<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080</id><updated>2012-01-02T22:56:37.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rozy : I Am</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-944729238834412729</id><published>2012-01-02T22:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:56:37.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!!!!!!!!! WISH U GUYS A GREAT YEAR AHEAD AND MANY MANY HAPPY RETURNS :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-944729238834412729?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/944729238834412729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/944729238834412729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/944729238834412729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-7544451842719441168</id><published>2011-12-27T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T01:22:14.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 2011</title><content type='html'>A few more day until we close 2011.......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing the best for 2012.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a short entry from me....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annyeong.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll start blogging again when I feel like blogging again.............hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-7544451842719441168?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/7544451842719441168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/12/end-of-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7544451842719441168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7544451842719441168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/12/end-of-2011.html' title='End of 2011'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-4458959997318678244</id><published>2011-09-07T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T06:32:39.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing is Caring</title><content type='html'>I just got back from my nutrition club. I have the urge to share this 1 story. I knew this 1 girl named Kanaga before. She's already taking this nutrition for 5 months. She got ketumbuhan pd ovari since 2006 (i dunno wat izit called.-_-) since 2006??. Yeah its already 5 years? Doctors said she cannot get pregnant. Sgt kesian. But today she came and told all of us a good news. No more ketumbuhan after medical check up yesterday. AMAZINGGGGG!!! She's so happy sampai dia tahan nak nanges. Meaning she can pregnant lar!! Saw her very happy I feel so touched. Even ade macik dgr crita dia mengalirkan air mata. Ironically, her husband prevent her from taking this nutrition before but she feels good so she ignored her husband and just continue. And he's husband now also speechless. But still her husband don't want to believe its the good result from taking the good food (nutrition). Lelaki dgn egonye.hehe She said rezeki from Tuhan. Yeah we have different religion but we know the good thing is always from God.:) I came back home with speechless mode.&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-4458959997318678244?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/4458959997318678244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/09/sharing-is-caring.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/4458959997318678244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/4458959997318678244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/09/sharing-is-caring.html' title='Sharing is Caring'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-7540400018691267316</id><published>2011-09-04T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:18:58.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutrition 1 2 3</title><content type='html'>Hi semua,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah lame rasenye tak tulis blog ni..So tetiba rase nak tulis sempena bulan raya ni *tetibe*..Tapi tak nak cerita psl raya, tp nak cerita pasal nutrisi 1 2 3..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alkisahnye bermula pabila aku ditahan oleh sorang lenglui and lenchai ni mase aku tgh berlengang kangkung blk dr keje. Tempat kejadian stesen lrt Masjid Jamek. Aku dlm hati, "Adess nak jual brg la ni. Tak pon nak jual insurans." Then minah ni pot pet pot pet cerita psl nutrisi. Kwn dia pon nyampuk sket2. Then dorg ajak aku pg nutrition club dorg dkt area ctu gak la.. Since aku ni jenis suka dengar salesman n salesgirl membebel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(tp akhirnya aku mmg slalu x beli pon)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, plus aku takde ape nak dikejarkan kalo smp rumah awal pon, so aku ikut je la. Nak tau gak ape dorg buat. Kalau korg nak tau tak kurang 50 orang jual insurans yang aku layan. Dgr je la dorg pot pet pot pet tp 1 insurans pon aku tak hamek.hahaha. It doesn't hurt to listen to what others say!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then sampai kelab nutrisi ni dorang pon cerita dgn lebih lanjut ape nutrisi ni. Aku pon dengar je la. Pastu dengar macam2 testimonial orang dalam kelab tu. Tak la besar sgt kelab nye, kecik je tp dorang sgt friendly. Aku nak cerita balik ape dorg ckp pon tak bole. Banyak sangat. Aku pon da lupa banyak.hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last skali dorang tanya, nak cuba tak nutrisi ni?. Hmm..setelah berfikir tak berapa nak panjang aku pon try je la. Since dia sejenis makanan/minuman so aku tak rugi pape kot kalo try. 1 meal tu berharga rm15.50, ade 3 gelas. Tula namenye nutrisi 1, 2, 3. Aku pon minum la segala jadah yang dorang serve tu. Mau x kenyang kena 4 glass air plus air kosong. Tp yg no. 3 tu aku suka je sbb shake chocolate.hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then esoknye aku mcm dah rasa laen. Bkn laen ape, aku rasa lbh energy. Maklumla, selalunye naek lrt dr Sentul ke Kelana Jaya &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ye ye aku tau jauh. 1000 org dah kate jauh &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kompom aku tido dlm lrt. Tp ni aku tak tido pon. Mate siap terbeliak lg tgok org. Perghh, rase hebat kejap.hahaha. Tapi aku tak terpikir pon sbb nutrisi yg aku minum semalam. Then bila balik keje tu rase hati nak singgah je pegi kelab tu, bkn sbb aku suka nutrisi tu ke hape tp aku suka suasana kelab tu.XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila hari ke-2 makin byk cerita aku dgr. Aku berkenalan la dgn sorg ni, nama dia Erin. Saje nak dgr cerita dia. Dia ckp sebelum ni dia ade sakit belakang &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(dlm hati aku pon sama..psstt, org keje opis mmg slalu sakit blakang kalo dok atas krusi je)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Pastu dia ckp tiap2 bulan dia senggugut &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;(dlm hati, aku pon sama..tahap kronik dah kot smp tergolek2 kat tepi jln)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Then dia ckp dah 4 minggu dia makan, semua masalah kesihatan pon dah takde, plus dia lost 5 kg gitu. Tetiba aku excited la. Maklumla kalau nama perempuan, kompom nak jaga badan kan. Aku tny dia ape tips. Dia cakap ikut je cakap coach. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(jwpn tak memberangsangkan sungguh..haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi skang aku end up makan nutrisi ni dah masuk 2 bulan kot. Spt erin gak sakit belakang aku dah takde, senggugut pon dah takde. Then sbb mak aku ade macam2 penyakit, aku pon suruh mak aku try. Mane tau dgn izin Allah, penyakit dia berkurang. Dia pon kate sakit lutut dah kurang. Alhamdulillah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh chop!! Bukannye aku nak kate nutrisi 1 2 3 ni mengubati segala jenis penyakit, jangan salah paham ye. Tp spt yg kite tau, kebanyakan penyakit berpunca dpd ape yang kita makan seharian. Betol tak? Tapi since kita bagi badan kita nutrisi secukupnya, (rendah lemak, cukup protein bagai) of kos badan kita bertindak dgn baik. And since aku pg hari2 kelab tu kesedaran terhadap kesihatan juga bertambah. Macam2 info dorg share yg sebelum ni aku tak pernah terpikir pon. Maklum la umur pon makin meningkat kan, kena la jaga sebelom terlambat. Bak kate sorg makcik yang aku kenal ni, dia slalu ckp kat kitorg "Health is wealth." Saya setuju makcik!!haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So skang ni kelab nutrisi tu dah jadi tempat lepak aku setiap kali balik keje.. Pegi ngeteh jap then balik umah. Tempat release tension pon jadi. Sabtu ahad aku x pegi la sbb malas.haha. Lg pon ahad tutup.haha. Sape nak ikot saya pegi next time, jom laa..kekeke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-7540400018691267316?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/7540400018691267316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/09/nutrition-1-2-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7540400018691267316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7540400018691267316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/09/nutrition-1-2-3.html' title='Nutrition 1 2 3'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-5415029396697288772</id><published>2011-08-07T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T20:40:18.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Let Go! by Jay Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am so into this song right now. How sweet this song as a confession.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qGicrJUKAxY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-5415029396697288772?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/5415029396697288772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-let-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/5415029396697288772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/5415029396697288772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-let-go.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Go! by Jay Park'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qGicrJUKAxY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-7396772074017997606</id><published>2011-08-07T17:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:53:50.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a warm greet~^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;HELLO~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-7396772074017997606?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/7396772074017997606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-warm-greet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7396772074017997606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7396772074017997606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-warm-greet.html' title='Just a warm greet~^^'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-553086609682905020</id><published>2011-05-23T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:22:19.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full of Kpop Events</title><content type='html'>Hey, its been a long time since the last update. I was so busy with work and life.XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all the KPOP acts coming to town, I was busier than before.kkk. This 1st half year also full of concerts, showcases, fan meeting, autograph session and other events. For a music lover and kpop fan like me, all these events is like 'there's always rainbow after the rain '.lol --&amp;gt;i don't think the quote match but I know u get me, right?hahaha. I meant its really working when u want to release your stress. By screaming your lungs out at the concert!!!!!XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the summary of the half 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13 Jan - KPOP Party (BEAST, 4MINUTE, G.NA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 Feb - MAHER ZAIN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 Mac - Super Show 3 (SUPER JUNIOR)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 Apr - RAIN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 Apr - BRUNO MARS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21 Apr - JUSTIN BIEBER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29 Apr - MAROON 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 Apr - SE7EN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 May - 2AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 May - SUJU M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And more coming to town. JangGeunSeuk, U-KISS, BEAST(again),BIG BANG, SHINEE,2PM..Some of the events not confirm yet but still...#$%^&amp;amp;*()_(*&amp;amp;^%$#@..I should plant 'money tree' after this!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be surprised..I did not attend all the events since its too many acts + damn pricey..Some of them I paid my own money to go there, and some of them I was involved as a staff/media. Thats pretty much an experience u know. Since I'm working in the office, meeting new people while handling the event is a fresh experience for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many people said, you're so lucky to be a staff for this kind of events. Not really. Of course there's a pro and contra. The pro is 'Yes, u have upclose with the artist u like, talked to them and blablabla' but then the contra is 'You cannot act like a fan.Behave!Behave!Behave!'. So, my suggestion is, if you really wanna involves in this kind of event, please make sure you're not a die hard fan of the artist. (Happened to me when I was a staff for Jay's showcase.Its hard to be a staff+fangirl at the same time. I was afraid he was uncomfortable if I act like a fan, but I am a fan plus I need to show my professionalism lol and I end up being stupid in front of him.@#$%^*&amp;amp;^%$#). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh its time to continue working! Forgive my randomness!hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-553086609682905020?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/553086609682905020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/05/full-of-kpop-events.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/553086609682905020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/553086609682905020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/05/full-of-kpop-events.html' title='Full of Kpop Events'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-7304427747595326558</id><published>2011-04-17T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:36:56.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 21 : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hyuna’s Plan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna walked out of the elevator and headed toward the President’s office. Her footsteps dragging on the carpet floor of the Cube Building, a feeling of dread that is too familiar came up in her stomach and she tried her best to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mind traveled back to what happened earlier in Beast’s dorm, how Kikwang had asked Junhyung to withdraw for Beast-- all because of her. It was something that she couldn’t let happen, especially when the whole situation ultimately was her fault. No matter how she rolled the dice it all came back to her. If she had been honest with everyone, honest with herself in the first place, none of this would have happened and none of them would have been put in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finally reached the door of the office and reached for the doorknob. She was dreading what she was about to do. Her members were really going to be angry at her and she doesn’t blame them. She turned the doorknob and was surprised to find it locked. She peeked inside the window and found the office to be dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna? What are you doing?” she turned around to find the manager looking at her strangely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh I was looking for the President. I need to talk to him about something important.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The President is on vacation. He won’t be back until the day after tomorrow. Sorry Hyuna. Was it important? Maybe I can help.” Hyuna shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. it’s fine. I’ll just wait until he gets back. Thanks.” she started to head back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you alright Hyuna? Are you sure I can’t help you?” the manager asked, concerned about Hyuna. Hyuna shook her head and then walked away. &lt;i&gt;I’m going to leave Cube and no one can know about it yet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayoon threw her phone on her bed in anger. She had plans to meet up with Yoseob for dinner tonight but he seemed to drop off the face of the earth. She must have called him a hundred times but all those calls just went straight to voicemail. &lt;i&gt;Seriously, where the hell was he?&lt;/i&gt; She was not a patient person and when she finds out where Yoseob is, she is going to throw him to the wall. Well not really since Yoseob always had a way to calm her anger down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly her phone rang and she jumped to answer it, thinking it was Yoseob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“HELLO??!!” her face went from anticipation to disappointment when she realized that it wasn’t Yoseob calling her, instead it was Hyungseung. “Oh hi.” She hoped he wouldn’t notice the disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dinner? Um. Sure. Ok see you then.” she hung up the phone and sighed sadly. It seemed like Yoseob wouldn’t be accompanying her to dinner and Hyungseung did ask her to dinner. She &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; been spending too much time with Yoseob lately and completely ignoring Hyungseung. Not that she owed him anything. They weren’t even dating, for god’s sake. And lately the more she thought about it, she saw herself with Yoseob more. She didn’t know when all these feelings for the blond boy came from or how it was so possible for her to feel so much for the boy in such a short amount of time. Maybe the feelings have always been there, buried deep within her and spending time with Yoseob sparked those feelings to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All she knew for sure was that she didn’t want to be in a love triangle. She did NOT want what Hyuna, Kikwang and Junhyung have. It was too much trouble for her and she was a simple girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sighed to herself and checked her phone once more and finally giving in to her desire to call Yoseob one more time in a futile attempt before heading to the bathroom to get ready for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob checked his phone again and sighed. It was literally killing him to ignore Gayoon’s calls. He checked the clock one more time. Six o’ clock. The time he was supposed to meet her for dinner. He felt like a jerk, just ditching her like this but he knew it was necessary. Beast is already in a huge mess with Junhyung and Kikwang and he didn’t need to be adding to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doojoon was taking this really hard, trying to think of any way to fix it. But that was Doojoon, always blaming himself for things that are out of his control. Hopefully Jihyun would be able to help him. She always knew how to make him feel better and Yoseob was thankful for that and for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His phone rang again and Gayoon’s name flashed across the screen. He groaned loudly and finally decided to turn the phone off. He headed into the living room, which was now deserted after what had taken place earlier. Kikwang and Junhyung had disappeared off the face of the earth after their confrontation, Doojoon was with Jihyun and Dongwoon went to visit Sohyun. So all that was left in the dorm was him and……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey.” he jumped slightly at the voice and patted his chest to calm himself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey hyung. Where are you going?” Hyungseung was putting on his jacket and Yoseob wondered where he was headed out to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m having dinner with Gayoon. I just really need to get out of here after what happened…. you know.” Yoseob nodded awkwardly. &lt;i&gt;So Gayoon was having dinner with Hyungseung tonight. &lt;/i&gt;He didn’t know how he felt about that but he forced himself to be ok with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have fun.” he said softly and went back inside the bedroom. He laid down on his bed and cuddled his teddy bear. Everything was such a mess right now and he only hoped things would get better, for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doojoon closed his eyes in comfort in the arms of his beautiful girlfriend. Seriously, this was the only place where he felt calm--where he could pretend everything was alright, even just for a moment. Jihyun stroked his hair softly, each stroke filled with love and concern for the stressed out leader. Doojoon had told her everything and her heart broke for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It will be alright.” she whispered and Doojoon clenched his hold on her tighter, as if his life depended on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know what we’re going to do. I mean Junhyung withdrawing? It’s unthinkable.” Doojoon said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe Kikwang will change his mind. Maybe he said it out of anger and wasn’t thinking straight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You didn’t see the anger in Kikwang’s eyes. I’ve known him since JYP and I’ve never seen him this angry. I don’t think he’ll change his mind anytime soon. He made it clear that he didn’t want to be in the same group as Junhyung and gave Junhyung until the end of the week to withdraw.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s still a few days away. You never know what’s going to happen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junhyung is going to withdraw Jihyun. He’s that type of person. He’s beating himself over what happened and he’s going to do whatever it takes to make it better. Even if it means leaving Beast. Damn it! How the hell did everything get here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a really screwed up situation but please Doojoon, don’t hate Hyuna.” Jihyun pleaded. She would hate for Hyuna to be misunderstood in the whole situation. After all, everyone involved was trying to do what they thought was right at the time, not seeing the tangled mess they were making. But still Hyuna was still her member, her little sister and it was only her natural instinct as the leader and an unnie to protect Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not mad at Hyuna. I don’t think anyone is. Not me, not any of the members, not Junhyung and not even Kikwang. They both love her too much to be angry with her. But you know who’s going to be mad at her?” Jihyun shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Herself.” Doojoon answered. “When she finds out about everything, she’s the one that is going to be the hardest on herself. And Jihyun, you should help her out.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jihyun nodded. “I understand.