32 Dates – Date 10

WARNING: Some parts of the story contains explicit contents. Please make sure that you are 19 and above before proceeding.


Date 10:

Jea sat in her seat, anxiously sipping her coffee. Joong Hoon had called her out to talk about their brief phone conversation from yesterday. Spotting him walking through the door, she took a deep breath and hesitantly waved at him.

With a stern face, he briskly walked towards the seat across from her.

“Oppa, how are you today-“

He struck her across her face and she fell into her chair. Many people in the cafe looked to see where that sound had come from.

“Cut the crap, get to the point already.” His voice was cold and demanding. Seeing Jea’s troubled expression, he decided to talk. “Fine, if you won’t do it, I’ll start.”

“You know, all this time I thought it was I who had done something wrong. We were drifting apart and I didn’t know why. You didn’t let me kiss you, not even touch you. Do you know how muh time I wasted worrying about what I did wrong?” He snorted with disgust. “But now that you want to break up, fine. Just let me warn you beforehand, things are about to get ugly.”

She averted her gaze from him and slowly pressed her hand on her burning left cheek.

“Look at me,” He demanded. She slowly lifted her head to face him. “Do you really want to break up with me? After all we’ve been through, you-“

“Did you find someone already?” She murmured, staring at the faint lipstick print on the collar of his shirt. She didn’t care who it was. She thought it was interesting how fast it took him to find someone.

“…I sure did,” he stated firmly. “And she is way prettier than you. Also better than you in bed. And unlike you, she loves me. Unlike you, she won’t break my heart.”

“I loved you… but I didn’t deserve someone like you… I know hurt you too much already,” Jea stammered, trying to fight back the tears in her eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“What for?” He shrugged. “I should have known that you were no good in bed, and only had a pretty face.”

“…Was my only purpose to sleep with you,” her voice quivered. “For that reason only?”

His eyes widened at what she had said. “What? No,” he stammered. “You think I care about that?”

“Don’t lie!” She was angry now.

“All this time I had thought I did something wrong. But what you wanted from me, that’s worse!” Anger rushed through her veins as she raised her hand to hit his face. She couldn’t bring herself to do it, and dropped her arm to her side.

“I don’t want to see you again.” She sat down and turned her head away from him.

He stood up and looked at her. Then without another word, he left.

Her eyes drifted to the masses of gray clouds clumping in the sky. It looked like it was going to rain.

“Come to the dark room next to the photography class at 8:00,” Joon read his text carefully. “I’ll be waiting for you in there.”

Slowly he poked his head into the room, completely empty without a single person in sight. The walls were covered with photos taken by students.

‘That’s Jea’s, isn’t it?’ He smiled when he saw a black and white photo of two people kissing in the rain at night, below a snow-white umbrella.

Eager to see her, Joon quickly scanned the room for a door that lead to the darkroom. Stepping into the pitch dark place, he wandered around clumsily until he felt someone hug him from behind.

Smiling, he turned around to hold her in his arms. Her hands ran across his cheeks as she brought his face down to meet hers. It didn’t take long before her lips had met his.

‘Strange… Maybe she was wearing heels,’ he shrugged while enjoying her sweet kiss, letting his hands wrap around her waist, pulling her closer.

As he continued to kiss her, Joon heard a familiar gasp. Quickly he pulled away and turned his head to the source of the sound.

“Jea…” He could barely say her name as she stood before him, attempting to stifle her sobs. He looked down at the girl who had tricked him.

In Young had a deivilish grin on her face. He stared back at her in disgust and pushed her away, running up to Jea. “I can explain!”

“There’s… no need to,” her voice trailed as her sobs became louder. She looked up and he noticed a red handprint on the left side of her face. Unable to contain her tears any longer, she dashed out of the room. He followed after her, tripping on the legs of the desks in the room. Finally making his way out the door, he dashed down the hallway and exited the building, into the pouring rain.


She was nowhere in sight. ‘Damn that girl can run,’ he groaned in frustration and ran off, continuing to call for her.

Jea stood on the bridge above the highway, letting the rain soak her clothes.

‘Why of all things… Why this,’ tears continued to fall down her face, blending into the cold, hard rain.

Images of Joon ran through her mind. His smile, his hands, his eyes. The times he held her hand in his, the times when he told her how much he loved her. How he would hold her in his arms, how her heart pounded whenever he kissed her.

