Fated Since Monday

제 2 회 // Second

From : Kang Gary
To : Song Ji Hyo
Then I'll come over in 10. I want to talk to you.

From : Song Ji Hyo
To : Kang Gary
Well...alright then. Be careful of paparazzis, oppa. Drive safely.

From : Kang Gary
To : Song Ji Hyo
Don't worry, Ji Hyo ya. Just don't forget to open the door for me.

I smiled. Kang Gary never fails to plaster a smile on my face, even through texting. Yeah, we text each other quite often, sometimes even calling.

Ten minutes later, he finally arrived. I opened the door and gestured him to sit on the couch. He stepped in, reluctant to sit. I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Oppa, why aren't you sitting?"

"As a gentleman, I'm letting my lady have a seat first."

"Ya, who's your lady?" I glared at him, then proceeded to punch his left arm lightly and playfully. He just laughed and eventually obeyed me, sitting nicely like a little kid.

I poured two glasses of water and headed to the living room to settle them on the table. He was looking at me all the while I did that. I felt the need to blush, however I didn't feel my cheeks redden. Perhaps that's the thing about being an actress-you'll have to get used to people looking at whatever you're caught doing. Plus, you'll learn how to mask emotions well, and release them at the right time during filming.

Nonchalantly, I sat to the left of him and turned on the TV to fill the silent atmosphere. Both of us watched the TV together, occasional jokes and tickling in between.

Suddenly he said, "Kang Gae-squid, huh?"

He nudged my hand, making me drop the remote to the floor. I almost laughed, but didn't because the small sound of the falling remote slightly distracted me from our sprouting conversation. Stupid remote.

"Not bad, honestly. At least I got a nickname from you, too."

"Wae? Everyone calls you that," I laughed.

"Well, they only call me 'squid'. Besides, the feel is different becase you're the one who calls me that."

"Ooh, you like to be called a squid."

"Only by you, Ji Ji."

"Oppa~ang. Drop that nickname..." I tried to be cute.

"Wae, Ji Ji ah? It sounds cute and so do you," he smiled warmly.

"I don't like it.." Somehow I stopped being cute and started getting serious instead.

"But you are called Mong Mong-"

"Ne, oppa. I don't like it either actually."

"But you'll be called that anyway. Even if it's for the show, then why can't I do that too? Just say it's for Running Man even though God knows ours is not!"

Somehow, it sounded like the most heartwrenching statement I've ever heard coming from Kang Gary, a humorous man with occasional cheesy lines that I secretly enjoy hearing. It sounded to fill with so much pain, yet so little room to express the pain.

"Oppa, what's wrong actually? What's bothering you?"

He slowly took my hand, lacing my fingers with his. His hand felt warm, like how my cheeks are getting currently, my gaze never leaving his face.

"I thought I am so close to crossing the finish line, only to be thrown back to the starting point," he answered absentmindedly. Then he looked down at our hands. His thumb gently rubbed the back of my hand. Something is obviously bothering him.

"I never thought you would ever want to join any WGM-like shows," he said again.

His right hand grabbed his cup and drank it slowly. By the time he's done, I could tell the cup's already empty. I didn't know what should I say regarding his statement. He must've felt so disappointed...

"Oppa, jinjja mianhae..."

Kang Gary shook his head and turned to me, his gaze met mine. "Gwenchana. I just...I don't know. It's such a stupid feeling that I have. I shouldn't be like this. Mianhae, Ji Hyo ya."

He didn't sound okay, not to me.

"Oppa. What do you mean?" I pressed.

"Don't you get what I'm feeling? Come on, Ji Hyo ya. You know me well enough to understand."

My face must've been so mong that he finally tore his gaze and let go of my hand. It kinda shocked me a little.

"I guess you don't know me so well after all. I was wrong." He laughed dryly, again. "I thought I know how you feel about me. I was wrong about that one, too."

"Aniya, oppa. You're not wrong-"

"How can I not be wrong, Ji Hyo ya? Tell me. Tell me, Ji Hyo ya," Gary oppa sounded almost pleading. It broke my heart hearing him say things like this.

I wished I could go back in time and undo what I'd done if I knew something this bad could happen. Having to tear MC, and Gary oppa... I can't stand it either.

"Mianhae, Ji Hyo ya. Actually I came here to comfort you because I know you dislike this situation as much as all of us do. I know you feel bad about the whole concept for today. But maybe I just made it worse.." He chuckled. "But then again we're not acknowledged as official couple. I shouldn't care whether you're going on a fake date or even a real date with anyone, right? I should just support you no matter what."

"Oppa..."

"I'm leaving, then. Good night, Song Ji Hyo. Sleep well, make sure you have enough rest."

He then stood up and walked towards the door without looking back at me. My eyes started stinging. No words could express how bad I feel towards him right now.

"Ne, oppa. Good night. You should sleep well too. Be careful..."

Kang Gary reached for the handle of my door. As he opened it, he turned back and mumbled something, but I couldn't decipher what it was.

After he left, I sat down alone and looked straight in front of me. The TV is still on. I sighed, wanting to sleep the night away instead of crying.

And so, I turned off the TV...

*****

Chapter two, MC shippers! I actually was running out of ideas on how should I close this chapter but hey, Kang Gary is such an inspiration. *wink*
I hope you enjoy it~

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30/06/16