Way To Heart 3

It's not just a house, it's a living mansion.." Jangmi's eyes exclaimed. The lady was again found for offering her, "Come dear, come inside."

Jangmi walked in slowly, getting more upset. She couldn't be herself anymore by the following time. She didn't wonder about the chandelier of the living room how it was bigger than herself. She also stopped noticing every details of the floor and tiles that showed how classy the interior was. She wasn't flinching of why the white furniture were so electrically modern. Her eyes too didn't focus on the show pieces and the hanging family pictures of the lady with her two sons and husband. Her distracted sight only saw the stairs going up and her foot following them. Meanwhile, Jangmi heard the lady behind and telling her, "Jangmi, go upstairs and straight to the guest room and-" A phone call interrupted.

          After a while, Jangmi strolled a little and stumbled right outside of a room. The second floor was already big enough having only two rooms. She barged inside without any second thought. Jangmi turned on the lights of the room to see a huge bed and its warmness. She put off her wears like shoes, socks and hat at a side because these were the least things she owned there in those moments. So she was being careful. Jangmi lied on the bed quietly and turned off the light again. Her eyes told she had a long journey and no sleep at all. Tears started trickling down her red cheek slowly when she pulled the blanket over. Soon she fell asleep in the sweet odour as well as the disrupt harmony of her mind.

The door of the room opened slowly while Jangmi was still sleeping. It was not the lady who walked in. In an odd way, the shadow of the person seemed huge in the dark and it was a male figure who suddenly shouted, "Ah, so tired!" Jangmi couldn't hear him yet. The man locked the door. He didn't find necessary to turn on the lights as if he was habituated to the dark of this room. He threw his 1000 dollar Denim jacket carelessly on the couch and jumped right on to the bed next to Jangmi. He also put off his shirt in the mean time. He even got inside the white blanket, without washing himself anyhow. He grinned, feeling happy and lazy. He had been always admiring his bed time since childhood. His mom used to tell stories while he slept, so that's where it all started from. But his intuition was telling him that something was going wrong. But he cared less. In a minute, he felt asleep like Jangmi as the bed worked its best. Both were sleeping, hugging their own dreams next to each other. They didn't know themselves what would be going to happen in the future or how they would react at morning.

Jangmi opened her eyes first, very slowly. She felt a hand on her belly but eventually thought it was just some blanket. Jangmi closed eyes again, confirming that it was still dark. Little did she know she had pushed herself into Kim SeokJin's chest and holding each other entire night. Jin also put his hand around her neck. His legs gripped her tightly too. Jangmi could be a pillow or a wife to him. Then Jin suddenly screamed, "Heyy!! WHO ARE YOU?!!"

Jangmi jumped high and glared at his bare chest. She didn't answer, she replied him with another scream.

"Aaahhhhhhhh!!"

The lady was downstairs. She was happy that her younger son had finally came back home last night, after a week. So she was cooking breakfast for him. Then the lady also easily let slip how she had a guest in her house after that phone call. Well, it's her disease, couldn't blame her fully. But just in time, the scream of her guest, Jangmi, awakened the lady which the medicines successfully failed to do. She ran upstairs quickly and hastened to the guest room. She didn't see Jangmi there. The lady was quick in realizing that she made a mistake. She walked to her son's room and found Jangmi crying while her son yelling at her , "How can you be so stupid sleeping into a man's room?! Are you a stalker!? How in the world everyone is so pervert! " He was so in rage. Then Jin again shrieked, putting his shirt on , "STOP CRYING FOR GOD'S SAKE! I'M SO DISGUs-"

"JIN! LOWER YOUR VOICE. DONT SHOUT IN MY HOUSE!" The lady interrupted. "YOU ARE NOT LIKE THIS , WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO YOU?!" She asked Jin.

Jangmi saw the lady, and ran behind her to hide. Jangmi was shocked in a similar manner.

"Aww Jangmi, my dear, are you alright? I'm so sorry for my son's behaviors.." the lady said.

Last and for all, Jangmi said, "No, I should be sorry, I didn't notice the room!" She stared once at Jin through her teary eyes and immediately escaped.

The lady said to Jin, "This poor girl.."

"What is she, huh? How is that poor girl here in my house!?" Jin definitely had the air of hatred.

The lady replied, "Calm down, boy" She already sat on his bed and was looking up to her son's kind face that was filled up with anger.

"And that's how she is here..." The lady opened up to Jin right at the precise moment. "I expect you to help her, son" She continued, "Will you?"

"Mom, stop being so naive!" Jin opposed. "Your son is famous! You can't just nap a random girl into our house. What if these are all a plan of that girl's gang to be in our house, to be in my room?"

The lady said nothing to his questions but asked instead ,"Since when have you become this self centered, Jin?"

Jin was dumbfounded by his mother's question. "Mom?.."

"And yes, don't call her 'girl', her name is Jangmi."