but glare at him.
“-laughs- Are you glaring at me? –laughs- Hyun is so cute a glare like that doesn’t work.” He suddenly crouches down and carry me in his arms.
“I think Hyun is being spoiled. She wants Oppa to always carry her.”
“I do not!” I countered him and gave a painful slap at his chest that only made him chuckle more. Fine, *pouts* I’ll let this go for now. Be thankful you have a nice laugh, Jung YongHwa!
Putting me down gently beside his death bike, Yong-oppa put the pink helmet in my head.
“Hop on. I would like us to arrive in our first destination as soon as possible.”
I still look dubiously at the death machine. “Oppa, I don’t want to die young?”
Yong-oppa, widens his eyes before staring at me with his piercing eyes. “Is this the first time?” he asked.
“De...” I confirmed and closed my eyes as I wait for him to make fun at me but I heard nothing. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw Oppa looked at me strangely.
“Don’t worry, Hyun. I’ll drive safely. Get on.”
Yong-oppa looked at me as I balanced myself in the death machine. Once I’m settled, he wore his blue helmet and started the engine that gave a start to my poor heart.
“We are leaving now! Hang on.” He ordered me and I look at my surrounding thinking where I would hold on. Oh... Where is the wonderful device called the seatbelt...
He looked at me before grabbing both my hands and wrapping it in his waist. Once satisfied, he faced in front once again and told me, “Hold on.” And we took off.
Unexpectedly, I’m starting to appreciate Yamaha something motorcycle. Oppa was expertly driving that I almost forgot all my nervousness and the changing scenery in front of me is really breathtaking.
It was really fun and once in a while Oppa would ask me if I’m all right which was very sweet of him. Another, he would talk about certain things in Busan which was really cool because I’ve got myself a handsome tour guide.
That’s why I felt a bit saddened when we’ve finally reached our destination. He turns off the ignition before removing his helmet. Following him, I reluctantly let go of his waist and remove my pink helmet before getting off.
“Hyun, what do you think?”
His voice called me out of my disappointment as I look at my surrounding for the first time and I can’t help but be at awe. We were in front of a garden full of different flowers. An array of colors entered my eyes. It was breathtaking and what makes it more special is the only tree that is inside the garden are cherry blossoms.
I can’t even utter a word.
“Let’s go inside.”
Yong-oppa then grabs my hand and led me inside the garden. The aromas instantly entered my nose and I can’t help but smile. I love flowers because it always makes me feel good (next to goguma).
I was very preoccupied that I didn’t realize that we already reach the center of the park. I only woke up when Oppa suddenly told me to sit; I sat down in a two metal chair with a small table in front of us. Besides us is a beautiful fountain where a lone woman was seated at the center and surrounding her are different sculptures of flowers. In her hand is a flute that was held by her two hands and place at her lap. The sculpture of the woman was very pretty that she seems to glow with the sun and the water that flows in her feet.
“I guess you like my surprise.” He told me as he look at me happily.
“I do. This is really beautiful, Oppa.”
I saw him shyly fix his hair before his mouth change in that silly smile.
“I’m glad.” He said. “I have another gift to Hyun.”
He declared before smirking and snapping his fingers and in an instant his empty hands was holding a bouquet. There are carnations, daffodils, azaleas and is that dandelions?
“How did you...” I asked dumbly and he only winked at me.
“It’s magic.” He said and hand me the bouquet.
Seriously, magic? How childish can he get? But... I like this... This is the first time I receive a bouquet. It felt nice. You really are a charmer Jung YongHwa. That is why I decided I’ll learn who you really are and maybe... maybe... I could finally fall in love with you.
AN: Ugh. sorry if at times or maybe a lot of times i don't answer your comments. I've been really busy with reviews and I just want to put this chapter before I'm drowned with reviews once again. I'll be having my board exams this coming July so it's a little hectic and nerve wracking *praying I'll pass*
Ayways, thanks for the reviews and I'm still dropping subtle hints here in there on what Yong is. haha. Next chapter would be the full date and a slightly noticable hint.