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry I’m releasing all my baggage to you. I’m probably adding to your stress aren’t I?” Jihyun shook her head fervously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa, I love you. Your problems are my problems too. I’m here to listen.” Doojoon kissed Jihyun’s hair, breathing deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna opened the door to her dorm and found Doojoon and Jihyun in an embrace on the couch. She didn’t want to disturb them and didn’t want them to see her. She knew that Jihyun would be able to tell in an instant that something was wrong with Hyuna and she wasn’t ready to tell Jihyun the truth. So she tried her best to sneak in to their bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey.” Jihyun called out and Hyuna cursed quietly at her failed attempt and turned around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey unnie. Hi oppa.” Doojoon smiled back at her then exchanged a few glances with Jihyun. Hyuna knew exactly what they were doing. They were trying to decide whether or not they should tell her about Junhyung leaving Beast. Finally she saw Doojoon take a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna, we need to tell you something.” Doojoon said and motioned for her to come closer and sit on the couch. She hesitantly walked over and sat down next to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um, Kikwang and Junhyung….they got in a fight today about…they were in a fight about your relationship.” Doojoon started. “it got pretty heated and um, I just thought you should know that Junhyung is withdrawing from Beast by the end of the week.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna sat there, not knowing how to respond. She already knew of this info but Doojoon and Jihyun didn’t know that. They also didn’t know about her plan to stop that from happening by her leaving 4minute and Cube and moving back to her hometown instead. Leaving all this behind…all of it. It was a coward thing to do but honestly, she didn’t know how else to solve this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She figured that she was the reason why everything is such a mess and if she wasn’t here, things would go back to normal. Her members would be hurt that she left but she knew they’ll be alright…eventually. Kikwang will eventually forgive Junhyung and they both can forget about her and take over the k-pop industry together as Beast. And her? Well, she left once before so she already knows how it felt and how to handle it. She can handle it. Junhyung can’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she realized that Doojoon and Jihyun were staring at her, waiting for her reaction. So she just stared at them, feigning shock and horror. “I’m sorry.” Doojoon said, rubbing her arms in comfort while Jihyun just watched her, with a strange and curious look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my god.” she replied. “I can’t believe it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna-ah, are you ok?” Jihyun asked, her eyebrows furrowed. Hyuna shook her head. “Why don’t you go get some rest? You look like you could use it.” Jihyun motioned for Hyuna to the bedroom. Hyuna stood up and went inside their bedroom, happy to be getting away from Jihyun’s prying gaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That was strange.” Doojoon said, confused about Hyuna’s reaction or more appropriately, her lack of reaction. He was expecting her to cry, whine and run out the dorm, trying to lock Junhyung and Kikwang in a room so they both can’t leave. But the strangely calm Hyuna was a bizarre and unexpected sight. Her attempt to look shocked was transparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s up to something.” Jihyun said, simply. “I know her and she’s planning something. There is no way she would have just taken that kind of news that lightly, especially since it involves Junhyung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You think so?” Jihyun nodded confidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m positive. I think she already found out about it. That means she probably already came up with a way to stop it too. The question is how is she planning on stopping it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t think she’s going to ask Kikwang to make Junhyung stay, do you?” Doojoon asked, panic rising in him a little. Hyuna with a plan usually means trouble, especially because she’s still young and very rash in her decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. I don’t know what she’s going to do.” Jihyun answered, clueless about how to get everyone out of this situation, Beast and 4minute intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayoon took another bite of her salad and almost gagged. She hated being on a diet but she was determined to lose weight by the time of their comeback. She has been having chicken for lunch/dinner everyday for over a month. She missed food. &lt;i&gt;Junk food&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you ok?” Hyungseung asked, looking up from his steak. Gayoon looked at his steak longingly, wanting to just lunge across the table and ravish the steak whole. She nodded sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hate salad.” she admitted and Hyungseung chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But it’s good for you. Didn’t you say you wanted to lose weight?” Hyungseung asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah but it’s so hard.” she complained, eyeing his steak once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well who said it was going to be easy. Just eat the salad. It’s not that bad.” Gayoon pouted, a little anger boiling inside of her. Yoseob would not have reacted like this. He would have comforted her, and maybe even cut of a piece of steak for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;”It’s just a piece of steak. A little piece. It’s not going to ruin your diet. Beside you’re already beautiful, I don’t even know why you’re on a diet anyway.” &lt;/i&gt;Gayoon imagined Yoseob saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you thinking about something?” Hyungseung asked, putting his phone down. Gayoon looked at his cellphone. He had been on it all night, texting someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. I’m not.” Gayoon answered. “So what is the rest of the guys doing tonight?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You didn’t hear?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hear what?” Gayoon asked, now full of curiosity since Hyungseung’s face suddenly went serious. “What’s wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junhyung and Kikwang had a fight today. Kikwang caught Junhyung kissing Hyuna and he asked Junhyung to withdraw from Beast.” Gayoon’s mouth gaped in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang wasn’t serious right? I mean, I’m sure that was just said in the spur of the moment.” Gayoon was now full of worried, suddenly not hungry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think so. I really think Junhyung is going to leave. Kikwang gave him until the end of the week to leave. And now we don’t know what to do and how to fix it. All we can do is hope Kikwang will change his mind.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow. That is just…wow.” Gayoon’s thoughts suddenly rushed to her, Yoseob and Hyungseung. She suddenly felt like they were in Junhyung/Hyuna/Kikwang position, just a few steps behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was willing to make the decision just fine. She knew who she liked and she knew perfectly well who she wanted to be with. And if she had any idea how Yoseob feel about her, she was willing to choose between Yoseob and Hyungseung just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is what she should do. Find out what are Yoseob’s feelings for her are. She knew she wasn’t imagining how he felt towards her, he had feelings for her. She was sure of it. At least, she hoped he did. She needed to talk to him. ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um, do you mind if we cut the dinner short? I have to go somewhere really important.” Gayoon said. Hyungseung thought that it was because Gayoon wanted to see Hyuna so he agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. I’ll get the check right now.” Hyungseung signaled the waiter over and paid the check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two headed out of the restaurant and headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks for the ride and thanks for the dinner.” Gayoon said as she got out of the van. Hyungseung just smiled and nodded. “No problem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll see you later. Um, are you going straight home?” Hyunseung shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I’m gonna stop by somewhere for a while.” Gayoon waved goodbye and headed back into her dorms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took out her phone and called Yoseob again. And once again, he didn’t pick up. She was getting impatient with him now. She needed to talk to him and get this matter out right now. She decided to just go to Beast’s dorm right there and then and talk it out with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hugged her jacket tighter to her body and headed to Beast’s dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mom. I love you. Thanks for understanding and supporting me all the time.” Hyuna cried into her phone. “Looks like I’ll be home for your birthday after all.” she hung up her phone and looked around the room. The room that she shared with 4minute, her best friends in the world. A tear slid down her face as she thought about leaving them. She didn’t even know how she was going to tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as President Lee comes back from his vacation, she’s officially going to leave Cube and go back to Busan. Of course, she was going to use her stomach problem as an excuse. That way she knew that no one will be asking her extensive questions on her sudden desire to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayoon knocked on the door several times and was met with no answer. Luckily, she knew Beast’s security code. She typed it in and opened the door quietly. She entered the dorm and saw that it was completely empty. It was chilly and cold and super quiet. The atmosphere felt like there was a cold war that just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked around and found no one. She was disappointed and turned back to leave when she suddenly heard noises coming from the bedroom. She walked closer and listened at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gosh, Yoseob. Just call her man!! Yes. Call her…NO! Urgh!!” she heard his voice. She knocked and opened the bedroom door and found Yoseob lying on his bed with the phone in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“GAYOON!!” Yoseob immediately got up and climbed down the bunkbed stair. “What are you doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayoon actually lost her voice for a while. She had heard him contemplation whether or not he should call her. “I called you a million times you know.” she said when she finally got her voice back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob looked down and nodded. “Yeah. I know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why didn’t you pick up? Were you really that annoyed by me?” Yoseob immediately shook his head fervously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NO! that’s not the reason.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then why didn’t you pick up my calls? And why did you ditch me tonight?” Gayoon wanted answers and she wanted them now. Yoseob avoided her eyes and sat down on one of the beds. Gayoon walked over and took a seat of the bed next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yoseob, just tell me the truth.” Yoseob finally met her eyes and smiled sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. I just had a lot to think about.”&lt;br /&gt;“About what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“About us. You, me, Hyungseung. The problem with Hyuna, Kikwang and Junhyung. What Kikwang said earlier. Just everything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did Kikwang say?” Yoseob’s mind flashed back to the encounter with Kikwang earlier and how Kikwang said that Yoseob was backstabbing Hyungseung. Just that look in Kikwang’s eyes shook him so hard and he knew he couldn’t bare to see the same look in Hyungseung’s eyes. That cold glare was chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He said…he said that I was backstabbing Hyungseung.” Yoseob finally said. Gayoon was taken aback. She knew that Yoseob was sensitive and he regarded his friendship as most important above everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But Kikwang’s wrong.” Gayoon replied. “You’re not backstabbing anyone. Look, I know there is a problem right now with Beast but Kikwang and Junhyung’s situation is completely different from ours. Hyuna and Kikwang are dating. I’m not dating Hyungseung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But still, he likes you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The question is do you?” Gayoon asked straight out, staring straight into Yoseob’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hyuna zipped the bag and pushed it underneath their bunk beds. She packed most of her stuff already and hid all the bags under the beds. That way the other won’t be too suspicious. With her items mostly packed, not to the point where things would be obvious, Hyuna walked outside the bedroom. She looked around to find her dorms empty, her alone in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She decided to take a walk and go to the park, one of her favorite places that she has to leave behind soon. She put on her jacket to shield herself from the cold and headed out the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was so beautiful. It was cold but there was hint of spring coming soon. She finally arrived at the park and headed straight for the swings. Ever since she came to Seoul when she was in JYP, this was her favorite place to come to. Whenever the stress of training or the stress of being an idol got to be too much, coming to the park and just swinging drove her troubles away. And she was hoping it would be the same tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as soon as she got there the sight of someone already sitting on the swing, just idly swinging made her froze in her steps. She immediately knew who it was and knew that her troubles weren’t going away tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was deciding whether to turn around and just leave when the person suddenly turned around and spotted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna.” he said quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang!” she breathed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of chapter 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal; "&gt;End of Chapter Twenty. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-7304427747595326558?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/7304427747595326558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-21.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7304427747595326558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7304427747595326558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-21.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 21'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-3111576364065189873</id><published>2011-04-04T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:46:07.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 20 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The six members of Beast sat down solemly on the floor, Kikwang sitting farthest away from Junhyung with Doojoon and Dongwoon in the middle, ready to intervene in case of any physical altercation. Yoseob was sitting, facing his back to the wall, still reeling from Kikwang’s comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had been talking to Gayoon more lately and had been spending more time with her. But he didn’t even realize how much until Kikwang had pointed it out. And now he felt so guilty because Kikwang was right. Hyungseung liked Gayoon and Yoseob knew that. He had been trying to ignore that whenever he was with Gayoon, relishing in the fact that Gayoon seemed to like him more or how she never seemed to mention Hyungseung or how she tried to change the subject whenever someone mentions Hyungseung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what Kikwang said was a wake up call to him. He looked at the rapper who was sitting, his face filled with unintelligible pain, and he looked at Kikwang who was still fuming in anger. He didn’t want to end up like them, he didn’t want to go through the pain that Junhyung had been going through and he definetly didn’t want Hyungseung to look at him the way Kikwang looked at Junhyung. He decided right then that he needed to stop seeing Gayoon, no matter how platonic it might be, he need to stop talking to her and spend some much time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So who wants to start?” Doojoon asked but no one looked up. “Fine, then as a leader, I will. We have a problem here guys.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Obviously.” Dongwoon said but quieted down when Doojoon glared at him, signaling that now was not the time to joke around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s simple Doojoon.” Kikwang spoke up. “Junhyung kissed my girlfriend. He screwed up. He’s a douche bag who is a backstabber. Simple as that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang!” Doojoon intercepted. “I know you’re angry but come on.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m a little more than angry. She is my girlfriend Hyung. He knew how I felt about her. I asked him for permission before I asked her out and he agreed. He was too big of a chicken to ask her out himself and when I’m dating her, he went after her. I’ve been keeping this in for too long now!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Calm down Kikwang.” Hyungseung stepped in. “ Actually it’s our fault. Me and Doojoon are the hyungs and we knew about this a long time ago. We should have done something and helped you guys solve this problem out earlier. Don’t be mad at him Kikwang. Be mad at me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop.” Junhyung finally spoke out. “It’s no one’s fault but my own. I was the one who screwed up here. I was the one who kissed Hyuna, I was the one who was still pining for her after I knew her and Kikwang was dating. Kikwang, you should punch me again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung stood up and opened his arms, waiting for Kikwang to punch him. Kikwang stood up also, clenched his fist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang!” Doojoon yelled out but Kikwang swung his arms anyway. Junhyung closed his eyes, getting ready for the impact that Kikwang’s fist was going to make with his face. But the punch never came. He slowly opened his eyes to find Kikwang’s arms by his side and him breathing harshly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re not worth it.” Kikwang said softly, heading for the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then what can I do to make it better?” Junhyung yelled out, stopping Kikwang. “Come on, just tell me what I can do to make things right? Do you want me to never talk to Hyuna again? What? There has to be something that I can do.” Junhyung begged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s nothing you can do to make things right. that’s the thing about screwing things up. You can’t ever fix it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on!” Junhyung begged. “I’ll do anything to make it better. There has to be something.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Kikwang stopped walking and turned around. “You want to make it better?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung nodded. He had been beating himself up about this. He wanted to make it all better. He loved Hyuna but he also loved Kikwang. This time he would really give up Hyuna, completely let her go just like how he intended to the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, you want to make it better. Then get out.” Kikwang stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung was surprised as were the rest of the members. “What?” Doojoon asked, wanting to make sure if he heard Kikwang right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You heard me. Get out. Get out of Beast. Withdraw. That’s the only thing you can do to make things better.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang,man you don’t mean that.” Hyungseung stated. Doojoon and the rest were too much in shock to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hell yeah. I meant that. You heard me Junhyung. You have until the end of the week to withdraw from Beast. I can’t be in the same group as a backstabbing coward like you. You got that?” Kikwang challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung slowly nodded, agreeing to Kikwang’s term. “I’m really sorry and I meant that. I get it, you can’t forgive me so if you want me to leave Beast, then I will. I’ll tell President Lee that I’ll be leaving.” Junhyung said, heading toward their room to pack. “But do me a favor, don’t tell Hyuna that you ask me to leave. Don’t tell her anything at all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung headed inside their room and shut the door. The rest of the members just stood there, wondering how they could make things better and trying to find any way to fix it. How are they going to survive without Junhyung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside their dorms stood Hyuna, who heard everything that went down with the six Beasts. She held the paper tightly in her hands, her hands that was now trembling from shock and pain. She had been there to show Junhyung her tattoo design but never had she ever expected to run into something this horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt horrible knowing that the guys were fighting over this matter, pushing the blame onto themselves. When the truth is that it was all her fault. She was the one who had been so confused about her feelings, who had been stringing both of these guys around just because she couldn’t make a decision. Actually she knew who her heart belongs to a long time ago but she didn’t do anything about it. And now the two guys she cared the most for in the world is hurting because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wiped her falling tears and headed back to her dorms. Junhyung was withdrawing from Beast? That was something Hyuna couldn’t let happen. Not especially since she knew how it felt leaving, how painful it was. She wouldn’t let that happen to Junhyung. She knew what she had to do. She was going to make things right, once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All she can hope is that her members can forgive her for what she was about to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;End of Chapter Twenty. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-3111576364065189873?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/3111576364065189873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/3111576364065189873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/3111576364065189873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-20.