Choi Y/n:
The door opens immediately and it reveals Mr Stephen...Topless!? Oh my god my virgin eyes. I squealed and immediately turn away closing my eyes. I could feel my cheeks heating up.
"You weirdo...Women out there would die to see me like this. And here you are covering your eyes... Don't you wanna check me out?" I heard him scoffed mockingly as I looked away.
"I'll come back later if you're busy..." I said and leave. Just then, I felt a hand grabbing my wrist and yanking me back.
I turn my body to see him again. "Hold on I'll get my bath robe. Just wait." He said and went inside. After a few seconds, he went out with this expensive looking silk bathrobe.
"Come in" he says. I reluctantly went in.
He plonked himself on the couch and take a sip of an expensive looking liquor. He looked at me with a blank face. "What do you want?" He asked. "Uhm...do you have an unused notebook or something? If you do, can you give it to me? I need it for something" I said. He then burst into laughter when I explained why I came.
"Your reason's kinda lame Y/n. Just admit that you missed me and you wanna see me" He smirked as he takes another sip of liquor. My eyes widened. The hell's this guy's problem? He keeps accusing me of things I didn't do. "Uhm...no?" I said. I wanted to say something more but I realize that this guy's like my boss, so I can't really say shit. "But if you don't have any then it's okay. I'll just ask YeongHan oppa instead. Bye." I turned and began walking towards the door to exit the room. I feel him grabbing my arm and turning me. "Hold on...Oppa?" (Oppa is a brotherly/loving term you address an older male in Korean) he asked as if he can't comprehend what I just said. I nodded and smiled. At the same time I felt heat suddenly gushes to my cheek.
I have to admit that I really like YeongHan oppa. He is kind, talented, adorable and most importantly handsome. He is so sweet. He makes fantastic dishes too. What the hell though... I just met him yesterday but oh well.
Alex's POV:
"Hold on...Oppa?" I asked, awestricken by your bold statement. You nodded with such joy, your eyes gleamed. What's worst is that you're blushing. My heart ached at the sight...
I remember the times when you used to call me oppa. Your eyes used to gleam at the sight of me. Never have I thought that the time has come. The time someone will replace me.
~Flashback~
I saw you. In a pretty pink gown prancing around. Waving a plastic wand like a fairy. Adorable. I thought to myself. You didn't notice me though. You were too busy in your own world. I chuckled at how cute you look like in that dress. You've been asking for that princess kit for a long time. You won't stop yapping about it. I shook my head.
I sneaked myself behind her. When I thought the time was right, I tapped on her shoulder while saying "BOO!". She shrieked loudly. She clutches her chest when she saw me. She heaved as sigh of relief. Afterward she throws punches to my chest playfully. "Oppa! Stop doing that! Can't you see me dancing ?" You half wailed. Your cheeks looked all puffed up.
"Why are you dancing your highness?" I asked, playing along.
"Practicing my ball dance for my wedding of course ." You said while blushing
" Wedding? Who are you gonna get married to Princess Y/n?" I asked, intending to tease you.
" A Prince Charming " she said.
" May I know who's that Prince you want to marry?" I asked a little uneasy.
You looked at your shoes and fiddled with your fingers. "You" she said but it's muffled
"What?"
" I said it's you!" You exclaimed louder than ever. My eyes widen. This little kid...What a cutie.
"But I'm not a prince..." I said faking a disappointed tone.
"Doesn't matter. You look like one." You said to me, smiling in contentment.
I sighed when I heard what you said. You're like what...6? What the hell do you know about marriage? I kneeled in front of you and I looked at you in the eyes. "Y/n...You can't marry me" I said with a heavy weight on my chest. "But why..." You whined and looked down at your brand new shoes. I placed both of my hands on your shoulders. "Listen...When you grow up and become a beautiful girl, you'll fall in love with a person. I want to see you happy marrying the person you truly love. Not being forced into one Arraso?" I tried comforting you. But you didn't seem satisfied. You still looked sad.
