Lest the title of this post belie the story ahead.
Refer to
http://ifhellokittyhadamouth.blogspot.sg/2012/07/almost.html and
http://ifhellokittyhadamouth.blogspot.sg/2012/07/kiss-chef.html
It's about time I continued where I left off. Honestly, my creative juices are waning. Inspiration eludes me.
S was a bundle of nerves, checking his hair with every chance eyeing his reflection in rearview mirror and smoothing out the non-existent creases on his shirt.
He had arranged to pick them up at 10.30 AM although he was already up 2 hours earlier; fretting over what to wear from head to toe; not too different from a teenage girl fussing about her first date.
His wardrobe was in a disarray after trying out close to 10 outfits; in a dilemma whether he was being over or under-dressed. He finally settled for a slim-fit off-white henley v-neck T and well-fit camel pants; after 1 hour. Then it was The Hair.
It's not called a man's crowning glory for nothing. Another good 30 minutes of mussing around and he's starting to panic as the alarm on his phone started going off. He had set the reminder last night; not that he needed any reminding for this "date"; heaven forbid that he would be late. He wanted everything to turn out perfect. Who knew if he would get another chance like this?
Let's imagine a somewhat clean-cut look (minus that dodgy outfit and cheeky smirk):
1000: It would have taken his convertible 10 minutes flat to get to their apartment. Tempting as it seemed; he wouldn't want to intimidate the mother and son nor come off as some filthy-rich brat; although very he's much of the former and a tad of the latter. He had grabbed the keys to his SUV and dashed out of the door.
Y was peeping out of the window
Umma is Ahjussi here yet?! Prodding around while L tried to tuck in his shirt to no avail.
He was equally excited as S, getting out of bed much earlier and urging L to get up too.
Bae-ah it's still early, she said, while glancing at the clock, 1020.
L felt a tinge of nervousness and a hint of butterflies in her tummy. She found herself checking her hair and makeup in the mirror; touching up her cherry-tinted gloss now and then.
She picked out a peach cotton sundress that ended slightly above the knee and paired it with neutral cork-wedges.
Umma! Yyeepo-yo! !
Y's remark startled her out of her thoughts and she smiled to herself in surprise as Y stood at her bedroom door watching her in front of the wardrobe mirror.
It was only day out at the carnival and yet she's behaving like she's out on a date.
Aigoo.. she furrowed her brow and thought to herself.
Umma! Ahjussi is here! Y called-out while peering out of the window. Fortunately the windows were secured with grills for his safety, if not she would have had a heart-attack watching him clamber around like a mischievous monkey.
Swiftly spritzing her pulse points with a sweet scent when the doorbell rang. She didn't expect him to turn up at their door!
She turned briskly towards the door while smoothing out her hair, and opened it while unsure about looking at him direclty. Y peeked through the ajar door and called out excitedly
Ahjussi!
She smiled at him shyly and greeted him,
Thank you for coming S, I didn't expect you to come up.
S was wringing his hands in anxiety, she's so pretty he thought to himself watching the soft auburn curls resting on her collarbone. He was momentarily tongue-tied and he stammered:
Mmm-ian-hee L, ermm I should have waited at the lobby, I didn't mean to intrude.. err I looked-up and saw Y looking out of the window..
Kenchana S don't worry about that! I just didn't wish to trouble you. Y is just really excited about today.
Me too he said tentatively and let out a nervous laughter.
Aigooo.. why is Umma and Ahjussi so polite?! Y looked at them with puzzlement.
The adults just chuckled and tried to diffuse the tension.
S held out his hand and asked
Y, ready to go have an awesome time at the carnival!
Kaja!!! Y let out in anticipation and grabbed Seunghyun's hand half-running and pulling him along.
L was all smiles watching the both of them.
He held the front passenger door opened for her while checking if Y will be alright on his own in the backseat.
He carried Y up and strapped him securely with the seatbelt before making his way to the driver's seat.
As he started the engine, and tuned the radio to the K-pop station for the latest hits.
Youngbae-ah, who's your favourite band?
Big Bang!! Do you have their songs Ahjussi?
You know what Y, I actually do have all their albums, they're one of my favourites too.
Bae-ah don't disturb Ahjussi while he's driving, it's dangerous you know.
S effortlessly switched to his collection of BigBang songs with the quick controls on his steering wheel.
He smiled at L,
Don't worry it's just a click of a button.
I'll get you safely to the carnival and back home with no harm. He looked into her eyes and assured her sincerely.
Although his gesture comforted her, she turned away in embarrassment as his dark eyes always seemed to be so mesmerising.
S also snapped himself out of the moment and noticed a faint blush on her cheeks, he kept trying to steal glances at her with his peripheral vision while smiling to himself.
Secretly pleased that she's seated beside him in the car. This is as close as he can be with her for now.
Y sang along as they made their way to the fairground.
S husky voice paired with Y's unadulterated pipes make for a interesting combination.
Giggling along as they tried without much success to remember the lyrics.
L was so amused by the pair and can't help thinking how good S sounds.
Lost in his alluring melody, she didn't notice that they have arrived at the destination until Y exclaimed
We're here!!
Till then.