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 20'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-66526515551017425</id><published>2011-02-08T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T08:30:34.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 19 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayoon opened the door to the studio and looked around for a certain blonde boy. Her face lit up as she saw him hunched over the desk, practicing a new song. She walked over to him and lightly put her hands on his shoulder, careful of not to scare him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey.” the blonde boy looked up at the voice and a smile came over his face as he put down the song and turned his chair around.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey.” Gayoon sat down on the couch next to the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Practicing again?” Yoseob nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah we have a new song for our new album.” Gayoon read the lyrics over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow. Take Care of My Girlfriend. Nice title.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. It’s my favorite song. Junhyung actually wrote the whole song by himself.” Gayoon’s eyes widen.&lt;br /&gt;“Really? I thought he usually wrote the rap only. Wow. These lyrics are deep. He must have been going through something really bad.”&lt;br /&gt;“I think we all know where he got the inspiration from.” Gayoon nodded, agreeing with Yoseob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know, I tried to stay out of it. It’s something Kikwang, Hyuna and Junhyung should figure out for themselves. I don’t think the rest of the members have any idea what’s going on. So anyway I came to look for you for a reason.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really?” Yoseob’s eyes lit up. “Do you have a present for me? Gimme Gimme!” Yoseob jumped in anticipation. Gayoon laughed at the action and got out a package from her purse.&lt;br /&gt;“Here. When we went to Phillippines, I found the dried mangos that you love so much so I bought the whole big bag.” Yoseob grabbed the bag from Gayoon’s hands and kissed it hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you.” The boy cheered. “That’s why I love you Gayoon.” Gayoon blushed at his words. “But not as much as I love these mangoes.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yah!! How can you love those mangoes more than you love me?” Gayoon pouted. Aegyo was not her thing but being around Yoseob brings out all different sides of her.&lt;br /&gt;“Ok ok. I love you, way more than the mangoes.” Yoseob mumbled as he stuffed a bunch of dried mango in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;“I love you too.” Gayoon whispered but Yoseob didn’t hear it since he was too focused on eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang ran down the hallway of Cube, searching for Junhyung. Kikwang had a plan and he was going to go through with it, no matter what happens next. He ran past several room where trainees were practicing and ran past the recording studio. He paused for a while, seeing Yoseob and Gayoon in there, laughing their heads off at something like it’s the funniest thing they see. Kikwang looked through the window and flinched as he saw Yoseob caressed Gayoon’s finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caressed, not in a friendly oh-you’re-so-cute way but in a I-think-I-like-you way and for some reason, Kikwang’s anger boiled at the sight. &lt;i&gt;Seriously, what was wrong with everyone? Don’t they have any loyalty left?&lt;/i&gt; Kikwang immediately thought of Hyungseung, wondering if he knew that Yoseob and Gayoon were getting so closer, day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he forced himself to look away and shift his focus back onto his plan. He already had one backstabbing member on his hand, he didn’t want to involve himself in Hyungseung/Gayoon/Yoseob triangle, although they seemed clueless that there even is a love triangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally found the rapper in the dance practice room, working on the choreography for their new song. Kikwang took a deep breath and walked in in the room and watched Junhyung dance. After the last note of Shock ebbed away, Junhyung finally turned his attention to him and Kikwang threw a towel at him.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks.” Junhyung wiped his sweat off and took a seat on the floor next to Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;“Good job.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Yeah. Prepix has killer choreo.”&lt;br /&gt;“yeah. I really should practice more but you know when you have a girlfriend, she comes first.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiwang noticed Junhyung tensed for a millisecond but quickly returned to normal. He smirked to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you’ve been practicing a lot lately. You need to go out more and have fun.”&lt;br /&gt;“Nah.” Junhyung replied. “The comeback is more important. Besides, I missed a lot since I was promoting Change with Hyuna.”&lt;br /&gt;“But you got to take a break sometimes, man. I got an idea, how about we go out tonight? Just you and me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung raised his eyebrows. “Where?”&lt;br /&gt;“I heard there was a party tonight. We can go there.”&lt;br /&gt;“What about the others?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They can come if they want to. The person I want to be there is you. So come on. What do you say man?”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine. I guess. But I don’t want to stay too long.”&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever. Why don’t you get back to practicing. I’m gonna go.” Kikwang got up and left the rapper alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang closed the door and sighed to himself. He needed to make sure that his plan was going to go perfectly. He had a phone call to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Sorry. I didn’t know you were here.” Hyuna opened the door to the dance room to find Junhyung sitting on the floor, wiping his sweat off. “I’m gonna go.”&lt;br /&gt;“No. stay.” Junhyung found himself saying. Hyuna smiled and took a seat next to Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So what are you doing here?” Junhyung asked. Then his expression went from a tired one to a concerned one when he saw Hyuna. “Are you ok?”&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna smiled sadly. “Yeah. I just talked to my mom. I’m just a little homesick.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is she ok?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. She’s fine. Everyone’s fine. I just miss her a lot. Her birthday is coming up soon and I can’t even go back home for it. We have schedule all next week. It’s just around those times, I just want to be back home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung smiled in understanding. “I know what you mean. I miss my family too. Especially my mom. You know when I was living at home, she would nag at me a lot.”&lt;br /&gt;“So that’s where you got your nagging from.” Hyuna teased, hoping to lightened the mood. Junhyung glared at her a little and soon broke into a smile.&lt;br /&gt;“Yah!” He pouted. “Like I was saying, I never realized how much I miss her nagging until she wasn’t there to nag at me anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you’re saying, if you stopped nagging, we’re going to miss it?” Hyuna thought about it for a while. “Nah, I don’t think so.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yah, so what? You’re not going to miss me if I’m gone?”&lt;br /&gt;“of course I would.” Hyuna replied quickly. “I don’t know what I would do if…anyway, I want to get something really nice for my mom. Any suggestion?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What? You seem to be thinking of something.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. But I don’t think you’ll like it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Tell me.” Hyuna pulled on Junhyung’s sleeves, begging him to tell her what he was thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok ok. Geez, you’re impossible.”&lt;br /&gt;“You know you love me.” Hyuna retorted as Junhyung could only smile. “So tell me, you seem to have a great idea.”&lt;br /&gt;“I was just thinking of what I wanted to do. You know how I always wanted to get a tattoo right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah since forever. So?”&lt;br /&gt;“I was going to get one but I had no idea what kind I should get. But hearing you talk about your mom, it gives me a great idea. I think I want to get a tattoo about my mom.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? That’s so cool. But what do it have to do with me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I was thinking you can get one too. For your mom’s birthday present. You know, dedicate it to your mom.” Hyuna stared at Junhyung and suddenly her eyes lit up.&lt;br /&gt;“Omo, Oppa. That’s such a great idea. A tattoo dedicated to my mother. You know she has a tattoo too so I’m totally sure she’ll love it.” Junhyung smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Glad to know I can help.”&lt;br /&gt;“But would the President let me, let us have a tattoo?”&lt;br /&gt;“We can get permission. But I’m sure he will. He’s lenient on stuff like these. Not like other Presidents.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go ask him right now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right now? I’m sweating.” Hyuna wouldn’t take no for an answer and pulled Junhyung up and dragged him to the President’s office, excited about their tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, man. Look more excited will you?” Kikwang was literally dragging Junhyung out of the van and into an unknown building. Junhyung growled at Kikwang, shrugging himself off from Kikwang’s strong grip. He made a mental note to himself to work out more so he wouldn’t be so weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where is this?” Junhyung asked as he looked up the building. He was pretty sure that it was one of the idol’s dorm seeing as how there are other several idols that lives in the same building. But he had no idea where Kikwang was dragging him off to. He just wanted to go in, drink a little and go home so he can wallow in self -pity and think of ideas for what his tattoo should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a surprise. Come on. Man hurry up.” they entered the elevator and Kikwang pressed the button for the 13th floor. The ride up there was quiet, Junhyung was dozing off and Kikwang was twitching in nervousness. Finally they arrived at their destination and stepped off the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This way.” Kikwang led the way and knocked on the door. Junhyung raised his eyebrows in confusion. Kikwang had said that there was a party but it was too quiet for there to be a party and there weren’t enough shoes outside the door. Something was up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the door opened and Junhyung was face to face with smiling Hyomin. She quickly opened the door and gestured the two guys in. Junhyung immediately turned his fiery gaze towards Kikwang who had an innocent look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang.” He growled quietly but he was ignored.&lt;br /&gt;“Come in guys.” Hyomin invited the guys in and Kikwang dragged Junhyung inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung looked around the dorm and found it to be empty, just the three of them. The party that Kikwang was talking about was obviously a lie, a complete set up, concocted by his member standing next to him with a victorious smirk on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I thought there was a party tonight.” Junhyung asked Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;“I lied. Hehe.” Kikwang smiled. “I just wanted to get you over here.”&lt;br /&gt;“What the hell are you doing?” Junhyung whispered into Kikwang’s ear and then turned to Hyomin who had a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I made dinner.” she pointed to a table set up for two in the dining room. “Are you guys hungry?” she asked, her question directed for Junhyung only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. He’s starving.” Kikwang answered for Junhyung who was starting to piece together what’s happening. “Come on man. Go sit down.” Kikwang pushed Junhyung toward the chair and pushed him to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Great.” Hyomin looked at Kikwang and hinted to Kikwang toward the door, signaling for him to leave.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. I forgot. I have a date with Hyuna. She’s probably waiting for me right now. So I’m gonna go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll go with you.” Junhyung started to get up but Kikwang pushed him back down.&lt;br /&gt;“No stay. Hyomin made all these food. It would be horrible for it to go to waste. Just stay and have dinner with her. I’ll be heading out first. And Junhyung, I’ll take the van back first. You probably won’t need it tonight.” he winked at Hyomin who was now blushing, hint of red on her face matching the hint of red in Junhyung’s eyes, showing his anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye-yum.” and with that, Kikwang was gone, his plan executed perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So.” Hyomin started nervously. She has been sitting across Junhyung for over thirty minutes now and it had been awkward to say the least. Junhyung just sat there, not saying much and not eating anything, looking as if he would rather be anywhere else in the world but there at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was really great running into you and Hyungseung the other day.” Hyomin tried to make conversation which only got a tight smile in return. “Soyeon and Hyungseung really seemed to hit it off too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s impossible. He likes Gayoon.” Junhyung answered quickly.&lt;br /&gt;“Are you sure? Because he has been calling Soyeon ever since that night.” Junhyung looked at Hyomin.&lt;i&gt;Hyungseung and Soyeon? What happened to Gayoon?&lt;/i&gt; Honestly, he had been so wrapped up in his own drama with Hyuna that he had been totally clueless with what’s going on with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That night, I think it started a lot of things.” Hyomin started. “I mean, it started a lot of feelings. Didn’t it?” Junhyung took a sip of his water and shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. I guess.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know it did for me. This is kind of embarrassing to say but ever since that night….aigoo. I think I have feelings for you. I even had Hyuna give you my number.” Junhyung suddenly seemed to perk up at the mention of Hyuna and Hyomin seemed to noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“DId she give it to you?” Hyomin asked, wanting to make sure that her so-called friend did what she asked her to do.&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung couldn’t stop himself from thinking back to that night. The night that Hyuna gave him Hyomin’s number. He remembered everything perfectly, as if it happened last night instead of several nights ago. He remembered how Hyuna’s lips tasted, how she felt under his touch, how he felt kissing her. It was something he couldn’t get out of his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junhyung?” Hyomin’s voice broke him out of his thoughts. “Are you ok?”&lt;br /&gt;“I got to go.” Junhyung said, standing up. Hyomin stood up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“I just…I can’t. I’m sorry.” Junhyung said but was stopped by Hyomin grabbing his hands.&lt;br /&gt;“Why? Why can’t you? I told you I like you. I confessed to you. Why can’t you accept me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung didn’t answer but instead just stood there, emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;“Is there someone else you like?” Hyomin asked, her voice small. “There is isn’t there?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung looked away. “I’m sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yong Junhyung. Tell me who it is. Tell me who it is that you like.”&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t tell you. I’m sorry Hyomin but I just see you as a friend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyomin started to tear up. “But Kikwang told me you liked me. He told me that you had feelings for me too. That’s why he offered to help me. Why would he lie to me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung thought it over in his mind, his anger growing by the second. Why did Kikwang offered to help Hyomin when he had no idea how Junhyung felt about Hyomin? Why did Kikwang dragged him here to her dorm in this lame set up? Why would Kikwang do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know.” he mumbled to himself. He shrugged himself out of Hyomin’s grip and made his way out of the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna!” Junhyung suddenly stopped at the word. “It’s Hyuna isn’t it? The person that you like is Hyuna.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung turned back to face Hyomin, unable to say anything. “You like Hyuna.” It was more of a statement than a question. Hyomin suddenly pieced everything together in her mind. Junhyung likes Hyuna, Kikwang is dating Hyuna, Hyomin likes Junhyung so Kikwang used her to get Junhyung away from Hyuna. She closed her eyes in frustrating, anger and embarassment. And judging by the look on Junhyung’s face, it looked like he figured it out too and he wasn’t too happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I gotta go.” Junhyung’s voice was raspy, anger and hurt mixed in and he left the dorm, on his way to see Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened the door in anger and found the person he was looking for immediately. He marched over to him and lifted him over by his collar, his eyes piercing with hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING LEE KIKWANG?” Yoseob was taken aback by Junhyung’s attack on Kikwang but even more surprised by how Kikwang didn’t look so shock or scared at all. Instead he had a satisfied smirk on his face. &lt;i&gt;What was going on?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m asking you Kikwang? What’s the big idea?” Junhyung’s hold on Kikwang tightened but didn’t seem to affect Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junhyung. Stop it! Let Kikwang go!” Yoseob, the only member there, tried to loosened Junhyung’s grip on Kikwang but the rapper wouldn’t budge. “Let him go! What the hell is going on with you guys?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why don’t you ask him?” Junhyung finally let Kikwang go and Kikwang shrugged it off.&lt;br /&gt;“Kwangie, what’s going on? What did you do?”&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t do anything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah right. You didn’t do anything. You freaking set me up. You had no right to do that.” Kikwang scoffed.&lt;br /&gt;“I had no right?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hyomin told me everything. How you offered to help her! How you told her that I liked her even though you knew shit about how I felt about her.” Junhyung yelled out, his frustration clearly showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Yoseob was still not following what’s happening. When did Hyomin get in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey she liked you and I thought you should find someone. I was trying to help you and this is how you repay me?” Junhyung’s glare got colder.&lt;br /&gt;“You were trying to help me?” Junhyung scoffed. “Yeah f***ing right. You were doing it for yourself and you know it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang suddenly saw red and couldn’t contain his anger toward Junhyung any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What if I was huh? What if I was? I had to do something to get your f***ing hands away from&lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt;girlfriend.”&lt;br /&gt;“I told you I would let her go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“REALLY? Is that why I saw you kissing her the other night in the park? Because you let her go.” the two were yelling at each other now, Yoseob unable to stop what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;“You saw us?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I freaking did. How dumb do you think I am? I saw everything Junhyung. How you were all over her. As far as I’m concerned, you are the one who effed up here! I’m just simply repaying you and keeping you away from my girlfriend.”&lt;br /&gt;“So you just used Hyomin? That night what you saw was an one time thing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t give a damn if it was one time thing. It shouldn’t have happened!” Kikwang screamed. “I asked you specifically if you were ok with it. I even asked for your damn permission and you said yes. You let her go to me. I trusted you man. You were like my brother! I believed you even though my gut was telling me not to.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung didn’t want to say anything. He just shook his head. “I did want to let her go. I did everything to forget about her. I wanted you to have her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yet, you were kissing her behind my back!”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry.” Junhyung whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t give a damn if you’re sorry. Because you still kiss my girlfriend. MY GIRLFRIEND. And for that.” Kikwang suddenly punched Junhyung across the face. Junhyung fell back and landed on the floor with a thud. Yoseob immediately rushed over to Junhyung to help him up but Junhyung shrugged his helping hands off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Get up man.” Kikwang ordered. “Get up and take it like a man.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung wiped the blood off his mouth and forced himself to get up and face Kikwang. Kikwang clenched his fist and punched Junhyung again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang. Stop it!” Yoseob interjected, stopping Kikwang from hitting Junhyung again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah you would take his side Yang Yoseob! After all, you’re doing the same thing he is.” Kikwang turned his anger towards Yoseob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A look of confusion swept over Yoseob’s face. “What are you talking about?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I saw you and Gayoon together. Of course you would defend that backstabber since you’re backstabbing Hyungseung with Gayoon yourself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob looked like he was punched in the gut by Kikwang himself, an expression of guilt and unbearable pain was written all over Yoseob’s face. He looked like a baby wounded by someone he trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang, leave Yoseob out of this. The person that you’re angry at is me.” Kikwang scoffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WHAT THE HELL?” Doojoon, Hyungseung and Dongwoon walked into the mess going on in their dorms. Their eyes shifted from Yoseob who looked as if he was about to cry, Kikwang with such hatred in his eyes that they have never seen before with his fists clenched tight and Junhyung who was bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“TELL ME!” the leader took charge. “What’s going on?”