"But I don't wanna marry anyone else... I want to marry you" you said. Afterwards you stomped to a nearby hut outside the house. You sat there and continued her telenovela. Aishh this kid. I'm like 13 now...I'm way too old for you. I'm not a pedophile. I really do like you in a way though. I didn't mind showing you affection and kindness. Unlike the girls I have to face in school. I'm really irritated by those attention-seekers. They kept coming to me and squealing like some mad bunch of girls. I pushed them away. I never pushed you away. Because I like your company.
I like you.
You crossed your arms and looked away as I approached. I sat right next to you placing my hand on your shoulders. You didn't turn your head. You ignored me. I sighed.
"Princess Y/n... Are you mad?" you continued to ignore me. I heard sniffles. Why're you suddenly crying? Oh dear god... I felt bad. I shouldn't have said that. I shouldn't have said that you can't marry me. Afterall... we don't know what the future holds for us. I shouldn't have shattered your dream for happiness. I spread my hands open and wrapped my hands around you. I could feel your body tensed for a moment. I hugged you tightly. Since mom passed away, I never hugged anyone. This hug. It's warm and I love it.
" Forgive your prince, princess Y/n" I said to you still having you in my embrace.
*End of flashback
My eyes twitched. "Why do you call him oppa?" I asked but it sounded more like a jealous boyfriend than a boss. It sounded as though I cared. Oh Gosh Steph stop it. You're making it too obvious. But then again I do care. I adjusted my facial expression so that it won't seem like I care.
She bit her lips. "He told me to call him Oppa .I mean what do you expect me to call him...Mr Kim? That's way too formal. And plus he's older than me..." You said. What the hell I'm older than you too. You don't call me Oppa. That's just some shitty excuse. I thought to myself.
I scratched the back of my head and nodded like some dumb kid. "But uhm... I'm older than you too aren't I? Why don't you call me Oppa?" I asked you. Your eyes widen. I could see a deep shade of red appeared on your cheeks. "I mean... you're like my boss. It would be inappropriate. YeongHan is a worker like me too. So I'm more comfortable calling him Oppa" You explained trying to maintain a poker face.
I'm so mad I pictured my self raging at my own cook. Is he here to work or flirt?
This guy...Ugh. "Do you want me to call you Oppa?" You stressed on the word "want". Your question interrupted my train of thought. Of course I do! What a question. But I can't tell you that can I?
I shrugged as a response. "Your choice" I said. You tapped your chin. "I'll call you Bossman" You grinned. Bossman? Looks like your cuteness never changed. You're the same princess I met 12 years ago. I chuckled at your suggestion. Seeing my reaction, your brows furrowed showing a little frown. "What's wrong?" You asked. I correct my posture and put on a straight face. "Nothing" I simply said.
"Do you like my Chef?" I asked.
Choi Y/n POV:
"Do you like my Chef?" Bossman asked.
My eyes widen. What kind of question is that? Way to go Bossman. What a way to make me blush. I mentally facepalmed myself. But his question sparked an image on my mind. A prince charming. That's so random. It's like a flashback... But I've never met a prince charming before...So not really?
I shook my head. "Uhm...No" I replied to his question. His face suddenly gets closer and closer and closer until finally his nose touches mine. I'm suffocating. The distance between me and Bossman makes me really uncomfortable. But I just stood there...Frozen. "Don't Lie"
His face looks serious. Way too serious. I gulped. My heart seemed to skip a beat. Something about his serious tone make him seem undeniably sexy. I looked away.
My dear heart...please behave. "W-well...maybe a little. Please don't be mad at me... It's not like I c-can control how I feel..." I looked down. He moved his face away. But why does he look... kinda disappointed. He sighed. "I knew it. I can read it in your eyes. The look you give is way too familiar" He said. He sounded...sad. But why though?
Does he like me?
Pfffft... That's impossible. I'm way out of his league. Plus, I'm just a lowly maid. No way in hell is he going to ever like me.
"Why are you here again?" He asked. Looks like he's back to his boss mode.
