| Fan Fiction |
by _niXIAH
You thought of what your Aunt told you for a while...
[FLASHBACK]
While going out from your room,
“~~~~~, remember, you must buy DRESSES NOT HOODIES, okay?” Aunt Emily seriously reminded.
“Yes, Auntie.” you replied.
[END OF FLASHBACK]
“*sigh* I really hate her reminders. Especially when it’s about dresses. Dresses, dresses, DRESSES! Arrrgg.” you said as you mess you hair.
Dianne smiled. You continued walking and saw a blue and black musical notes decorated hoody. You immediately ran towards it.
“Haaiii, I just told her that.” Dianne said tapping her forehead.
“Hey, Dianne, how do you find this, its cute right? Kawaii!” you said as you look at the hoody.
“Are you going to buy that? I can’t allow you...” Dianne said.
“C’mon, I’ll buy good dresses as long as you let me buy two or three hoodies. Please, please...” you pleaded showing a cute face to Dianne.
“Promise?” Dianne said.
“Promise!” you shouted. You immediately get the hoody and put in on the basket. You looked around for more. After an hour of picking hoodies and dresses, you went into the counter and paid all.
“Whoa, you sure are taking care of your money, huh?” Dianne said as she carried the two plastics.
“Yeah, I don’t want my money to run out fast.” you replied. “So, I picked beautiful dresses with low prices...” you added.
At Kibum’s house,
Kibum was laying upside-down in his bed. Hyukjae entered without making any sound. He’s trying to scare Kibum. He tiptoed his way to KiBum’s bed. He stared and spoke “Are you trying to suffocate yourself?”
“If you’re trying to surprise or scare me, it won’t work. I’m too sensitive with my surroundings.” KiBum replied, still his face buried into his pillow.
“What are you doing?” Hyukjae asked as he sat down beside KiBum.
“Thinking of her.” KiBum replied.
“Do you really like her?” Hyukjae asked seriously.
“Will I think of her if I don’t really like her? I mean, it’s been ten years... you know, when I first met her, there’s some kind of ‘boom’ inside me. You know, like I was, for the first time, amazed for someone’s beauty. And then there she goes, making my day, almost everyday, complete. She’s like my own drug; I can’t get rid of her. I always want to look at her, to hug her, to make her smile...” KiBum explained.
“Man, your words are so deep, I didn’t understand a thing.” Hyukjae said
“Crap you, Hyukjae!” KiBum teased as he shakes Hyukjae.
“Hey, stop!” Hyukjae shouted. Kibum let go of Hyukjae. “Why do I always end up being the ‘battered’ one?” Hyukjae added.
“Speaking of ~~~~~, her birthday’s three days from now, right?” KiBum asked.
“Yeah... Mina gave her something already.” Hyukjae replied as he stood in the balcony.
“I wonder what I’ll give to her.” KiBum asked.
“Hoody. She’s a total hoody freak.” Hyukjae replied.
“No, I want something different now... something that will make her feel what I feel for her...” KiBum said.
“Why don’t you give her flowers and chocolates, kneel before her and confess everything. She’ll be having a party, right?” Hyukjae said.
“I want to do that... tell her everything at her party...” KiBum said.
“Then do it! Mr. Kim likes you for her, right?” Hyukjae asked.
“But...” “But what?” Hyukjae asked.
“I don’t want to spoil our friendship...” KiBum said.
“Don’t tell me you’ll just keep everything so that your friendship won’t change? I mean, your friendship will still be the same? That’s so lame.” Hyukjae asked.
“I don’t want her to be mad at me, just because I love her...” KiBum said.
“Man, what if she feels the same way towards you, huh? Then you’ll go crying and going nuts saying ‘why didn’t I do that from the first place?? I'm so busted, I'm so damn, I'm so pervert. Aigoo, I hate myself.’” Hyukjae acted like a broken guy.
“Yah, yah, I know I always act like that.” KiBum said.
“Okay fine, I guess my words aren’t making you a better ‘guy’ for her... I’ll be going. I still have to prepare my ‘gift’ for your princess.” Hyukjae said with a teasing look.
“Tease me if you want.” KiBum said.
Hyukjae went out of KiBum’s room. KiBum looked outside and took a deep breath. ***Mr. Kim likes me for her... yeah, right. But that's only for Mr. Kim. What if... she doesn't like me at all? What if, she really sees me as her friend?***
-End
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REPLIES:
♥Yuki♥: Aww, poor old man. No one wants him to teach you..:)
Hehehe.xD Kibum, yeah, so sweet.xD
Here's the update!:)
Feryn: Aww, really? Well, for my mom, she really hates the Japanese people.
I don't know if you know but way back when it was 90s or 80s or 70s here in the Philippines,
The Japanese came over the Philippines and brought a horrible life to the Filipinos.
Slapping them, slaving them, making them fall on their knees...
Ugh, whenever she tells me these stories, I go nuts and say it's different now.
Why do she always make Japanese people bad in my eyes?!:)) AisshH!:))
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Thanks for that! I really hope it will come true...
*prays more*
ajaeluvsjoongie: Haha! different for me. I was able to read a few Japanese characters.
AND I SUPER DUPER LOVE IT!:)) Thanks for my cousin.:)
CREDITS go to him.:)) hahaha.xD
NO! I won't lend you Junsu. I even have no intentions of borrowing your Jaejae.
Well, my schedules spoils it. Urgh, I keep coming back to QC because of some matters.
It was like, aaahhh!! My precious and saved money... wasted just for the trips...
Busses, then jeeps, and then, tricycle!! AAAAHHHH!!!!
noriko: Hmm, I think there's problem about those confirmations...
I also don't receive updates in my email.:))
Ohh let me guess, you're Japanese? Am I right?
I love Japan too. And I really want to go there..:))
Hehehe.xD Aww, I wish I was born to be a Japanese.:))
Aww, such good memories with KiBum.:) hehhe.xD