&lt;br /&gt;“Why don’t you ask him?” Kikwang pointed at Junhyung. Doojoon turned to Junhyung, anticipating an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung sighed. “I messed up. I kissed Hyuna.” Doojoon closed his eyes, understanding everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I knew this would happen.” the leader whispered to himself. “Kikwang, Junhyung let’s just calm down and talk about this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. I don’t need to calm down. And I certainly don’t want to talk to that traitor right there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang sit!” Doojoon ordered. “We avoided for long enough. It’s time we solve this problem. NOW!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The six members sat down on the floor, ready to solve this dilemma once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Chapter Nineteen. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-66526515551017425?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/66526515551017425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-19.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/66526515551017425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/66526515551017425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-19.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 19'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-2756950439050147917</id><published>2011-02-08T23:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T00:49:35.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 18 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT 4minute dorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sohyun sighed happily to herself as she turned off the T.V. How can a drama be so good? She thought to herself as she headed back to her room when the door opened again. She hit her forehead for forgetting to lock the door once again. She was surprised to find Kikwang walking in the door, with an unreadable expression on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Oppa. I thought you went to the park. You didn’t find Hyuna unnie?” Kikwang snapped out of his thoughts and looked up at Sohyun.&lt;br /&gt;“What? Oh I…I um didn’t go to the park. I went outside to get some air. That’s it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna hasn’t come back yet?” Kikwang asked, even though he already knew the answer and knew exactly where Hyuna was. His heart hurt when he replayed the sight of Hyuna kissing Junhyung over and over in his mind. How can two people he loved so much betray him so badly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. I guess her filming ran long. But oppa” Sohyun approached Kikwang and touch his shoulders in reassurance. “Don’t worry. Junhyung is with her. She’s safe.” Sohyun smiled and then retreated to her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang stood there and scoffed at Sohyun’s statement. Safe? Junhyung? He was pissed off to say the least. He was pissed off at the situation, Junhyung but for some reason he couldn’t hate Hyuna. He loved her too much to hate her. He decided that it must have been Junhyung’s fault, not Hyuna’s for what happened tonight. He repeated that in his mind, trying to make his head follow his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna pushed Junhyung off, realizing what they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;“OPPA!” She wiped her mouth off and stared down at Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry.” Junhyung mumbled then walked off, leaving Hyuna there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“UGH!!! You’re just gonna leave??” Hyuna cursed at the backside of Junhyung who was walking further and further away from her. She touched her lips after Junhyung walked away. The kiss was short but it felt so good. She felt so many things during the short moments, feelings she didn’t feel when she kissed Kikwang. That’s when she remembered Kikwang and a flood of guilt rushed to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Damn it!” She cursed. She stood there, then finally decided that the kiss was just a one time thing that will never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Unnie, you’re finally back?” Sohyun’s voice greeted Hyuna when she finally got back to their dorms.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. You’re not asleep yet?” Sohyun shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;“No I was watching Pasta and Kikwang barely just left.”&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang was here?” Hyuna was surprised. She searched her memories to see if her and Kikwang made any plans but she couldn’t think of any. “What was he doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;“Find out for yourself.” Sohyun pointed Hyuna to the kitchen. Hyuna walked over to the dining table and found the food that Kikwang made for her. Tears began to form in her eyes as she thought about what she was really doing tonight with Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. He is so sweet isn’t he? But I don’t think you would want to eat it. After all Kikwang cooked it.” Sohyun laughed at her own joke but Hyuna just stood there, staring at what Kikwang made for her.&lt;br /&gt;“No I’ll eat it. He made it for me and I’ll eat it.” Sohyun was surprised at Hyuna’s answer. Doesn’t she remember what happened the last time someone ate Kikwang’s cooking?&lt;br /&gt;“Are you sure unnie?” Hyuna nodded. “Ok then I wish you luck. I need to get some sleep. Bye.” Sohyun went into her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna sat down at the table and took a bite out of Kikwang’s food. She gagged at the taste but forced herself to eat another as if it’ll help her relieve her guilt about kissing Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung turned on the T.V, not able to sleep. He replayed the events of tonight over and over in his mind. It was so stupid of him to kiss Hyuna like that and he wanted to kill himself. He didn’t know what came over him, but seeing Kikwang and Hyuna kiss and hearing Hyuna talk about it just pushed him over the edge. And what’s worse? He just left her there like an idiot that he is. How can he just do that to her? He was worried about her, whether she made it home ok or not? But he knew he shouldn’t call her, he should just give her some time to cool off and maybe forget about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His thoughts were interrupted by Kikwang coming back to the dorms. Junhyung felt weird around Kikwang now, especially after tonight. He felt this huge sense of guilt for backstabbing Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Junhyung.” Kikwang’s voice snapped Junhyung out of his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Kikwang. Coming back now?” Kikwang smiled at Junhyung, not showing any tension.&lt;br /&gt;“yeah. I went over to Hyuna’s dorms but she didn’t come back yet. Wait, wasn’t she with you?” Junhyung started to sweat, trying to think of a lie.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. But I mean, I left faster than her so I’m not sure. I’m sure she’s ok though.” Junhyung added. Kikwang looked at him.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” Kikwang laughed. “It’s probably just me being overprotective. It’s just that I like her a lot hyung. And it would kill me if something happened to her.”&lt;br /&gt;“I know. Kikwang.” Junhyung replied uneasily. “I know.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well I’m gonna go sleep. Bye.” Kikwang left to their room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung sat there on the couch, feeling like an even bigger asshole than before. “What am I gonna do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang closed the door and leaned on it. He barely managed to hide his anger in front of Junhyung and played nice. Seeing Junhyung act like there was nothing wrong just added to his anger. He knew exactly what he was gonna do to Junhyung and he is going to make sure Junhyung get hurt just like he did tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Mblaq’s Dorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang took another sip of his beer and looked around at the party. It was Mblaq’s part and as usual they invited practically every idol they knew. He searched the room and saw Hyuna talking to Sohyun, the rest of Beast picking Joon and Mir. He remained in the corner, not wanting to socialize with anyone at all. He finished off his beer and walked over to the fridge to get another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Kikwang.” He turned to the voice and saw Hyomin standing there, smiling. He did his best to smile back. “Another beer?” Kikwang nodded. “Can you get me one?” Kikwang grabbed two beers and gave one to Hyomin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks.” Kikwang just nodded and was about to walk away when Hyomin followed him. “Wait, what’s wrong with you today?”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well normally, you are the most social person and today you seem so antisocial. Are you ok? Are you having problems with Hyuna?” Kikwang’s head immediately turned at the mention of Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;“How did you know we were dating?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.” Hyomin chuckled. “Junhyung told me.”&lt;br /&gt;“He told you? Why would he tell you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone. Junhyung just mentioned it when we ran into him and Hyungseung at the club the other night.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? You guys were at the club together?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. He was actually pretty out of it that night but he’s still so hot.” Hyomin blushed.&lt;br /&gt;“You like Junhyung?” Kikwang asked, his mind filled with many thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I like him. I mean there’s just something about him that is so hot. Like he’s brooding all the time. That’s sexy. You’re gonna laugh at me and think I’m desperate but I even asked Hyuna to help me.”&lt;br /&gt;“You asked Hyuna to help you?”&lt;br /&gt;“They’re so close aren’t they? I figured Hyuna can help me. But nothing happened so far. I guess he’s not interested in me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An idea suddenly came into Kikwang’s mind.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, don’t worry. Hyuna has just been busy with her schedule lately. Junhyung is interested in you.”&lt;br /&gt;Hyomin’s face light up. “Really? How do you know?”&lt;br /&gt;“Junhyung has been acting strange lately and trust me, I know Junhyung. He always act weird when he likes someone. Don’t worry Hyomin, I’ll help you.”&lt;br /&gt;“You will?”&lt;br /&gt;“Trust me. You’re gonna get Junhyung in no time.” Hyomin jumped in joy and hugged Kikwang who had a smirk on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok Unnie, you can’t leave me.” Sohyun held onto Hyuna’s arm.&lt;br /&gt;“Ahh, you’re hurting me Sohyun.” Hyuna tried to shook her arm out of Sohyun’s death grip.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry but I can’t. If I’m alone, Mir or Dongwoon is gonna come and talk to me and I can’t deal with them right now.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok sit.” They both sat down. “Tell me what’s going on with you? Who do you really like Sohyun?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know.” Sohyun confessed. “I was sure I liked Mir and was pissed off at Dongwoon but ever since he came and apologize the other day, I saw a new side to him. A more mature side.”&lt;br /&gt;“He really does like you a lot. And I’m sorry but Mir isn’t that mature.” Hyuna pointed to Mir who was dancing along to IU’s Marshmallow. They both laughed at his antics. “Maybe you just need time to think. Think who did you originally like before the whole thing happened, you know before you got pissed off at Dongwoon. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go find my boyfriend.” Hyuna left to find Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sohyun sat there by herself and thought about what Hyuna said. Who did she really like? She was so confused. Then she spotted both Dongwoon and Mir making their way over to her and she ran out of the party before they can come and talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna walked over to Kikwang and interwined their arms together, catching Kikwang off-guard. Kikwang turned to find Hyuna smiling and kissed his cheeks. He closed his eyes, feeling happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey.” Kikwang put his arms around Hyuna. Hyuna had been extra affectionate with him lately and he knew that she was feeling guilty and trying to make it up to him. But he didn’t care what her intentions were, just as long as Hyuna is with him. He kissed her hair, hoping she’ll see how much he loves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ve been quiet tonight. Are you ok?” Kikwang nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I’m just tired. You know with all the filming and schedule.” Hyuna wrapped her arms around his waist.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Do you want to leave? And go somewhere else?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah let’s go for a walk.” Kikwang grabbed Hyuna’s hand and left the party, not noticing Junhyung’s eyes watching them leave the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;End of Chapter Eighteen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-2756950439050147917?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/2756950439050147917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2756950439050147917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2756950439050147917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-18.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 18'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-4060697784154961036</id><published>2011-02-08T23:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T08:43:18.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 17 : Unexpected Rival&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye. You guys worked hard today!!” Hyuna bowed and greeted everyone and packed to leave Yoochiri and go back to Seoul. It was the end of another recording session for Invincible Youth. She really loves G7 and honestly the show showed a new side of her that people don’t really get to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put on her jacket to shield herself from the winter cold and headed to the van to go home when she heard her name being called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“HYUNA! HYUNA! WAIT!!!!” Hyuna turned around to find Hyomin running towards her, trying not to fall in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;“Be careful Unnie! You’re going to fall!!!” Hyuna shouted as she caught Hyomin, saving her from falling on her butt.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks. I wanted to catch you before you leave.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh ok. Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um, this is a little embarrassing. But I need your help.” Hyuna smiled and took notice of Hyomin’s blushing face.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. Anything for you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. Um can you give Junhyung my phone number?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna was not excepting THAT!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um, what?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Can you give Junhyung my phone number?”&lt;br /&gt;“You know Junhyung oppa?” Hyomin nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. We ran into him and Hyungseung the other night at a club and I think I….” Hyomin couldn’t contain her blushing face. “I really like him. I’m too shy to do this but I think he’s really cool and hot. Anyway I’m rambling on. So can you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna didn’t know what to say. She looked up to see Hyomin’s pleading eyes and nodded slowly. “Sure. I’ll give him your number.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyomin jumped in joy and bear hugged Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, thank you thank you thank you. You’re the best !!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sohyun opened the door to find Dongwoon on the other side of her door. She was about to slam the door on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WAIT!!!” Dongwoon shouted, blocking the door with his hands. Unfourtunely, Sohyun couldn’t stop it in time and ended up slamming Dongwoon’s hands between the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OW!!!!!!!!!” Dongwoon screamed in pain. Sohyun opened the door immediately.&lt;br /&gt;“OW!!! Do you hate me this much?” Dongwoon screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my god! I’m so sorry I didn’t see your hands.” Sohyun screamed as she grabbed Dongwoon’s hands to look at the injury. She grimaced as she see his fingers turning blue from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m so sorry. Are you ok?” Sohyun asked as she ran into the kitchen to grab an ice pack. “Here.” she said as she placed the ice pack on top his finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She led him over to the living room and sat him down, tending to his injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know you deserve it though.” She broke the silence. Dongwoon smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“yeah. I probably did. I really messed up didn’t I. that’s why I came here to apologize. Again.” Dongwoon said, looking at Sohyun who wouldn’t meet his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t even know why I did it.” he confessed. “It’s just that when I heard that you were going out with Bang Chulyong. That’s Mir’s real name by the way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I knew that.” Sohyun rolled her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right. Anyway, I was jealous and when I get jealous, I do really stupid things like following you around on your date. I know I messed up. I’m sorry again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sohyun thought about his apology. He did seem sincere and she DID injure him. She finally smiled and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine. I accept your apology. But you better not do this ever again!” Sohyun warned him.&lt;br /&gt;“You got it.” Dongwoon answered, happy that Sohyun finally forgave him. “So you’re going out with Mir again huh?” Dongwoon asked, taking in Sohyun’s expression. “I mean, I can ask you that right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. You know what’s funny? I wasn’t even sure about going out with him in the first place. I mean I like him, he’s funny but I always thought I would end up with you.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ME?” Dongwoon asked, getting his hopes up. Sohyun nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. To be honest, I was confused. I didn’t know who I wanted to be with so I figured I should give Mir a chance.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dongwoon took in what Sohyun said. He had to be mature about this. No more scheming, planning and trying to sabotage Mir and Sohyun. All that matters is that Sohyun is happy. He sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I really hope you’re happy with him. And I promise, I won’t involve myself with you two anymore.” Sohyun looked up at Dongwoon’s words.&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“You know Sohyun, I really like you and I want you to be happy. And if that means letting you go to Mir, then I’ll do it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sohyun looked at Dongwoon in surprise. She had never seen Dongwoon so sad or so MATURE before. Honestly, it was an eye opening thing for her. Maybe Dongwoon’s confession was the answer she was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dongwoon oppa.”&lt;br /&gt;“I”ll go apologize to Mir too. I’m gonna go. Thanks for the ice pack.” Dongwoon said and left Sohyun without a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OPPA!” Sohyun called out but it was too late. She plopped down on the couch, confused about her feelings for these two boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Music Bank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t believe this is our goodbye stage already!!! I’m gonna miss it so much!!” Hyuna whined as she got ready for her last performance of Change. She was going to miss all the pelvis thrusting and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know. It’s been so fast.” Her make-up artist agreed as she applied Hyuna’s famous star “tattoo” near her eyes. “You look hot by the way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Unnie.” Hyuna giggled. “Thanks.”&lt;br /&gt;“So what are you gonna miss about being solo Miss Superstar?”&lt;br /&gt;“Honestly, nothing. I like being solo but I miss the members. It’s so lonely being on stage by myself.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you’re not completely alone. Junhyung is up there with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, only for like a second.” Hyuna said.&lt;br /&gt;“What? That moment too short for you?” The makeup artist teased. “You want Junhyung for a long time? So you can touch him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“UNNIE!!! STOP!!” Hyuna said, embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;“Ok ok I’ll stop. But seriously you two are so hot together. every time you guys perform, I can hear other groups just staring at you two.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? Like who?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, last month, I was watching you guys, I saw Shinee members watching you. And I swear, I saw Jonghyun and Minho with their jaw dropped open. Even that Diva Key too.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really?” Hyuna blushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Junhyung seems popular among girls idol too. I saw some girls checking him out.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna growled inside her head. She felt her jealously growing at those words. Which was crazy since Junhyung wasn’t even her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Like who?” Hyuna asked curious.&lt;br /&gt;“Um, I don’t remember all of them but some of the After School girls. That girl with huge eyes.”&lt;br /&gt;“You mean UEE unnie?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah yeah yeah. Her and some other. Oh yeah Hyomin too. I saw her staring at Junhyung a couple of times.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyomin?” Hyuna asked, trying her best to conceal her anger and jealously. “I guess she really likes him.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“oh it’s just Hyomin gave me her number. To give to Junhyung oppa the other day.”