But that was all a lie. He didn’t love her at all. She knew. She knew from the start that In Young had wanted her to break up with Joong Hoon, and made Joon do all those things to make her fall out of love with Joong Hoon and fall in love with him. And then he would leave her when they were done.

She knew that even if he was just pretending, she wouldn’t mind. Just being with him was enough. Even if he didn’t love her. She loved him.

But she fell for him too hard and too fast, and now she can’t get out. She knew this wasn’t going to be easy, but she never imagined that it would be this hard.

‘How could I love you?’ She buried her face in her wet palms. Suddenly she felt a pair of arms wrap around her from behind.

“I’m sorry,” Joon whispered into her ear. His lips hovered over her left cheek, where Joong Hoon had slapped her, and kissed it gently. Jea cringed at the coolness of his lips on her burning skin.

“Does it still hurt?” He asked gently while pressed his cheek against hers. Quiet sobs escaped from her lips.

“…What’s wrong?”

She turned around and buried herself in his chest, bawling like a baby. He ran his fingers through her silky, wet hair and pulled her close. The more he tried to comfort her, the more uncontrollable her sobs became. She could hear him mutter under his breath that he was going to kill Joong Hoon, but that only made her cry harder.

‘Don’t you know that this is all your fault?’ Her heart hurt so much, as if something was eating it from the inside out. Not knowing what to do, Joon stopped talking and quietly held her in his arms, closing his eyes. The crying subsided eventually.



“Tell me that… you love me.” She lifted her head away from his chest and looked at him with her puffy, red eyes. After moments of silence he suddenly tore away from her and ran down the bridge.

She watched in disbelief as he disappeared from her blurred vision. ‘So… he is that kind of guy.’


“Yah, Jea, aren’t you cold?”

“Shut up, I’m trying to do homework!” She hissed at him, “Now look at what you made me do! The camera  angle’s wrong.”

“Fine, I’m sorry! But just hurry it up, will you?” Joon rubbed his arm with his hand in an attempt to warm himself. “My arm’s getting sore from holding this umbrella for you! And I’m freaking cold from standing outside in the rain while you’re dry.”

“Yeah yeah,” Jea waved him off nonchalantly and focused her lens on the two people kissing each other under a street light, a snow-white umbrella shielding their heads from the pouring rain.

After taking multiple shots, Jea was finally satisfied. With a happy smile she turned to face him. “All done.” She hugged his cold shivering body. “Thank you.”

“No problem… I guess.” Joon shrugged, although he was secretly jumping with joy at her cuteness. “But isn’t this disturbing other people’s privacy?”

“Not really… Our teacher said it was okay,” she beamed at him. “Plus, we’re supposed to take a picture of what we want to do, and I’m just being honest.”

-end flashback-

Joon weaved in and out of the streets, looking for someone with an umbrella. Seeing a little girl holding a pink umbrella, he quickly ran over and charmed the little girl into giving the umbrella to him.

“Thank you,” he smiled and made the little girl squeal. Sprinting back up the bridge with the umbrella in his hand, he prayed that she didn’t do something stupid.

He couldn’t afford to lose someone important again.

“Jea!” He spotted her standing in the middle of the bridge and ran over.

“What do you want,” she muttered between hiccups.

“Tell you that I love you,” grinning, Joon cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled into the streets, against the roar of the pouring rain.

“This girl wants me to tell her that I love her, but it’s so much more than that… I don’t think love is enough to describe my feeling for her.” He turned to smile at her. “So if it’s just love, then no, I don’t love you at all. I love you more than love, and even more than that.”

“It may not be snow-white, but it’s still an umbrella,” he took her hands in his and kissed them gingerly. He took the umbrella and put it above their heads. “I can’t live without you. Please don’t leave me and let me protect you… I don’t want to see you cry anymore.”

His hand free hand rose to caress her reddened cheek, brushing away her tears with his thumb. “Will you let me love you?”

She was speechless as he bent down to kiss her. Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer. She could feel the warmth of his body as she leaned into him, his cold, soft lips rubbing against her own. Finally, he pulled away.

“You haven’t answered my question yet.”

“I l-love you…” She told him in her smallest voice as he continued to melt her with his dark chocolate eyes. He smiled and held her close, shielding her from the cold.

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