"Notebook" I simply said. "Right..." He rummage through his drawer to find the notebook. He stood up and look at me. "I don't have any. Go and ask your Oppa." He said. With that, he pushed me out of his room and closed the door.
What's up with that guy? He really needs to sort out his issues. I touched my nose and for some reason my cheeks instantaneously blush. This is not good. I run down the stairs to YeongHan's room. Apparently all of Bossman's employees stays in this big ass mansion with him.Fortunately for me.
I knocked on a white door with a silver knob. My heart thumped roughly against my rib cage. I can't handle the nerves. I smacked myself on the face to get my shit together. But unfortunately for me, YeongHan Oppa opened the door the same time I smacked myself. Oh no!!!!! His eyes widen at the strange sight of me whacking the daylight out of myself. "Uhm...are you okay?" he asked me, killing the awkward silence. I nodded my head and afterwards fiddled with my fingers. "How can I help you?" His lips curled. Sigh....why does he have to be so darn beautiful.
"Uhm...I-i came to ask whether you have an unused notebook you could give me. I need it f-for something..." I said while stuttering a little. He tapped his chin. "I think I might...But while I search for it, would you like to come in?" he asked. My eyes widen at his offer. Oh no, what do I do now? It wouldn't hurt would it? I'll just go in for sometime and get the hell out of there. I slowly nodded after some thought.
As I enter, I could feel the cold marble floor beneath my feet. All I could say to his room is... Sweet. It's classic. There's a simple chandelier hanging in the middle of the room. A queen bed with oak brown bed frame. Grey painted walls. Two grey couches and a coffee table. Though, it's not as fancy as mine. Isn't he a chef? His role is more important than mine right? Why doesn't he get a fancier room? My head is filled with a thousand and one questions.
"I like your room" I said, giving him my sweetest smile. I heard soft chuckles coming from him. "It could never match up to yours though..." He says but still keeping a smile on his face. "I don't think I deserve it though, I'm just a maid." I let out my thoughts about my room. "Maybe you're not just a maid to him, Y/n. But I don't know...It's just my thoughts. To me you're not just a maid. You're more" he says with blushing cheeks. My gaze shifted to him. Did he just... It's okay... keep it cool girl. Maybe he just thinks of me as a friend. No big deal right? An image of a boy with the most dashing smile flashes in my mind. I've never felt so flustered. This feeling. It keeps giving me images of a prince charming. A boy. I don't understand any of these images. Why does this happen frequently lately ?
"What's wrong Y/n? What's bothering you?" His voice interrupting my train of thoughts. I shake my head, indicating that nothing's wrong. But something seems wrong. I think there's something that I need to remember but forgotten. I'm unsure of its significance though. Maybe it's something not worth remembering. But what if it is? Why does images of the boy keeps on flashing in my mind? Who is he to me?
"Okay then...I'll go search for a notebook. While waiting, just keep yourself comfortable" he said and rummage through his drawer to find for me a notebook. He's so kind and caring. I never thought that he would look so handsome when he's busy.
"Do you like my chef?"
For some reason, Bossman's question lingers in my mind. Do I? I mean of course he's cute... But I just met him yesterday. Of course he's kind and all but I don't really know him that well to be so sure. He knows how to cook too. What a husband material. Jawline's on point too. Aishh... stop admiring him too much man. You're going to fall for him. Just stay cool and don't overthink. I told myself.
"Aah...Here it is!" He took out a what seems like centuries-old notebook. But it looks nice. It looks ancient. A kind of notebook you can only find in the 1800's. A leather cover, that seems like a flimsy cloth and a leather string to strap the notebook close. "That looks ancient...Where did you get that?" I asked out of curiosity. He let out a soft chuckle. "I bought it from this small bookshop that sells ancient looking goods, during my trip to London" he says. "Oh...I thought you're like some guardian angel that time travels or something" I said and the both of us burst out laughing. I guess both of us are amazing at lame jokes.