&lt;br /&gt;“REALLY? I guess she really likes him then. What happened to her and Joon?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. But I guess she likes Junhyung better.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So what did Junhyung say when you gave him her number?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna looked down, avoiding her eyes. “UM, I haven’t given him the numbers yet.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh why?”&lt;br /&gt;“I…..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were interrupted by a knock on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, Hyuna. We’re on next. You ready?” Junhyung asked as he entered the dressing room, ready to perform.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Um give me a second. Oppa.” Junhyung nodded and took a seat on the couch. Junhyung turned his attention to Hyuna getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was their last performance and he was sad. Even though he was tired, he really liked performing Change, mostly because performing it means having a little bit of alone time with Hyuna all to himself. Selfish he knows but he doesn’t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to be working. He had tried everything to get her out of his head but it’s like a disease. Every experiences that he had with girls seemed to be useless when dealing with Hyuna. Before whenever he was having girls problem like when he was trying to get over someone, he would just cuss her out, think of her bad points, then go to the club and drink until he throws up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with Hyuna, he really really tried doing that. He tried his best to find her bad points but any negative parts about her turned into a cute quirk that he loves, all the cuss words seem to vanish and unable to come out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even went to the club with Hyunseung and drank a lot. The hangover the next day was proof that he drank more than he can take. But no matter what he did, he couldn’t get over Hyuna. You know the famous saying, You can never get over your first love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so deep in thought that he didn’t even realize Hyuna waving her hands in front of his face. He finally snapped out of his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa. We’re ready. Let’s go.” Junhyung got up and headed to the stage with Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good work everyone!!” Hyuna and Junhyung greeted everyone as they made their way back to the dressing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok Hyuna. Let me go grab myself and we’ll head out to dinner ok?” Hyuna nodded as Junhyung headed toward his separate dressing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was walking to her dressing room when her make up artist came beside her, looking at her with a weird expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What unnie?” Hyuna asked.&lt;br /&gt;“We have to talk now!” the make up artist replied as she pulled Hyuna into her dressing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong unnie?” Hyuna asked as she was seated down on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;“Ok Spill.”&lt;br /&gt;“WHat?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t even think about lying to your unnie. I’m too experienced in this area to know when you’re lying. Now tell me what’s going on with you and Junhyung?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WHAT????”&lt;br /&gt;“I saw that way he was staring at you when he was here earlier and I also saw the way you were staring at him. Now tell me what’s going on? Do you guys like each other? I thought you were dating Kikwang?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna was shocked at how easily she figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Am I that obvious?” Hyuna asked herself.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Too obvious. Now tell me everything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“AiiI!!! it’s not what you think!!!” Hyuna explained.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah right. I’ve known you for years Hyuna. I can’t believe I didn’t see it before.”&lt;br /&gt;“No it’s not true Mi Yeon Unnie.” Hyuna tried to deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You like Junhyung don’t you Hyuna? That’s why you haven’t given Hyomin’s number to him. You’re jealous.” Hyuna hung her head in shame at how transparent she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t even..know what I’m doing unnie. I mean I really want to give it to Junhyung but something’s stopping me from doing so.”&lt;br /&gt;“yeah. It’s called jealously. You don’t want Junhyung to have the numbers so they can’t get together.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m really selfish aren’t I? I’m a horrible person.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NO you’re not Hyuna.”&lt;br /&gt;“Unnie, how can you say that? I have a boyfriend you know. Kikwang. Yet I’m here trying to stop Junhyung from dating.”&lt;br /&gt;“Look, Hyuna. To be honest, I don’t even know why you’re dating Kikwang when it’s pretty obvious that you really like Junhyung. All I had to do was to be in the same room as you two and figure it out. And no you’re not a horrible person. Just someone who’s confused.” Mi Yeon tried to comfort Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Also Hyuna, I’m older and I know more about this than you and trust me when I say Junhyung is totally in love with you too.”&lt;br /&gt;“How can you tell? You just found out today.” Hyuna asked. Mi Yeon just smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“I know the type like Junhyung. You know the bad boy types. The type that want you to think they don’t care when they really do. All I needed was to see how he was looking at you. And trust me girl, he’s sprung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really?” Hyuna asked, getting her hopes up. Mi Yeon looked at her.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Now the question is what are you going to do?”&lt;br /&gt;“I….I don’t know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“HYUNA!!!” Junhyung interrupted their conversation. “Ready?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I gotta go Unnie.”&lt;br /&gt;“Bye. “ Mi Yeon said, hugging Hyuna and whispered in her ears. “You’ll figure it out Hyuna. Pick who you really love. Bye.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna nodded and left the dressing room, headed to dinner with Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang exited the set of “High Kick through the Roof”, excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Finally I’m done.” He said to himself and took out his phone and called his dorms. “Hey, Seobie, it’s me. Yeah. I’m done with filming. Listen, I’m not gonna come back to the dorms yet. Yeah I’m gonna stop by the supermarket then swing by Hyuna to cook her dinner. It’s gonna be a surprise. And don’t worry I’ll try to save some for you. What? Fine, no food for you.” Kikwang hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously he was a good cook and it was time that people should realize it, instead of running away in fear at the sound that he was cooking. Whatever, he wanted to surprise Hyuna. His happy thoughts followed him as he headed to the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you’re gonna have your comeback so soon?” Hyuna asked as her and Junhyung sat across each other.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I know it’s too soon. I barely finished this promotions and now we have a new one coming up.”&lt;br /&gt;“So what? You hate promoting with me?” Hyuna teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course not. I love it. Don’t tell this to Doojoon and Yoseob but I like you more than them.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa, you’re such a liar.” Hyuna laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s true.” Junhyung insisted, pouting his lips.&lt;br /&gt;“Well I like you more than Doojoon and Yoseob too.”&lt;br /&gt;“Now who’s lying?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s true. I like you more than them combined.” Hyuna said, causing Junhyung to smile.&lt;br /&gt;“Of course. I’m the Beast Joker.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang looked out of the window for the hundreth time that night, waiting for Hyuna to come back. He had cooked an amzing dinner for her and she still hasn’t come back and it was almost midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shouldn’t she be back by now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry Oppa. She’s always late like this.” Sohyun comforted Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Probably. She’s too busy huh? Anyway Sohyun, I have some chicken left. Do you want to try some?” Kikwang asked, shoving a plate of his chicken in front of Sohyun’s face. Sohyun’s face immediately turned green at the sight of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Actually Oppa. I already ate and I’m allergic to chicken. Sorry.” Sohyun said then immediately ran into her room, escaping from Kikwang’s food and another trip to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my god. There are so many stars tonight!!!!” Hyuna shouted as she stared at the night sky, amazed at millions of stars out tonight. Junhyung looked up too and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ooh ooh, there’s a shooting star. Make a wish Oppa. Make a wish.” Hyuna shouted then closed her eyes and made a wish. Junhyung listened to Hyuna and made a wish of his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WOW!! I hope my wish comes true. What did you wish for Oppa?”&lt;br /&gt;“if I tell you now, it wouldn’t come true would it?”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok ok I get it.” Hyuna pouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“it’s nice to be in here with you though. This is my favorite place.” Hyuna said as she ran to the swings. Junhyung followed her and pushed her on the swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Ever since I was little, I would always come here. It’s so fun. Especially at night, when there’s no one here.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah that’s true. We’re the only two in here right now.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yep. No cameras, no creepy guys hiding waiting to take pictures like they did in Daegu.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t even remind me about that.” Junhyung said, wanting to forget everything that night led to…mainly Hyuna and Kikwang’s first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. That was pretty interesting.” Hyuna got off of the swings. She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself.&lt;br /&gt;“Here.” Junhyung wrapped his jacket around Hyuna and rubbed her arms, hoping to warm her. “You can’t get sick again. You scared me too much last time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course. Do you know how I felt when I found you lying on the ground?” Junhyung asked, remembering the traumatic events of finding Hyuna passed out. “I went out of my mind, thinking something really bad had happened to you. The nurse even told me to shut the hell up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna laughed. “Really? She told you to shut up?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I believe she said “Hey girly, if you don’t shut up, I’m gonna shut you up myself” Pretty scary nurses they have at that hospital.”&lt;br /&gt;“You must been really scared for them to say that to you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course. I don’t know….I don’t know what I would do if I lost you. And yeah I know you weren’t going to die right there but I wouldn’t be able to take it.” Junhyung confessed, making Hyuna’s heart beat faster than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Me too. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you too.” She sighed. “and I guess that’s why I haven’t given you this.” Junhyung looked at her confused. Hyuna took out a piece of paper from her sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“here.”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s this?” Junhyung asked, grabbing the piece of paper from her.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s Hyomin’s number. She asked me to give it to you last week.”&lt;br /&gt;“Last week?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. And I’m sorry that I didn’t give it to you sooner but I guess I thought if I did…I would…&lt;br /&gt;“You would what?”&lt;br /&gt;“I would lose you to Hyomin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want to lose you. And I know I don’t have the right to say that but I guess I was just jealous. Anyway I’m sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung didn’t say anything but just stared at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She really likes you, you know? You two will be great together.” Hyuna said, trying to be happy for Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“You and Hyomin, you two will really be good together.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No we won’t. I don’t want her number.” Junhyung said.&lt;br /&gt;“What? Why? She really does like you.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t give a damn whether or not she likes me.”&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t like her?” Hyuna was surprised at his answer.&lt;br /&gt;“No. I just ran into her at the club the other night. Her and her members were all over us. I have no feelings towards her.” Junhyung said straight out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why?” Hyuna asked confused. “Hyomin unnie is really cool. And she’s pretty and nice. Why don’t you like her?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WHY DO YOU THINK?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OMO! She’s still not back yet?” Sohyun came out of her room again to find Kikwang sitting on the couch, watching T.V. At this rate Kikwang was never going to leave and probably will end up staying the night at 4minute Dorms and will hog the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something that can’t happen. Pasta was on tonight and she can’t miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know she usually likes to walk in the park sometimes at night.”&lt;br /&gt;“WHAT?” Kikwang immediately sat up. “At night? BY herself? Aigoo. What is she thinking? It’s not safe for her. Aish.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang nagged as he put on his jacket and went to the park to find Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Why do you think I don’t care about Hyomin? Or any other girl for that matter.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t…I don’t know.” Hyuna answered softly, avoiding Junhyung’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung grabbed her face and tilted it so that she would look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know exactly why. You know that you’re the reason.”&lt;br /&gt;“Me?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes! You!! You Kim Hyuna is the reason why I don’t give a damn about Hyomin or any other girl.” Junhyung shouted, letting his frustration out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junhyung, we already went over this. We agreed to be just friends remember?” Hyuna bit out, trying to control her emotions.&lt;br /&gt;“I know I know. It was way harder than I thought it would be. I really thought us being just friends would be better. And that given time, I would get over you. But I….” Junhyung sighed. “I can’t. No matter how hard I tried.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was your idea to be just friends.” Hyuna said.&lt;br /&gt;“I know it was my idea. But do you have any idea how hard it is to see you be with Kikwang so easily when I’m in pain? I want to see you be happy. I do but seeing you with Kikwang is slowly killing me.”&lt;br /&gt;“You think I have it easy? You think it’s easy for me to be with Kikwang?” Hyuna asked. “Of course it’s not easy for me to be with him. You have no idea how I feel when I’m with him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I feel like I’m the worst human being ever whenever I’m with Kikwang. I feel guilty when he’s nice to me, which he always is. It’s not easy for me too you know Junhyung. I’m like carrying this guilt around all the time with me. Trying so hard to be happy with Kikwang and trying so so so hard not to think about how it would feel to be with you.” Hyuna shouted, letting all her frustration out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung just scoffed. “Yeah it must be really hard for you. I’m sure kissing Kikwang would help make forgetting me easier didn’t it?’&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Hyuna asked.&lt;br /&gt;“I saw you guys kissing the other day. Talk about hard.”&lt;br /&gt;“You saw us?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I did. I was coming to comfort you after we got back from Daegu and when I walked in to the lounge, there you were with Kikwang kissing.”&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t know that. I didn’t see you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No surprise there. You had your face glued to Kikwang’s to notice me.”&lt;br /&gt;“And what? You’re angry about it? You’re angry that I kissed Kikwang?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I couldn’t get that sight out of my head. I still can’t.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well what do you except? Kikwang is my boyfriend. Of course we’re going to be kissing sooner or later!” Hyuna shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know that!!!” Junhyung shouted also. “ OF course I freaking know that. But it doesn’t make it easier!!”&lt;br /&gt;“You’re the one who pushed into his arms!!!”&lt;br /&gt;“I know what I did Hyuna. Cause I think about it everyday. The thought of you and Kikwang, I think about it everyday!!! I can’t get it out of my head. I swear the members want me on drugs. They think I’m depressed or something.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well honestly you should take medication cause you’re confusing me!!! You’re making me crazy Junhyung. I don’t know what you want from me anymore. Just tell me!!! Just tell me what you want!!!!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna screamed but her screams were interrupted by Junhyung’s lips crushing against her own. She opened her eyes in shock at the sensation of Junhyung’s lips on her. Pretty soon, she couldn’t resist him as she closed her eyes, losing herself in his kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both have been waiting so long for this. Their first kiss. Junhyung couldn’t stop himself and closed his eyes, trying to memorize this moment in his mind. Hyuna and Junhyung were both too deep into their kiss that they didn’t notice someone standing there watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang stood there, next to the bushes as he watched his girlfriend kiss his best friend. He clenched his fists in anger, betrayal and rage and it took all of his control not to run over to them and beat Junhyung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ll pay for this!” Kikwang said as he turned around, leaving the sight of the two lovers in the park.&lt;br /&gt;“You’re gonna pay for this Junhyung!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Chapter Seventeen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-4060697784154961036?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/4060697784154961036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/4060697784154961036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/4060697784154961036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-17.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 17'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-7586620605972871158</id><published>2011-02-08T23:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T08:44:13.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 16 : Plan Backfired&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Cube Lounge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang had his arms around Hyuna, enjoying his break with his girlfriend. This morning had been hectic to say the least. He was consumed by anger and felt betrayed when the articles came out about Hyuna and Junhyung. But who knew that the day would end happily with him and Hyuna sharing their first kiss and his faith in their relationship restored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna, I’m sorry about how I overeacted earlier.” Kikwang apologized, looking straight into Hyuna’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m the one who should be sorry Kikwang. And you didn’t overreact.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well I’m glad that’s over now.” Kikwang stated, kissing Hyuna’s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok you two. Stop it. You’re making us sick.” Doojoon teased as he, Jihyun, and Hyungseung came in the room.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t be jealous Hyung.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why should I be jealous when I got my girl here?” Doojoon said as he put his arms around Jihyun.&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa.” Jihyun blushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where’s the rest of the people?” Hyuna asked. Hyungseung shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;“Gayoon is going to the vocal room. Yoseob is probably heading there too. Junhyung has been missing all day. And Dongwoon and Sohyun are….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyungseung was interrupted by the two maknaes yelling as they came into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on Sohyun. I said I was sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;“Just leave me alone Dongwoon.”&lt;br /&gt;“Not until you forgive me. Come on. I really am sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are they fighting about?” Hyuna asked Jihyun, being out of the loop.&lt;br /&gt;“Apparently, Dongwoon ruined Sohyun’s date with Mir,”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh really? How?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t ruin her date.” Dongwoon shouted, scaring the rest.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh you can hear us huh?” Jihyun smiled innocently.&lt;br /&gt;“of course. What do you think? That I’m deaf?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yah-maknae. Don’t talk to Jihyun like that.” Doojoon ordered.&lt;br /&gt;“sorry.” Dongwoon said quietly. “But I really didn’t ruin their date.”&lt;br /&gt;“Didn’t ruin our date? You mean to tell me that following us on our date and stalking us on our first date didn’t ruin it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Huh? You were stalking them?” Hyungseung asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Ok I wasn’t stalking them exactly. I just happen to run into them. At the same place and at the same time. Pure coincidence.” Dongwoon explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, you look really pretty today Sohyun.” Mir said sheepishly as Sohyun blushed.&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you. You look really nice too.”