Rainy Moments
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She wasn't trying to make him jealous, that he knew.

She was only trying to be strong and leave four years of caring for him behind.

She was trying so blindly to be strong that she wasn't aware she was been strong… against the wrong person. He tried to ignore her, as they walked up hill, talking about how much she wanted to help the punk work at the restaurant, talking nonsense of how she would leave her studies and join the punk and her father working full time at the restaurant. "I'm moving out of your house" the words continued to drive spikes through his head and it made it hurt with anger.

He couldn't take it anymore so he just turned to her, look staring into her eyes: "Do you like him, Bong Jung Go?"

"Sure, yes. He'd liked me for four years." It took her a second to answer, and he could see the pain riding through her features, he wasn't blind; he was just angry. He swore he could see red for a second.

"So someone says he likes you and you like him right back?" It was such a stupid thing to say, leave it to Ha Ni to say something so full of stupidity. This woman was such a pain in the neck! Why was he even bothering?

"Why? Can't I? I'm tired of this one side love. I want someone who likes me, so I like Jung Go." The thought flared red flags all over, his sight focused solely on her, and for a second he thought of stopping all this nonsense with some cruelty, that usually got her going; or it opened a door for him to escape. But only the truth could slip past his lips, and he put emphasis in the words he said next because they were the truth and she needed to comprehend what they were talking about here (even when he was slightly loss himself).

"It's me. You like me." He stared at her with anger and something else he couldn't quite place, not jealously because this wasn't jealousy. What was it? "Besides me you mustn't like anyone else."

"What do you mean? Why so confident?" Why so…? Stupid woman!

"Isn't it so?"

"Yes! I like you! But what good is it? You never take me seriously, someone like me…" He wasn't sure how or why he let go of the umbrella, he could have done this without using his hands. He wasn't sure why but the rain felt refreshing against his skin, even more so sweet against hers. He tasted rain, tears and so many other things HaNi could only offer. Her lips were unwilling at first but they gave up everything as he pressed further, his thumb caressing her cheek and… This was his: Ha Ni was his, these lips were his, this moment and this rain were his. No one would take this away from him and she would understand it with this kiss came hell or high water. She wasn't moving her hands, she wasn't moving at all just concentrated in this kiss as much as he was and in this matter, when their lips were pressed to each other, they were similar.

And that was saying something.

Wet and cold he parted; wet because of the rain, cold because her lips held all warmth, he regretted pulling away, but he had to speak his mind.

"Besides me, you mustn't like anyone else." She wasn't looking at him, but her nod made clear she understood.

"Yes." Still not looking up, she continued. "It's the second time."

"What is?"

"Kiss."

"It's the third time, but forget it, you don't have to count any more."

Now to figure out how to not let you move.