Bad X Bad: My Dear Hana - Chapter 39

“You can’t come here.” The Receptionist runs and bumps into his back. She looks apologetically at Jung Kwang-soo and Ahn Hana. “I am sorry. I tried to stop him, but he…”

“It’s okay.” Jung Kwang-soo smiles at her. “You can go. I will talk to him.”

Do Sejin comes into the room and closes the door behind him. Ahn Hana raises her brows, waiting for what he got to say. He ignores her and walks to Jung Kwang-soo. He bends his waist to give him a deep bow. “Senior Playboy, I have heard so much about you. I want to learn from your legendary ways.”

Jung Kwang-soo has expected him to say about the dismissal. But, he has never imagined that he would say this. “Senior playboy?”

“Lawyer Ahn told me that you are a playboy. She still reminisces about her first time with you fondly. I want to learn those techniques. Kindly let me stay beside you.” Do Sejin is facing the floor. They can’t see the smile on his face. “I want to become like you and make all the women happy in the world.”

He knows that this is ridiculous, but it is worth it. According to Ahn Hana, Jung Kwang-soo is a playboy. If he appeals to this playboy like another playboy, he might get a chance. As strange as it is, he just wants an excuse to stick by Ahn Hana. Jung Kwang-soo is almost with her all the time. So, he is his best chance.

“Hana, what is he talking about?” Jung Kwang-soo asks her with confusion. “You and I slept together? When?”

She is baffled by the whole exchange. How dare this guy talk about that in front of Jung Kwang-soo again? Jung Kwang-soo and she has a silent agreement that they will never talk about it. It was a drunk mistake that they did around 10 years ago. That day, she was an emotional mess.

Ahn Hana is frustrated. This kid wants to embarrass her, isn’t? She is not letting this use it against her. She turns to her friend. “Kwang-soo, have you forgotten about it already? He is talking about the day we qualified the bar exam.”

“Oh, when we got so drunk during the celebration… we went to the hotel together… ” He looks up at the ceiling, scratching his chin. “However, I think that you misunderstood. You and I didn’t sleep together.”

Ahn Hana frowns. Is he pretending or being serious? She clearly remembers that night. “What are you saying?”

“Actually, Just after we reached the room, I got the call from the reception that someone was there to meet me.” Jung Kwang-soo narrows his eyes. “When I reached the reception, she told me that the person left already. When I returned, you already locked the room from inside. I knocked for a few times, you didn’t open it. So, I thought that you changed your mind. I went back home.”

Ahn Hana becomes silent. That’s not how things went in her memories. Did someone else come inside after he left? She leans her forehead and rests it on the table.

Sick.

“Hana, are you alright?” Do Sejin rushes to her side and supports her shoulders. “Are you feeling sick? Does it hurt anywhere?”

She doesn’t say a word. Jung Kwang-soo glances at her, shocked. “Hana, who was it?”

She curls her fingers. Her nails dig into her palms. “Him.”

***

Ahn Hana feels sick and dizzy. Jung Kwang-soo is gone. She rolls down on her stomach and reaches for the water bottle. It slips from her hand. She crawls toward the edge of the bed. She reaches for the water bottle on the floor.

Sound of heavy steps. Jung Kwang-soo is back. Someone locks the door. The lights are dimmed. She can’t see anything clearly. Her drunkness is not helping it either. He picks up the water bottle. He helps her sit up. He brings the water bottle to her mouth. She shows her weak side only to this person.

It feels heavy to move for some reason. It’s been two months since she was discharged from the hospital. The accident left her with some deep damage in her mind and body. She can never have children. Her parents are gone. She couldn’t open her eyes or move. She could hear everything, but she couldn’t say anything back. Her parents were cremated when she was lying on the bed like that.

She wasn’t the same person after she woke up.

He has been there when she was lying on the bed. Unlike other people, he didn’t pity her or cry for her. He didn’t ask her to wake up as soon as possible. He read her a book. He talked about the weather or the unimportant things of daily life. He told her about the color of the curtains. He told her that it was raining. He would bring her different flowers every day.

His voice was hypnotic and calming. It told her that it was alright. She had to wake up. Before that, she had to continue to live. She couldn’t give into death. She had to defeat death and come back. Even if her parents were dead, he was there for her. Waiting. She wasn’t alone. Not at all.

After she woke up, she found that Jung Kwang-soo was the same person. She doubted whether it was really him. He would read the same book, but his tone was different. She didn’t know what to say. She kept quiet. He probably didn’t want her to know about his hidden side. There were people like that.

He lays her down on the bed. He ċȧrėsses her cheeks and gives her a soft kiss on the lips. Tears run out of her eyes. She hasn’t cried since she woke up. Today is the most important day of her life. She passed the bar exam. Her parents would have been proud of her. They wanted her to become a prosecutor. She is not going to become that. She has changed her dream. She doesn’t know what they would have said. He hears his deep hypnotic voice again. “It has been hard, isn’t it?”

It’s been hard. She can’t stop her tears for some reason. Today, she celebrated her success with Jung Kwang-soo alone. She drank until she was numb. She laughed like crazy, but she wasn’t happy at all.

He strokes her hair. Just like he used to do it when she was in the coma. She purses her lips to not cry out. Her cheeks are damped. He kisses her softly on her face. She let him removes her clothes. Under the dim light and her intoxicated mind, she can bȧrėly see anything clearly. This is better like this. She covers her eyes with her palm to stop herself eyes from crying. She knows that she shouldn’t be crying like this now.

The rain of tender kisses falls on her body. He ċȧrėsses everywhere with his hands. She touches his back with her trembling hand. She runs up her hands through his neck and hair. When she reaches his face, he grabs her wrists and pins them on the bed. “It’s okay. You can cry.”

“I don’t want to,” She tells him. However, her tears haven’t stopped for a second.

“You lie to the world and act strong.” He whispers into her ear. “I am the only one who can see how fragile you are. It is okay if I am the only one who sees it.”

When he places the tip of his manhood over her entrance, she cannot hold back her self anymore. She bursts into sobs. It’s not pretty. She never cried after she woke up. She sobs loudly. He grabs her hands and stops her from covering her face.

“Don’t hide it from me. It’s okay, my dear. Don’t be scared. Show me your pain. I am the only one who can see your precious tears.”

He penetrates her without any mercy. Her lower part feels like it is being split apart. He doesn’t stop grinding away the thin membrane of obstruction in his path. Ahn Han cries. Not because of the pain that she felt in her body. She weeps for her parents who were murdered at their homes. She wasn’t there to save them.

It hurts each time he thrusts himself into her. He entwines his fingers with hers. He keeps telling her that it won’t hurt. He is taking away her pain. He whispers to her that it will be alright. He tells her not to be scared.

“My dear, it’s alright. Cry. Let it all out. Give me your pain.” He leans down and kisses her between her brows. “You are never alone. I will be by your side until your last breath. Tomorrow is the first day of your new life.”