&lt;br /&gt;“So what do you want to do first? Do you want to go on a ride?” Sohyun nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I want to go on the ferris wheel.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok let’s go.” Mir said as he grabbed Sohyun’s hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sohyun couldn’t stop smiling as they walked over to the ferris wheel when she suddenly heard someone called her name. she turned around to find Dongwoon, jumping up and down waving at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Sohyun.” Dongwoon yelled, smiling. Then he turned to Mir and his smile disappeared. “Mir.”&lt;br /&gt;“What are you doing here?” Sohyun asked, confused.&lt;br /&gt;“Well I decided to come to the amusement park to have fun. And I just happened to run into you two. What a coincidence huh?”&lt;br /&gt;“You knew we were coming here Oppa so what are you really doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dongwoon played dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh you were coming today.” Dongwoon said, hitting his forehead. “I totally forgot. Well anyway now that I’m here, let’s all hang out together ok? The three of us. Let’s go to the ferris wheel.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dongwoon said as he put his arms around Mir and Sohyun and dragged them to the ferris wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Flashback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And that’s how he ruined my first date with Mir.” Sohyun pouted and ran out of the lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aish, Dongwoon. Don’t tell me that was the genius plan that you had.” Doojoon said. Dongwoon nodded. “Aish Babo. I told you not to do go through with it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well how was I supposed to know that it was going to backfire on me.” Dongwoon yelled as he too left the Cube Lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maknaes.” Doojoon sighed. “Come on Jihyun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaders couple left them alone.&lt;br /&gt;“So Hyungseung, why aren’t you with Gayoon?” Kikwang asked.&lt;br /&gt;“She wanted to practice her vocals.” Hyungseung explained. “Although, I don’t know why. She is already amazing.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well maybe you should take her out to dinner or something.” Kikwang said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Hyungseung finally realized what Kikwang was doing. “Oh, I get it. You’re trying to get me to leave so you can be alone huh? Geez, just ask.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well then can you please leave so me and Hyuna can be alone? Hyung?” Kikwang used his most charming voice. Hyungseung just rolled his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine. I’d rather hang out with Junhyung anyway. I wonder where the hell he is today.” Hyungseung mumbled as he left the couple alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at the vocal rooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And how do you expect me to live alone with just me. My world revolves around you and it’s hard for me to breathe.” Gayoon sang. “How am I supposed breathe with no air, can’t breath, can’t live with no air. That’s how I feel whenever you ain’t there. No air. No air.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finished singing and walked out of the room. She jumped when she saw Yoseob sitting on the couch, waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You scared me. What are you doing?” Yoseob shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m listening to you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. How did I sound?”&lt;br /&gt;“Amazing.” Yoseob answered as Gayoon smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh thanks Oppa.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So are you going to sing another song?” Yoseob asked. Gayoon shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;“No. I think I’m done for today. Why don’t you sing a song?”&lt;br /&gt;“Nah. Lately I’ve been feeling like singing by myself is not as fun as singing with you.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Gayoon asked, her heart skipping a beat.&lt;br /&gt;“I sound better when I sing with you. You make me sound better Gayoon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;“ Really.” Yoseob answered. “and I’m not just saying that to be nice. I really mean it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks Oppa.”&lt;br /&gt;“So what else are you doing tonight?”&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing. Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go to dinner. My treat.” Yoseob said.&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yeah. Come on.” Yoseob said as he dragged Gayoon’s hands and led her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiyoon sighed sadly as she waited for the elevators to take her back to her dorms. She finished her schedule and practice for today and she couldn’t wait to lie in her bed and eat a gallon of ice cream. She has been feeling depressed ever since the whole thing with Seungho fell apart. She really did like him. He was the opposite of her but opposite attract right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was energetic while he was serious, always bringing her back down to earth. He had a hidden sense of humor that not a lot of people got to see and a caring side that she was lucky enough to witness. She tried apologizing to him a thousand times but he’s too stubborn. But Jiyoon wouldn’t change his stubborn side for anything in the world. He is perfect just the way he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She groaned as she got out of the elevatore, heading to the safe haven she called her dorm. She almost dropped her bag when she saw Seungho sitting there on the floor, in front of her dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa.” Jiyoon started. “What are you doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seungho shook awake and got up immediately. “Jiyoon, you’re back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you doing here Oppa?” Jiyoon asked, surprised to see him there.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve been waiting for you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Um. Really? Um…why?”&lt;br /&gt;“To apologize.” Jiyoon’s eyes were wide opened, surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apologize?”&lt;br /&gt;“yeah. Apologize. I’ve been a real jerk to you and I’m sorry. I should’ve listened to you when you explained to me about TOP. I wanted to but I was just…”&lt;br /&gt;“Just what?”&lt;br /&gt;“Scared.”&lt;br /&gt;“Scared? Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I mean look at you. You’re amazing. You’re beautiful, talented, funny and I’m just me. And one of the best idol in the business wanted you. I guess I just felt like I couldn’t compete so I figured why not end it before I got heartbroken.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“I just thought you wouldn’t choose me over TOP and I didn’t think I could take it. Then when you came to our dorm apologizing, I thought you were apologizing for lying to me and decided to choose TOP instead.”&lt;br /&gt;“Then what made you change your mind?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Would you believe Mir is the one who finally got me to see things clear? Apparently we were a hot issue to him and Sohyun on their date. I finally realized that I’m an idiot. Actually I already knew that. I just finally learned to stop.” Jiyoon just stood there, taking it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So that’s what I came here to do. I’m sorry Jiyoon. I’m a jerk and I should’ve trusted you earlier. But I never felt this way about a girl before and I guess I just don’t know how to react.” Seungho rambled on, his courage fading with Jiyoon’s silence. “Anyway, since you’re not saying anything, I’m guessing you don’t forgive me and I just look like an idiot standing here rambling so I’m gonna go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seungho started to leave but was suddenly stopped when Jiyoon jumped on him, hugging him. Seungho smiled widely and hugged her back tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Does this mean you forgive me?” Jiyoon let him go and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. I forgive you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really?” Seungho couldn’t believe his luck.&lt;br /&gt;“Really. You have no idea how much I missed you.” Jiyoon confessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seungho couldn’t contain his wide smile and kissed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I missed you too. A lot.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hugged each other tightly for a long time, reveling in the joy of being back together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyunseung walked into their dorms, bored. He was surprised to see Junhyung in the dorms, watching T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where the heck have you been all day? Everyone has been looking for you.” Hyunseung asked he took a seat next to Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;“Here, there.” Junhyung replied dryly.&lt;br /&gt;“Why haven’t you picked up your phone? We’ve been looking for you. You know?”&lt;br /&gt;“I wanted to be alone. I’m tired.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong with you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Like I said, I’m just tired.”&lt;br /&gt;“Then go sleep, take a nap.”&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t.” Junhyung answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since, he saw Hyuna and Kikwang kissing, he had been replaying in over and over and over in his mind. And he couldn’t get it out. He had been avoiding everyone, especially the happy couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you’re just going to mindlessly sit here and watch T.V all night?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;“God, why is wrong with you?” Hyunseung yelled frustrated at how Junhyung was so detached from this world. “Come on, let’s go out. Let’s go to a club.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want to go to a club.”&lt;br /&gt;“You used to love clubbing and meeting girls. What happened?’&lt;br /&gt;“I just don’t feel like it ok? Just leave me alone.” Junhyung retorted.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh come on. Let’s just go. Please. I’m so bored. Come on. Come on. Come on.” Hyunseung nagged and begged until Junhyung finally gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine. Just stop begging.” Junhyung gave in. and he thought he was the naggy one in the group. Maybe going to the club would help him keep his mind off Hyuna and Kikwang. “ just let me go and get my swag on ok?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok!” Hyunseung answered happily, excited that he actually has plans tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Chapter Sixteen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-7586620605972871158?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/7586620605972871158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-16.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7586620605972871158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7586620605972871158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-16.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 16'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-940622336436877901</id><published>2011-02-08T23:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T08:45:34.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 15 : Never been Kissed….until now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkward would be the understatement of the year as the tension in the van remained high. The manager kept his attention on the roads, Junhyung on his iPod, leaving Hyuna, alone, to wallow in fear. Fear over what the President was going to say, what the media thinks and most importantly what Kikwang is going to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trio cut their mini vacation short after the news article came out and a call from the President demanding that they get their behinds back in Seoul ASAP came. As the manager entered the Cube Entertainment buildings, there were mobs of people waiting. From fan girls to reporters, people mobbed the arriving van. Junhyung groaned and put his hoodie back on, hoping to hide away from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding safe haven in the garage of the Cube, the three of them made their way to the President’s office, as if they were walking to their death. No words were exchange, no glances were made as they entered the elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they entered the President’s office, Hyuna took the seat furthest away from the President, as a last resort to protect herself from what was about to go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You guys are finally back.” The President started the impromptu meeting.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. President. We came back as soon as possible.”&lt;br /&gt;“You know Manager Lee what kind of a situation that we have right now. Two of our artists are now embroiled in a scandal. Sure it’s not a big scandal but it is a scandal nonetheless.” The manager nodded at President’s words.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry. I should’ve taken better care of them.”&lt;br /&gt;“You see the people outside. Media outlets are here demanding the truth about the so-called relationship between these two.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They are not in a relationship. The pictures were just taken at the wrong time.” The manager defended Junhyung and Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;“that’s not what people think. While it’s great to have this much attention on our stars, it can be very damaging to them. Fans can turn on them in an instant.” The President explained and then turned his attention on the two who kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;“You two, you guys are not really dating?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NO President-nim. We’re really not. We were just having fun and the photographer just made it seems like we’re dating.” Hyuna quickly explained.&lt;br /&gt;“I… I believe you. But they won’t.” the President sighed. “But it’s too late. The pictures are out there already. I already sent out a statement denying that you guys are not dating, just really close friends.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So is there anything we can do?” Junhyung asked, slightly relieved at the President’s lack of anger.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, don’t ever let any more pictures like this be taken again. Understand?” Junhyung nodded. “How about you Hyuna?” Hyuna quickly nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good. I guess there’s nothing we can do but just to wait for this to pass. Ok. You guys can go.”&lt;br /&gt;The trio quickly got their butts out of the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna had never been so relieved in her entire life. The whole car ride, she had been worried about President’s reaction and it seems that he had taken in better than she thought he would. Hyuna let out a sigh of relief as she grabbed herself a drink by herself. She ignored the stares and whispers of other trainees passing by and she relaxed when she was left alone in the lounge by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yah Kim Hyuna!!!” someone suddenly yelled out her name. Hyuna tensed as she realized whom that voice belonged to. She turned around to see a furious Kikwang storming towards her. Guess I can’t relax yet. she thought to herself as she braced for the conversation she was about to have with one pissed off boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna.” Kikwang’s low voice scared Hyuna more than his loud yells. She could tell that he was angry just by looking at him. His usually smiling eyes are replaced by death glares and his breathing was more shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa. I can explain.”&lt;br /&gt;“The pictures. Are they true?” Kikwang asked.&lt;br /&gt;“We were just playing around. We didn’t even see a photographer anywhere. It was just innocent playing I swear.” Hyuna said, praying that Kikwang would believe her.&lt;br /&gt;“So the photographer just saw this and just decide to write this story about you guys going out?” Hyuna nodded profusely. Kikwang stared into Hyuna’s eyes, hoping to see signs of whether or not she’s telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa. I swear. This was just a misunderstanding. I would never betray you like this.” Hyuna pleaded with Kikwang. Kikwang kept quiet for a while, not saying anything. Tears began to roll out of Hyuna’s eyes, at the thought of Kikwang not believing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Hyuna said through her tears. She couldn’t even blame Kikwang for being angry. She would be angry to if the situation was reversed. She couldn’t stop her tears at the thought of losing Kikwang. Kikwang just stood there, watching Hyuna cried and all the while his heart was hurting. He hated seeing her cry, even hating it more that he’s the reason why. He trusted Hyuna, he really did but the picture of seeing Hyuna in Junhyung’s arms just struck a nerve with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew their history together, knew that if he wasn’t in the picture, Hyuna and Junhyung would probably be together. He had pushed it out of his mind for a while now and focused on treating Hyuna right. After all, both Hyuna and Junhyung promised that nothing was going on right? And Kikwang had been working hard to replace Junhyung in Hyuna’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As more tears streamed down Hyuna’s face and she began to sobs, Kikwang couldn’t remain to be stoic anymore. He raised his hands and wiped her tears away. Hyuna gasped as Kikwang pulled her into his arms. She began to cry harder at her most understanding boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of the Lounge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung was exhausted. That little vacation turned out to be more tiring than having no vacation. He remembered vividly in his head of Hyuna’s face when the manager showed them the article. A mix of shock, disbelief, fear, and anger were shown on her delicate face and it broke his heart seeing that the prospect of them being together can cause her to have such reactions. He sighed to himself. He thought, actually prayed, that time would heal all. Time would be the answer to make him forget about Hyuna but the more time passed, the more he seems to fall for her. Now she is stuck in his mind, like superglue, unable to take her out. And he feels like a total bastard for feeling that way, because of Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked over to the lounge, hoping to find Hyuna. She seemed upset when they left the President’s office and he wanted to help her. He was about to enter the lounge when he saw something that would shatter the last remaining pieces of his intact heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the lounge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna pulled away from Kikwang’s embrace and looked into his eyes. Kikwang wiped her remaining tears off and smiled. Hyuna smiled back, relishing in his once smiling eyes, directed for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa. You’re the best.” Hyuna whispered.&lt;br /&gt;“If you say there’s nothing going on then I believe you Hyuna. I trust you.” Kikwang whispered back. Hyuna couldn’t take her eyes away from Kikwang’s understanding self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon, Kikwang leaned closer to Hyuna’s face, his attention directed at her lips. Hyuna’s heart beats fast when she recognize what is about to happen. Her first kiss. She closed her eyes in anticipation for it. Kikwang took that a sign to continue as he inched closer and closer. Pretty soon, their lips were touching as they kissed for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tender and sweet moment and when they finally pulled apart, Kikwang smiled and kissed Hyuna’s forehead. Hyuna found refuge in his arms once again, grateful as she found a way to hide her blushing face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Junhyung watched this, he couldn’t move. He couldn’t breathe. Hyuna’s first kiss was now taken by Kikwang, just like how Kikwang also stolen the place as her first boyfriend. He suppressed his anger and sadness and snapped out of his trance and walked away, deciding to leave the couple alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the Chapter Fifteen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-940622336436877901?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/940622336436877901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/940622336436877901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/940622336436877901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-15.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 15'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-4340509919003969807</id><published>2011-01-26T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T08:46:05.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 14 : A Daegu Vacation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4minute dorms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beast and 4minutes have gathered together and are hanging out. Jiyoon and Jihyun are busy helping Hyuna pack for her trip for that night. Sohyun, Gayoon and the Beast boys are in the living room, watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, I never knew Dongho was so funny.” Gayoon said, laughing at the show Raising Idols where Dongho, Eli and their English teacher were visiting an amusement park.&lt;br /&gt;“Ooh, that amusement park. I’ve never been there. We should go together.” Yoseob said and everyone except Sohyun agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry guys. I’m already going there.”&lt;br /&gt;“What? With who?” Dongwoon interrogated Sohyun.&lt;br /&gt;“Um… well you see Mir Oppa asked me to go. We decided to go tomorrow together.”&lt;br /&gt;“Just the two of you? Why? Can we come?” Dongwoon said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyungseung groaned. “Yeah maknae, stop cockblocking would you?” Dongwoon pouted and left the room. Sohyun sat there feeling guilty about Dongwoon. She sighed quietly to herself. She didn’t want to hurt Dongwoon oppa but she really did want to go on the date with Mir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sohyun, don’t worry about Dongwoon. Just have fun on your first date!!!” Gayoon said.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, it’s not really a date. I mean it’s more…aigoo. I’m so nervous.”&lt;br /&gt;“Aigoo. How cute!” The members exclaimed at Sohyun’s butterflies. Doojoon just smiled and went to search for sad Dongwoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doojoon entered the guest room that 4minute had in their dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yah, Dongwoon are you ok?” Doojoon asked Dongwoon who was lying on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;“yeah Hyung.”