'Near Namsan Tower, road no. 16, flat no.- p/36'
My lips curved when I received an address from Ye Jun. Yes, it's true that I don't like staying with my mom so I am going to his place for a break but...I want to go there for another reason. I want to see him more. I want to be with him all the time.
"Knock! Knock!", my mom said in a funny tone like a squirrel.
"The door is open," I kept my phone down.
"Aah! Sweetie, you were supposed to ask who. We will do it once again, ok?", She said and once again went outside the room.
Why she keeps acting like a stubborn when she knows that this won't prove her innocent? I am not a five year old who will forgive her just by a lemon and orange flavoured lollipop.
"Knock! Knock!", she did that again.
"Who's there?", I acted as if I'm curious for this mentally retarded lady.
"Barbie."
"Barbie who?"
"Barbie q chicken!", she laughed like a wild horse and came inside.
"Now what do you want mom?", I asked irritably.
"Umm...I just wanted to know what you're going to wear today."
"I don't think my birthday falls in winter, and I don't find any other important day to get ready."
"My stupid bear! You're invited at Ye Jun's house for slumber!"
"I remember. So what do you want me to do? Wear a disco dancer's dress?"
"You surely do ask a lot of questions," she exhaled and pushed me towards the dressing table. "Come sit here."
She pointed towards the mirror, "can you see those big cute eyes and saffron tint on your cheeks? Your plump, shiny, rose-coloured lips and wavy hairs running through your shoulders... beautiful!"
Little by little, her voice was melting in my ears and making my sleepy eyes hard to stay awake. This sound....her voice was different, as if I've heard this before. I look down to concentrate. Her melody is similar to...a woman who used to tie my hairs and made me wear my shoes. I'm getting to know myself. My erased childhood images are flashing infront of my eyes, where there are only two people...only two. Me and a lady. She is sweet, caring, loving. She is....she is someone with whom I used to play all day. Someone who used to feed me even after knowing the fact that I'll throw up within minutes.
"You are strong!", my mom said and lifted my face.
I look deeply in my eyes and now it's hypnotizing me. I could see something else than my own face. A person, with whom I would love to have a night walk. A person who will choose the lovers card with me. The only person who is allowed at my favourite place. It is the only person whose mistakes and flirty lines are ignored or forgiven. The person bleeds and easily gets bruised. Someone who fills his appetite just by seeing me. He is like a student and I am his maths book, he solves all my problems. Someone whom...I love.
"Ye Jun," her voice brought me back to reality.
"Huh?"
"Now you are ready to visit him."
I blinked once and realized that she has put some light make up on me, curled my hairs and fixed a rectangular glittered hair clip.
"Smile and become the most loved girl in the world," she added.
Years! I am feeling happy and confident. Even if it's strange for me to accept that my mom is this close to me, I am not surprised. It seems like all these have happened before. Was our relation ever this happy? Were we ever a real mother and daughter?
I opened my drawer, took out my watch which I once won in a writing competition, and placed it on my wrist.
"Ouch!", it did hurt.
I lifted my sleeves and remembered what I keep doing. I have tried to stop myself but it has now become an addiction for me.
"I am sure he has a clock in his house," I faked a laugh and thankfully she didn't noticed how harsh I am to myself.
"Call me of you have any problem. I have packed all your stuff and medicines in this bag," she zipped a black medium sized bag which looked as if of a kidnapper.
"I am not a kid anymore. You don't need to do all this," I snatched it from her.
"You'll forever be my small brained bear," she grinned.
"Whatever!", I rolled my eyes and bid her goodbye.
She lip synced a 'take care' once I kept my one step outside the door mat of the entrance.
I behave as a rookie almost the whole day Infront of her, like a lion, but today I am feeling guilty. I am not sure if it's called nervousness or unwillingness to leave her. I am feeling sensitive like a kid who doesn't wants to leave his mom on the first day of school.
My feets ran back and hugged her without my permission or a prior notice.
"Aww...my cub turned to a kitten?", she giggled and kissed my forehead.
"I am neither a cub nor a kitten. Call me queen lioness," I slightly pushed her, "don't think I did this on purpose. My legs were just not obeying my commands."
"If you say so," she beamed.
After walking for about thirty five minutes on the frozen streets, I reached infront of the address sent to me. I took out the inhaler from the packet and took a dose since this electric current my body is experiencing from inside is out of my control.
I ringed the bell which had a weird song set, something like - crazy for myself like everything will come true if I open that door~ Everywhere will be my home if you're there~
"Oh Dhriti! My lady, please come on in," the owner opened the door with pride and bowed as if I'm a prime minister.
Messy hairs, white t-shirt, half pants and bare footed - total boyfriend material.
"Please sit. You'll get tired by staring me," he smirked. "I will be back in a minute."
I nodded to avoid any more awkward situation. I sank down in the soft, white cushions which were most probably filled with feathers or cotton. It will be fun to play a pillow fight with it!
"Why did you call me?", I asked furiously to maintain my position of an 'egoistic'.
"Umm...to see you?", He tittered and sat on the couch. "By the way, can I use your phone to call god? I need to inform him that one of his angels is left on earth."
"I am not in a mood to--"
"Tell me when were you in a mood to have fun? Have you ever thought how boring you try to act sometimes, like an aunty?"
"Oh! By the way, have you found that guy?", I pouted back so that he could remember about the one we once talked about.
"Which guy?", he also pointed at the back to annoy me.
"The owner of gone?"
"Oh! That son of a bitch who is trying to steal me girl?"
"Haha...yes that loving guy," I teased him.
"What if I say yes? Will you leave me and run after him?"
"Lemme think," I turned around with fingers on my chin. "Maybe yes."
"Then I have not found him."
"Please....I want to meet him. Don't bully me like this," I rolled my lips.
"Stop acting cute! I won't allow you to date him!"
"I won't, I promise," my doe eyes pleaded.
"Let's not play anymore. I haven't found him yet," he sighed.
"Useless punk!", I mumbled while appreciating my face on the coffee table.
"What did you say?", he glared me with sly smile.
"Nothing. Find him soon."
"I will," he blinked and brought his pinky finger near me. "Let's interwine our pinkies and promise that we'll never leave each other no matter how hot the people around look."
I chuckled and brought my little pinky near his, "we will never get separated and love each other till death parts us away."
"If a fat, old man drops you in a sock this winter then don't worry, I have asked you for this Christmas!"
I sighed, "ok, take out your books and--"
"We have the whole day. Chill!", he took the remote from the table and layed on the sofa.
"What are you doing?", I asked when he threw a cushion to me.
"Wanna watch some movies?"
"What should we watch then?", I glared him.
"Maybe something romantic....", he sneered.
"Horror!", I suggested.
"No, your choice is bad," he stood up and pouted.
"That's why I chose to spend the weekend with you," I winked.
"Smart!", he said. "But I don't want to see a horror."
"Horror or comedy!"
"Romantic!"
"Horror!"
"Romantic!"
"Horror!"
"Horror!"
"Romantic!", I said and he grinned.
"Look, how I made you made you choose that," he laughed.
"Not funny!", I rolled my eyes. "Seems like you are afraid of ghosts, aren't you?"
"Hell no!!"
"Hell yes!!", I mocked.
"Why will I get scared if I have you by my side?", he smirked.
"Don't expect that I am going to hold you when you get scared."
"What made you think so?", he laughed harder to tease me. "Idiot! Why will I get scared by a fictional ghost when I have the scariest devil sitting next to me?"
"You will never lose the chance to tease me!"
"So that I can never lose you," he smiled and pressed a key in remote. "Let's start."