Narrator's POV:
YeongHan and Y/n burst out laughing. Little did they know that outside the room there's a figure standing, and listening to their conversation. Alex cursed under his breath. "I swear to god those two lovebirds..." as much as he tried to calm himself down, he can't help but feel miserable. He failed to contain the drops of tears that's now collecting in his eyes. He can't bear the pain. He lost her for 12 years. Now these? He couldn't take it.
~Flashback~(In Alex's POV:)
I kicked the sand in excitement. I planned to bring you to the beach because you said you wanted to see the sunset. You promise me you'll be here by 6.30. I waited patiently for you. I've finished my exams and I finally have time to spend time with you. I've missed you so much. I remembered your face when I came to your house with Father, to meet you after 2 months of not meeting. You literally lunge yourself towards me. "OPPA!!!! I miss you! Why haven't you visit?" You were really excited. "I've got exams...I'm sorry I didn't visit you sooner. I miss you too." I patted your head and ruffled your hair.
"Oppa...Should we watch the sunset together? I went to school yesterday and my teacher read me a fairytale story. In the story, a prince and a mermaid kissed in the sunset. I want to see the sunset but Dad won't let me unless I go with someone. He's working so he can't come with me" you pouted. I smiled at how adorable you look.
"Father... Can I watch the sunset with Y/n?" I asked Father. He just nodded and continued talking to Uncle Choi. Yay! This means I can spend more time with you and make up for the time I'm gone.
I cupped your ears and whispered to you. "We'll go tomorrow. Wear something pretty and comfortable okay?" You giggled and nodded vigorously.
"Oppa!" I turned my head to see you in a pink T-shirt and black tights. You look even more adorable with a pink ribbon headband. I smiled at the sight of you. You ran to me in excitement. "Y/n be careful!" I shouted, worried that you might trip and fall. Just as I screamed, you trip on your own foot and your body was thrown forward. I ran to catch you before you fall. Luckily I was on time. "Aishh this kid...Could you be careful next time?" I reprimanded you. You pouted and look down. I heard soft sniffles coming from you.
"Don't cry...I wasn't scolding you. I was just worried. Please stop crying" I pacify you while wiping your tears away. You slowly smiled. "So you still love me right? You don't hate me?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "I never hated you." You frowned. "So you don't love me anymore?" You asked. Since when have a six-year-old knows how to be this interrogating. This must be all the dramas you've been watching. Judging from the way you act, you must have been watching lots of cheesy dramas. How do I handle this girl. Dear god. "Uhm no...not that. Of course I-i l-love you" I said while scratching the back of my head. You smiled and clapped your hands together. "YAY!"
"C'mon, let's go. The sun's setting. I promise to watch the sunset with you right? Let's go!!" you skipped happily while holding hands with me. I found a perfect spot for us to sit. "Let's sit here" I said and you nodded happily in response.
Both of us just sat there silently watching the yellow sphere drowning into the blue sea. The orange horizon adds up to the calming sight. "Oppa...It looks so pretty..." you said. I shifted my gaze to you who seemed too dazed by the view. You looked...calm. It's been awhile since I've seen this side of you. You've always been so hyper, I've forgotten this side of you existed. You look so cute as you take in a deep whiff of the ocean's breeze.
"Awwww...The sun's gone. I wish it lasted longer" you pouted, clutching my arm tightly. "We can play with the sand for abit if you want" her eyes gleamed. "Yes please!" you said in excitement. "Okay...But only for awhile okay? Your Appa will be worried"
We played like there's no tomorrow. Laughing profusely at each other and acting like plain clowns. I love your company. Not just as a younger sister. I enjoy making you happy. I'll treasure you for as long as I can.
~End Flashback~
He turned and leave to go back to his room. He's afraid that anymore details that he heard from that room would cut deeper into his wound of sorrow. He misses you. But Alex know this is not the end. He'll get you in his own terms. He can't possibly lose against his lowly cook right. Plus, the two just met and wouldn't be in love immediately. He got to up his game.
He wiped his tears and jogged up the stairs.
"I'll make her remember me"