&lt;br /&gt;“YOu know don’t even worry about their date. Who knows? Maybe Sohyun would find Mir so annoying.” Doojoon tried to cheer up Dongwoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dongwoon suddenly sat up. “Oh I’m not worried.” Doojoon looked at him suspiciously.&lt;br /&gt;“Yah. You’re not worried? Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;“OH, I have a plan!” Dongwoon smiled evilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye!!” The members greeted Junhyung and Hyuna who were leaving for the music festival.&lt;br /&gt;“Bye. I’ll miss you guys so much.” Hyuna whined.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s only for two days Hyuna.” Gayoon said, smiling at whining Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;“I know but I’ll still miss you.”&lt;br /&gt;“We’ll miss you too.” Jihyun said as they hugged once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beast members, however, were too manly to hug goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye.” Junhyung said, as he cleared his throat and gave his members high fives.&lt;br /&gt;“Bye.” the members did the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Yoseob couldn’t take it anymore and hugged Junhyung, catching him by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“BYE HYUNG!” Junhyung couldn’t help but smile and hug Yoseob back. Yoseob’s actions led to other members piling on hugs to Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. Ok. We have to go. Bye.” Junhyung said.&lt;br /&gt;“Bye Junhyung. Bye Hyuna. I’ll call you.” Kikwang said, waving goodbye to Junhyung and his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aigoo. I’m so tired. I can sleep right now.” Hyuna exclaimed as she stretched.&lt;br /&gt;“Yah, Kim Hyuna. You can’t leave me alone here.” Junhyung said, nudging Hyuna awake.&lt;br /&gt;“Wah… I wanna sleep.”&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, let’s play a game. I don’t want to stay awake by myself.” Junhyung pouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna giggled. “What are you giggling for?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing. Yoseob must be rubbing off on you Oppa.” Junhyung was confused at that.&lt;br /&gt;“I mean, Yong Junhyung I knew would never cared about playing games on the car ride. Now you’re making me play games.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Junhyung said. “Come on, let’s play a game.” Hyuna giggled and gave in to his request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of minutes later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve never ate a whole pizza by myself before.” Hyuna said. Hyuna giggled as Junhyung folded his ring finger. She was so close to winning this game. (A/N: this is a game of I’ve never where the player say a thing that they’ve never done and if that thing apply to other player, they have to fold a finger and whoever is the first with all the fingers folded, they lose. You can watch Maknae Rebellion Ep 12 to see Shinee play it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung grumbled. He can’t believe that he’s about to lose this game. He hated losing but he couldn’t help but smile as he sees Hyuna’s laughing face at her almost victory. He needed to win no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve never…..kissed a guy before.” Junhyung said as he smiled evilly. He knew that Hyuna would have to fold one of her fingers. I mean she kissed a guy before right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was taken by surprise when Hyuna didn’t fold her finger. What? Her and Kikwang never kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You have to fold your finger Hyuna.” Hyuna avoided Junhyung’s eyes. “Wait, Hyuna, you have kissed a guy before right? I mean you and Kikwang kissed already right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna shook her head slowly. “No, I still haven’t lost my first kiss.” she said shyly, feeling embarrassed at her lack of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung, on the other hand, was shock and didn’t know what to feel. His happiness soon took over at the fact that Hyuna still had her first kiss. Yay! Hyuna’s a lip virgin. Her and Kikwang haven’t done it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the inside, he was jumping around, doing cartwheels. On the outside, however, he remained calm and pretended that it was not a big deal. “Why not?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. I mean we just haven’t found a right time yet. I mean, we…it’s not like we’re never gonna kiss. We will… just…”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok I get it.” Junhyung said, not wanting to hear anymore about Hyuna and Kikwang’s plans to kiss. Hyuna just nodded and the tension in the van was very high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung could’ve kicked himself right now, for starting the game and for saying that phrase. Now the atmosphere is all weird and tense.&lt;br /&gt;“How about we just go to sleep?” JUnhyung suggested as Hyuna nodded. Hyuna shifted in her seat so that she was leaning against the wall of the car and went to sleep. Junhyung popped in Beast album in the music player and shifted in his seat and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OH WHY CAN’T YOU SEE? I’M STILL LOVING YOU. NAH NAH NAH BLAH BLAH OH. SAY NO NO NO NO NO!” The manager sang at the top of his lungs off tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was getting so bored at driving by himself. Junhyung and Hyuna weren’t good company. they’ve been quiet for a while. I wonder what are they doing back there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened the curtains in the van, and found Junhyung and Hyuna sleeping soundly in their seats. He smiled to himself as he watched Hyuna’s head on Junhyung’s shoulders and his arms around her. These Kids. he thought to himself as he turned his attention back to the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OK WE’RE HERE!! WAKE UP!!!” the driver yelled, waking up Junhyung. He grumbled sleepily and opened his eyes. He looked to find Hyuna on his shoulders, snoring lightly and smiled. He took his arms off of her and looked out the car window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunlight shined on Junhyung’s face, blinding him. They finally arrived at Daegu, a very nice hotel from what he can see. He gently nudged to wake Hyuna up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uh..uh..what?” Hyuna mumbled groggily.&lt;br /&gt;“Wake up sleepyhead, we’re here.” Junhyung said, smiling at her. Hyuna rubbed her eyes and covered her eyes from the blinding sun.&lt;br /&gt;“We’re here? Finally.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok guys. Ready to go?” the manger asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Hold on.” Hyuna shouted as she got her compact out of her bag to check her make up. She smoothed her hair over and popped a mint in her mouth and did the same to Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of them got out of the van and headed over to the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. Hyuna, you will be in room 2190 and Junhyung you will be in 2192. They’re connected so if you need anything Hyuna, ask Junhyung.” the manager said, handing them their room key.&lt;br /&gt;“And where will you be Hyung?”&lt;br /&gt;“You two aren’t the only one on vacation. I am too. So I will be in the Presidential suite, all by myself. Hehe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What? That’s not fair.” Hyuna whined.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh come on Hyuna, I do a lot of work. Let Oppa have this ok? Anyway, tonight is the music festival. So rest up and get ready by five. We’ll head over there around five. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be in my suite, trying the whirlpool Jacuzzi. Bye.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung and Hyuna watched as the manager walked away to his suite and sighed. That manager was really evil sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on. Let’s go to our room.” Junhyung said as he grabbed both his and Hyuna’s suitcases. They arrived at their rooms separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna plopped her suitcase down on her bed and she also plopped down on the bed face down. She was so tried and could sleep for days. Her sleep however was interrupted when there was a knock on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna walked over to the door, separating her and Junhyung’s room and opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“so what do you want to do?” Junhyung asked as he walked into Hyuna’s room.&lt;br /&gt;“MMM. Sleep.” Hyuna said as she walked over to the bed and plopped herself down again. Junhyung laughed as he did the same. Pretty soon, the two fell asleep next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way later that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa. Oppa. Hyuna Hyuna. Here.” Fans screamed and reached for their hands as Junhyung and Hyuna made their way back to their van. Finally, they entered the van, safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my god. That was so much fun.” Hyuna exclaimed as they made their way back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;“Well you guys did great out there.” the manager complimented them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finally got back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok guys. Now you guys know the rule. Don’t interrupt me and my Jacuzzi. We’re leaving at eight tomorrow night. Have fun guys!” the manager waved goodbye as he was anxious to get back to his suite and room service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“he really loves that Jacuzzi doesn’t he?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yep. He might probably take it with him when we leave. So anyway what do you want to do tonight?” Junhyung asked Hyuna as they walked back to their room. On their way they passed by a group of people in their bathing suits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Swimming.” Hyuna exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;“Swimming? With all those people?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh come on Oppa. I bet if we wait until later, there won’t be anyone.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know…”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh please Oppa.” Hyuna pouted and Junhyung finally gave in.&lt;br /&gt;“Fine. We’ll go to the pool at midnight.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yay!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna and Junhyung made their way to the pool and were happy to see it empty. Hyuna took off her towel, revealing her bikini. Junhyung tried not to look at her but he couldn’t take his eyes away from her amazing body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna ran and did a cannonball into the pool, splashing Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yah. Kim Hyuna.”&lt;br /&gt;“Come in the pool Oppa. It’s heated.” Junhyung shook his head and stood by the edge of the pool. Hyuna pouted and got out the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I swear Hyuna if you push me, you’re gonna pay.” Junhyung warned Hyuna as she walked closer to Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;“OH really? How would I pay? Huh?” Hyuna teased as she walked behind Junhyung’s back and pushed him into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed out loud as Junhyung did a belly splash into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hahah Oppa.” Hyuna teased. However Junhyung didn’t come back up for air. “Yah Oppa. Are you ok?” Hyuna yelled. Her worry grew as he wouldn’t answer back and stayed down at the bottom of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna quickly dove into the pool and pulled Junhyung to the surface. “Oppa. Oppa are you ok?” Hyuna said, shooking Junhyung awake. “Come on Junhyung, wake up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna was about to cry when Junhyung suddenly opened his eyes and went “GOTCHA!!” Hyuna gasped then her anger took over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I told you, you would pay.” Junhyung teased Hyuna, not realizing her growing anger. Suddenly Hyuna was about to get out of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;“Wait, Hyuna where are you going?” Junhyung asked but Hyuna wouldn’t answer back. “Oh come on, Hyuna I was just playing around. Come on. Don’t be mad at me.” Junhyung said, grabbing Hyuna’s hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was just a joke.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I was really worried about you Oppa. It’s not funny. I thought I…I thought you were dead.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry Hyuna.” Junhyung said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna walked out of the pool but Junhyung followed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna. You know I was just joking around. Look I’m ok. Just don’t be mad at me anymore.” Junhyung tried to calm Hyuna down. He grabbed her arms and turned her around and realized that she had tears in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What? You’re crying?” Junhyung asked, as he wiped her tears away.&lt;br /&gt;“You really scared me you know? That moment felt like forever, and you just wouldn’t come back up. I thought…I thought..” Junhyung couldn’t take it any longer and hugged her tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But I’m not. I’m alright. I’m here.” Hyuna relaxed in Junhyung’s embrace and calmed down after a while. Junhyung rubbed her back to calm her down then wiped the rest of her tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you feeling better?” Hyuna nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“ok. Then let’s go back to the pool. I want to show you my famous dive.” Junhyung said as he dragged Hyuna back to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, they played around in the pool, splashing each other, laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna’s peaceful sleep was interrupt by a loud knock on the door. She slowly got out of bed and opened the door to find the manager, looking wide awake and alert, and sleepy Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“what’s going on?” Hyuna asked sleepily.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. I was dragged out of my bed too.” Junhyung complained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You guys. This morning I was checking my emails and the news and I found this.” the manager said as he took out his laptop, opened up to a Kpop Gossip web page. Junhyung and Hyuna were confused at what the manager was freaking out about and took a closer look. Their eyes opened wide as they read the front page Headline in bold letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKING NEWS: 4MINUTE’S HYUNA AND BEAST’S YONG JUNHYUNG FOUND SECRETLY DATING AT A RESORT IN DAEGU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And underneath the headline were pictures of them by the pool last night. They were in shock as the manager scrolled over to the pictures. There were pictures of them splashing around the pool, playing around the pool and the biggest picture was of Junhyung hugging Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my god.” Hyuna said out loud, realizing what kind of trouble they were in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at Seoul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang turned on the computer and logged on to the internet. It was time to check his search ranking like he did every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please let me be in the top 50. Please.” Kikwang said as he typed his name in the search engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 43.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yes!!” Kikwang shouted to himself, giving himself a high five. He was in the top 50 and pretty soon he’ll be #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wondered who was #1 on the search engine. every time he checked it has always been Jay Park who took the number 1 spot. He went to the list of the top ten and was surprised to see the top two results: #1 Kim Hyuna and #2 Yong Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What? Why are they such a big topic?” kikwang wondered. His questions were answered as a link took him over to a gossip website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His world crashed as he read the main headline of the website. Yong Junhyung and Kim Hyuna dating? He clicked on the story and his fists balled up as he looked at the pictures of Junhyung and Hyuna by the pool. He couldn’t control his anger anymore as he saw the last picture. The picture of Junhyung holding Hyuna, wiping her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“JUST WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?” Kikwang yelled. He was gonna get to the bottom of this and he was gonna get to the bottom of this NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Chapter Fourteen. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-4340509919003969807?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/4340509919003969807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/4340509919003969807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/4340509919003969807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-14.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 14'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-2693438416756232533</id><published>2011-01-26T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:53:48.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 13 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Mblaq was walking upstairs to their dorms after finishing up their grueling schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m so tired. I just want my bed.” Mir complained.&lt;br /&gt;“Me too. I don’t even want to wash my face.” Joon said.&lt;br /&gt;“Like you ever do?” Thunder teased his hyung as Joon glared at Thunder. GO looked over at Seungho, who had been quiet the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung, you ok?” GO asked, snapping Seungho out of his daydream.&lt;br /&gt;“WHat? Oh yeah. I’m fine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the members just nodded and proceeded to the dorms. They stopped in their tracks when they saw Jiyoon sitting in front of their door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa.” Jiyoon said, standing up when she saw Seungho.&lt;br /&gt;She had been trying to call him ever since she dumped TOP but he wouldn’t answer. Now she had taken drastic measure and camped outside of his dorms, hoping that he’ll give her a chance to explain. Not having Seungho for these couple of days made her realized just how much she liked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mblaq except Seungho smiled at Jiyoon. They knew that she had been trying very hard to fix things with the leader. Just that he is so damn stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Jiyoon.” Thunder said, hoping to ease the tension.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey guys. Um. Seungho oppa, can I talk to you for a second?” Seungho just glared at Jiyoon and shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh come on. Hyung. Just talk to her.” Joon said, pushing Seungho towards Jiyoon.&lt;br /&gt;“No. I don’t want to.” Seungho said as he entered the dorm, leaving the rest of the members and Jiyoon outside. Mir and GO shook their heads at Seungho, feeling sorry about Jiyoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Noona, are you ok?” Mir asked as Jiyoon just nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I guess he’s still mad.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yea but don’t worry about. One time when Joon hyung broke his iPhone, he wouldn’t talk to Joon hyung for two weeks.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? I guess. I’m gonna go.” Jiyoon was about to leave when Mir stopped her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wait, noona. Let me take you home. It’s late.”&lt;br /&gt;“No it’s ok. You guys are tired. Just rest.”&lt;br /&gt;“No. it’s not a problem I’ll take you. Come on.” Mir said as Jiyoon nodded and followed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Inkigayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good work everyone. Good job. Good work. Thank you.” Hyuna greeted people as she made her way to her dressing room. Seems like greeting people was harder than performing onstage itself. She finally found refuge in her dressing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat down on the couch and thought about the music festival coming up. The one where she would be with Junhyung alone for two days, by themselves. She hasn’t told Kikwang about the trip yet, knowing that he wouldn’t like it. Her thoughts were interrupted as Junhyung entered the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey oppa.”&lt;br /&gt;“Good job today.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? I thought I was out of breath. People have been complaining that my voice has been breathy.” Hyuna said as her face fell when thinking about her haters.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t listen to them. You did awesome. It’s a hard song to sing, especially when you’re dancing like you do.” Junhyung said, trying to lift Hyuna’s spirit.&lt;br /&gt;“ANd how exactly do I dance?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Amazing.” Junhyung answered in one word. Hyuna smiled at the compliment and was taken aback by how much admiration was in his voice. “So are you ready for the trip?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. not yet. I haven’t even packed yet. I need to bring like ton of clothes and shoes.”&lt;br /&gt;“whoa whoa relax Hyuna. It’s only gonna be for two days.”&lt;br /&gt;“look who’s speaking. You’re probably gonna pack more than me. Mr. Fashionista.”&lt;br /&gt;“You know I got to look good.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They laughed at their comments. The manager entered the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey guys. Good job today.” THe manger said as Junhyung and Hyuna beamed.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks.”&lt;br /&gt;“Are you guys excited for the trip?” they looked at each other awkwardly and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Great. We leave early tomorrow morning and we’ll come back in two days. Get some rest tonight.” The manger said as he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you want to grab dinner?” Junhyung asked as he packed his items.&lt;br /&gt;“Um. I can’t. I have plans with…”&lt;br /&gt;“Kikwang?” Hyuna nodded. “You know you don’t have to be afraid to say his name Hyuna.”&lt;br /&gt;“I know. It’s just. I don’t want to…never mind.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know. “ Junhyung said, understanding Hyuna’s intention. She didn’t want to hurt him by mentioning and reminding him of the fact that she’s dating Kikwang. “So why are you going to dinner with him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um, he wanted to celebrate my solo debut. We never got a chance to. Also I need to tell him about the Daegu trip.