Something About You

36 : When Did You Start to Like Me

Her fingers trailed down my body, but the collarbone was her favourite area. She teasingly brushed my chest, neck and ear with kisses before she went up again. Her lips came closer to mine, which tasted like the canned tea she had earlier. She opened her mouth and swirled her tongue around mine.

Her hands ran up my back, tracing every inch of it before she placed her hands again over my shoulders. My hands gripped the bedsheet as I felt the sensation was starting to lit up.

But I noticed how she didn't look like she was into it as usual.

"Rosé, are you okay?" I tucked her hair behind her ears, trying to read her expression.

"Hmm? Why do you ask?"

"You look like you're bothered by something. You can tell me."

She shot me a sad smile, as if she had so much to say but refused to do so. She embraced me into a hug, resting her chin on my shoulder.

"Sorry, I ruined the mood."

"No, it's fine. But why? Is it something you want to share? Maybe I can't be any help but at least you won't have to keep it to yourself." I patted her back.

I could feel her head moved to the left and right. She made rest on my back before she moved next to me.

"It's alright. It's a small matter and I can deal with it." she spread the comforter over us before pulling me closer.

I looked into her eyes. She's always like that. Every time she has something going on in her mind, she keeps it to herself and rarely lets me know. I feel like I know very little of her. And I feel guilty that I can't be much of help.

"Really? I respect that you might have things that you don't want to share but if you feel so burdened by something, I will always be with you. I don't want you to carry everything alone."

She smiled at my words. She leaned in and pressed her lips against mine. "This is the best therapy in the world."

I bit my lips as soon as she broke the kiss. Obviously, I wanted more but I shouldn't ask for it since she wasn't feeling alright.

"Are you already sleepy?" I asked.

"Not yet." she shook her head.

"Alright. Remember the time I asked when did you start to like me but you didn't get to answer? Do you want to tell me now?"

"Ahh, bedtime story session?"

"Why? You don't want to tell me?"

She laughed before she immediately took her phone over the table. She opened her camera roll and scrolled to an album, which she showed me earlier. The album with my name with photos of me.

"Francesca saw these all. But wait, do you remember this photo?"

She showed me a photo of when we were quite young, during the pre-debut. I actually went to YG for audition but I'm not sure how I got a call from JYP instead. That's where I met Rosé for the first time.

"I remember it very well. That was my first time having a stranger hitting on me, asking for photos. I was like, what? I haven't debuted but I already have a fan?"

"I asked for a photo together because you were so pretty that day. And I thought I might never get to see you again as I had to return to Australia, so why not? I even asked for your number. I like collecting pretty unnies."

"I'm younger than you." I frowned. She assumed I was older? I looked old?

"I couldn't guess people's age just like that. But as long as the girl is pretty, I'd consider her as an unnie. You were not the only one I collected, anyway."

"What?"

"Listen, Sunyoung. I'm telling my story so don't interrupt. Alright, at that time, I haven't fell for you yet. I just thought you were pretty. And thennn, when I got a call from YG, I immediately went to Korea again because I was excited to see my collection of unnies. But I noticed you weren't there."

"Stop, you're making the word unnies seems like Pokemons."

"Shut up. Okay, I noticed you weren't there. And I remembered that I had your number. I was really worried if you were no longer using the number but thank God, you answered my call."

"Huh? I don't remember."

Yongyong probably noticed that we weren't asleep when she jumped onto the bed and made her way between us.

"Go away, stinky. I'm having my one-to-one session with her." she moved Yongyong to the leg of bed and scooted closer to me.

"You're so mean. She just wants to listen along." I took her again and put her between us.

"Sunyoung, I'm serious."

"Fine." I moved Yongyong again. I better not make her mad.

I rested my head against the pillow but this time I just realized how her bare face was so dreamy. I smiled at how moving Yongyong away was actually a good suggestion.

"You see, I wasn't being mean. I just want to look at your face during this bedtime story session." she tucked my hair behind the ear.

"Hmm, better. Okay, continue where we left off."

"You answered my call but you had no idea who I was so I just played around, acting like a scammer. You were so dumb that you actually gave me all your details. If I was a scammer, you would be living under the bridge right now. But as I wasn't one, I made your details as something useful for me. I didn't get to go to your house but at least I got to send you letters and gifts, until the day you told me you got an offer as a trainee of JYP."

"I don't have that photo of us together. I literally exchanged letters with you without remembering how you look like. The only thing I knew was your name, Park Chaeyoung."

"Ouch, you forgot my pretty face?" she looked offended.

"You really think I'd remember someone's face like that? We didn't even talk properly."

"I'm still hurt. By the way, this photo. The first time we met again." she showed another photo of us.

It was taken when we were hanging out together in Seoul, as friends. As Rosé wasn't used to the surrounding, I offered her to take a look around the city. She got excited at the street food and the small stalls we passed by. The photo was taken specifically at Hongdae Photobooth. She was the one to ask for it because she was shocked to know that photobooths in Korea are easily found on streets.

"I like your hair." I pointed at her black hair in the photo.

"Nah, you're not gonna make me dye my hair black again." she patted her own head.

"So, during this time, have you fell for me?"

"Nooo, not yet."

She scrolled again but I became a bit sleepy. I moved my head onto her pillow, trying to see what she was looking for on her phone.

"You're sleepy now?" she asked.

"Just tell me when and how."

"That one, guess we will have the second session soon."

"That's a fucking cliffhanger, Rosé. Come on."

"Nope. Later." she yawned while putting her phone away to the table before cuddling me into a hug and whispered a good night wish.