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wait. He doesn’t know about it?” Hyuna shook her head. “Well I’m sure it’ll be alright. It’s just for work rite?” JUnhyung asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yeah. It’s just for work anyway.” Hyuna kept reminding herself. “Anyway, sorry Oppa. I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” Hyuna said as Junhyung hugged her goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of 4minute dorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well here we are. Thanks for walking me home.” Jiyoon said to Mir who was just standing there.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh you’re welcome.” Jiyoon waited for Mir to leave but he just stood there.&lt;br /&gt;“Um, thank you. As you can see, I’m home now, safe and sound.” Jiyoon hoped that Mir would get the clue that it was his cue to leave but it didn’t work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um, are you waiting for something?” Jiyoon asked Mir.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Yeah. I was wondering if I can talk to Sohyun…for a minute?” Mir asked as he blushed. Jiyoon finally got the hint and realized that the only reason why Mir offered to walk her home was so he can see Sohyun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yah. Did you use me?” Mir’s eyes opened wide as he shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;“NO!! No. I mean I wanted to make sure you were safe. I also wanted to see Sohyun. So I figured why not kill two birds with one stone.” Mir grinned. Jiyoon rolled her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;“Hold on. I’ll go get her.” Jiyoon said as she entered the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks noona. Oh by the way. Don’t give up on Seungho oppa. He’ll come around soon. I think he likes you too much to stay mad forever.” Jiyoon smiled and went to get Sohyun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, Sohyun came out wearing her bunny pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mir oppa?” Sohyun said, surprised to see Mir standing there. “What are you doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;“Um…I just walked Jiyoon noona home.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Thanks for keeping her safe.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure..but that’s not the only reason why I came.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh really? Why else?”&lt;br /&gt;“Umm…um…I was just wondering…if you maybe wanted to I don’t know go to the amusement park with me sometimes?” Mir asked nervously, jumping in place. Sohyun was taken aback but her shock quickly turned into happiness.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. I would love to.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? Great. How about tomorrow? I’ll come pick you up?”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. Great. See you tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;“Tomorrow. Ok. Um. Bye. Sweet dreams.” Mir said as he left the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sohyun smiled to herself as she watched Mir leave.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry. I will.” Sohyun said to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“did you see the performance today?” Hyuna asked Kikwang as they were sitting in a sushi restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;“No I didn’t. I didn’t get a chance too cause they wanted me to refilm some of my scene.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wanted to see it though. I know you did great.” Kikwang said as Hyuna smiled. It was great seeing Kikwang. Lately, he has been so busy with his new filming schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So what other schedule do you have Hyuna?” Kikwang asked as he looked around the secluded restaurant. They were in a dark restaurant with little to no customers, making it an ideal place for idols to go on secret dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna smiled nervously at Kikwang’s question. Now is the time to tell him that she’ll be in Daegu with Junhyung for two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um. I’ll going to the Daegu music festival and I‘ll be there for two days.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh really? Wait, with 4minute or just you?”&lt;br /&gt;“4minute isn’t going. It’s just me…..and Junhyung oppa.” Kikwang almost choked on his drink at Hyuna’s answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wait, so it’ll be just you and Junhyung? For two days? In Daegu?” Hyuna nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“That’s…” Kikwang was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa, you have nothing to worry ab…” Kikwang nodded at Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;“I know, I know. I trust you.” Kikwang said, trying to get his jealously under control. He jut kept reminding himself that Junhyung and Hyuna are just friends, just friends and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up to see Hyuna’s pleading eyes and his worry melted in an instant. He smiled at her.&lt;br /&gt;“I trust you. You’ll do great at the festival.” Hyuna smiled at Kikwang’s answer. He was seriously the mot understanding boyfriend in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can you come down to Daegu?” Hyuna asked Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;“I wish I can but I’ll be busy with High Kick filming.” Kikwang answered regretfully, while despising his new busy schedule.&lt;br /&gt;“Aw.”&lt;br /&gt;“but don’t worry and have fun Hyuna.”&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks oppa.” Hyuna smiled genuiley at Kikwang and finished their dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Beast dorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Kikwang entered the room he shared with Junhyung, Yoseob and Dongwoon, he tried to not think about Hyuna’s vacation with Junhyung. Even though he tried not to act jealous, he was jealous and worried. Worried about the two days that Hyuna and Junhyung were gonna spend together. Hoping that her feelings for Kikwang wouldn’t be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung stirred in his sleep and woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Hyung.” Kikwang greeted as Junhyung rubbed his tummy.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey. You’re back?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“HOw was you night?”&lt;br /&gt;“It was fine. Um I heard about Daegu festival. Seems like you two have a mini vacation huh?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. It was the manager’s idea.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh I know. Hyuna explained everything to me. Hyung, I trust you.” Junhyung nodded at Kikwang’s confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna, I trust you and I trust Hyuna. But can you do me something?” Junhyung nodded at Kikwang’s request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“sure. Whatever.”&lt;br /&gt;“Can you take care of Hyuna? Make sure she drinks a lot of water. that she gets a lot of rest. just.... Just take care of my girlfriend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung nodded. “Don’t worry. From now I’ll take care of Hyuna.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Chapter Thirteen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-2693438416756232533?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/2693438416756232533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2693438416756232533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2693438416756232533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-13.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 13'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-8444240760509684166</id><published>2011-01-26T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T23:22:01.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here’s Chapter 12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“GOOD JOB!! YOU WERE GREAT!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and applause greeted Hyuna as she stepped off the stage. After resting for a couple of days, she just had her first solo debut for Change. She felt great. She made some mistakes here and there but she was please with the overall performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna!” Kikwang ran over to Hyuna and hugged her. Hyuna genuinely smiled back as Kikwang lifted her off the ground and spun her around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You did great!” Kikwang encouraged his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks Kikwang.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 4minute members came and hugged the soloist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WOW! Unnie. You were so hot up there.” Sohyun said, amazed at Hyuna’s charisma.&lt;br /&gt;“Yea. All that pelvic thrusting and all.” Jiyoon commented as Jihyun and Gayoon laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks. Haha. All that pelvic thrusting hurts.”&lt;br /&gt;“I bet.” Gayoon said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So we need to celebrate this day!” the leader said.&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go out for dinner.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, Sohyun. How about I make you guys dinner. I want to make a special dinner for Hyuna’s debut.” Kikwang suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The members were hesistant about the suggestion. They loved Kikwang to death but they knew that Kikwang wasn’t the best cook. In fact, he could be the worst cook in the world. They once tasted Kikwang’s version of Chicken Alfredo and let’s just say it ended with the maknae Sohyun in the hospital for stomach poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna. Good job.” Her manager interrupted the girls and Kikwang.&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you. I was so nervous I was shaking.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well you did great. You really impressed a lot of people.” Hyuna giggled at the compliment. “Just don’t overwork yourself huh.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So where’s your stage partner anyway?” the manger asked. Hyuna looked around for Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He’s in the green room. He went in there to rest.” Kikwang answered.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh really? Anway I need to talk to you two about your schedule so say goodbye to them.” The manager told Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye Hyuna. See you later.” the members said goodbye and Kikwang just waved at her, not wanting to show any PDA in front of the manager. Hyuna smiled back and left with the manager, in search for Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikwang turned to 4minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So anybody up for my famous Chicken Alfredo?” Sohyun’s face turned green at the painful memory of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um. Since Hyuna won’t be there how about we celebrate another time.” Jihyun said, hoping that she wouldn’t have to suffer throught Kikwang’s cooking.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I’ll even make the reservations to a restaurant and I’ll even pay for it.“ Gayoon said and the girls quickly left before Kikwang can object. Kikwang watched the girls leave in a hurry and just shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Green Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna entered the Green Room and saw Junhyung sleeping on the couch, snoring slightly. The manger was outside in the hallway, talking on the phone and told Hyuna to go in first. She stepped closer to sleeping Junhyung and smiled to herself. The usually intimdating looking rapper actually looked like a little boy when he’s sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna reached out and stroked his hair which was all in spikes and Junhyung stirred in his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna!” The manger suddenly entered the room, scaring Hyuna and shook Junhyung awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“HUH? WHA??” Junhyung woke up confused. He wiped his eyes and found blushing Hyuna and the manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Junhyung, had a nice nap?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Manager-nim.”&lt;br /&gt;“Good. Anyway I just talked to President Lee about the song promotion. I just booked you guys for the Music Festival in Daegu.” Hyuna and Junhyung nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“it’s in three days and since it is sort of a long drive, the President figured to give you guys a mini vacation.”&lt;br /&gt;“Huh?”&lt;br /&gt;“A very small vacation. The President knows about the incident with you Hyuna. He wants you to just relax. So you guys will be staying overnight at Daegu after the concert.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“By ourselves? Just the two of us?” Junhyung asked, shocked at the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yea. What’s the problem? I thought you guys will be happy. Anyway, that’s the schedule for the next three day. Tomorrow is Inkigayo and the next day is Daegu Festival. Ok?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna and Junhyung nodded and tried to smile. Inside they were feeling a mixed of emotions. They were going to be somewhere alone overnight, just the two of them. Talk about awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyung I don’t want to.” Yoseob yelled loudly to Doojoon who was dragging Yoseob into an All Vegeterian Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;“Come on Seobie!! You need to eat healthier. Just come in and suck it up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob pouted and entered the restaurant. He immediately spotted Jihyun and a strange girl sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OH oh. What a weird coincidence. Jihyun’s here.” Doojoon said, not sounding surprised at all.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Oppa. So weird to see you here.” Yoseob rolled his eyes at the couple, knowing what their true intention was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Yoseob.” Jihyun said as Yoseob smiled back.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Yoseob, this is Kia. She’s my friend from school.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Kia.”&lt;br /&gt;“hi.” Kia greeted back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh My GOD.” Doojoon suddenly exclaimed. “Jihyun-ya, we forgot about that thing.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my god. We totally did.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What thing?” Yoseob asked, supscious at the couple.&lt;br /&gt;“We have this really big important thing we need to go to.” Doojoon tried to explain.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. It’s really important. I can’t believe we almost forgot. I’m sorry Kia but I have to go.” Jihyun apologized.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh don’t worry. We can just leave.” Kia said as she gathered her things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No need. We just got here. Hey Yoseob, why don’t you stay with Kia?”&lt;br /&gt;“Good idea. Just eat together.” Doojoon suggested. Yoseob was growing angry at the sad attempt by the two to set him up on a blind date. He didn’t want to go on a date and if he did, he could get a damn date by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No I’m sure Yoseob got something better to do.” Kia offered but Doojoon pushed Yoseob and seated him to the chair.&lt;br /&gt;“No, Yoseob doesn’t have any plan does he? Here. Have fun you two.” Doojoon smirked and winked at Yoseob. He grabbed Jihyun’s hands as they made a run for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob looked at his blind date across the table. She was pretty but Yoseob was too busy being angry at Doojoon and Jihyun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So shall we order?” Kia asked as Yoseob nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Minutes later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“MMMMM. So good. Yum.” Kia said as she chomped on her tofu salad and celery. Yoseob tried his best to swallow his veggie burger and keep his food down. But it wasn’t an easy task since Kia doesn’t know how to close her mouth when she eats, giving Yoseob full view of her chewed up celery and boiled egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So anyway, after he dumped me on my birthday, I broke into his house. I mean what else can I do right? Hehehe.” Kia continued her long life story. Yoseob chuckled uncomfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“YEP. That bastard sure learned his lesson. Don’t mess with Kia or else you’ll get a bed of hair in the morning. Hahaha Haha.” Kia said. Yoseob tried to smile on the outside but inside he was feeling scared, very scared at the crazy girl sitting in front of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is gonna kill Doojoon with his bare hands when he sees him. Jihyun too. Yoseob decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob walked into the dark hallways of Cube Entertainment, drained from his blind date. That Kia was one crazy woman and it took Yoseob two hours to get rid of her. But he finally did and he prayed to God that she won’t be pissed off and he’ll find a bed of hair in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was just angry and hurt at Doojoon and Jihyun. Did they think that he was lonely or something? Maybe they just wanted him off their back. Yoseob sighed to himself. He knew he was hanging around Doojoon too much and he guessed that he was kind of lonely. But he didn’t need them to set him up on a blind date, especially with a girl with that much issues as Kia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rounded the corner of the hallway when he suddenly heard the most beautiful voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wantna miss a thing.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I dream of you, the sweetest dream will never do.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’d miss you baby, and I don’t wanna miss a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile made its way onto Yoseob’s face as he recognized the owner of the voice. Gayoon. He followed the voice and smiled to himself as he found Gayoon singing in the recording room by herself. She didn’t notice him though as she was too absorbed into the song. Yoseob admired her talent and her passion and was in awed of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayoon finished the song and took off her headphone. She finally noticed him and was surprised. Yoseob smiled at her and she smiled back. Yoseob signaled for her to open the door to the studio and she stepped closer to opened the door for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks.” Yoseob said.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. What are you doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;“Me? I should ask you the same thing. What are you doing here all by yourself?’&lt;br /&gt;“I couldn’t sleep. I just wanted to come down and sing.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you still haven’t answered my question.”&lt;br /&gt;“What question?” Yoseob played dumb.&lt;br /&gt;“What are you doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob sighed to himself as he told Gayoon about his horror of a date. Gayoon gasped and laughed at his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WOw does Jihyun know how to pick them or what?” Gayoon teased Yoseob. Yoseob found himself laughing at the incident for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well she did pick Doojoon so..” Yoseob teased. Gayoon laughed out loud.&lt;br /&gt;“Wow. You’re right Seobie.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So how come you’re not with Hyungseung?”&lt;br /&gt;“Who said I have to be with him all the time?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. I just thought you’d be with him tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;“No. I just wanted to be alone tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, then do you want me to leave?” Gayoon shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;“No. I’m actually glad that you’re here.” Yoseob smiled at her response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So good job on the song.” Yoseob said as Gayoon blushed. “You have the best voice I’d ever heard.”&lt;br /&gt;“Stop. I don’t.”&lt;br /&gt;“No I’m serious. It’s the best. Because whenever I watch you sing, I can see how much you love singing and I can see how much you love music. That makes it the best.”&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks Yoseob.” Gayoon smiled at Yoseob, seeing him in a whole new light that she never saw before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“wanna make a duet?” Yoseob suddenly asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Huh?”&lt;br /&gt;“Come on. Let’s sing a song together.” Gayoon nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“Ok what song?”&lt;br /&gt;“um how about a classic? A Whole New World.” Yoseob suggested his favorite childhood song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really? Aladdin?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey It’s my favorite.” Yoseob answered. Gayoon nodded as they both grabbed the headphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could show you the world.&lt;br /&gt;Shining shimmering splendid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob started the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me Princess&lt;br /&gt;When did you last let your heart decide?&lt;br /&gt;I can open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Take you wonder by wonder&lt;br /&gt;Over sideway and under&lt;br /&gt;On this magic carpet ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayoon sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new fantastic point of view&lt;br /&gt;No one to tell us no&lt;br /&gt;Where to go&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am in the whole new world with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time Gayoon was singing, she couldn’t help but feel the words. She really felt like she was in the whole new world, seeing Yoseob in a whole new light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And we’ll have ice cream for dessert.” Junhyung said, as he handed the menu back to the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. But first, can I get your picture?” Junhyung and Hyuna smiled and posed for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waitress happily took a picture of them and giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow. Thanks Oppa. Thanks Hyuna-ssi. Wow you guys make a cute couple.” the waitress said as she grabbed the menu and left for the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna smiled at Junhyung. It was Junhyung’s idea to go out for dinner. To celebrate the solo debut as he put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung suddenly yawned and Hyuna giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tired much?”&lt;br /&gt;“Not really.” Junhyung replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How about we skip dinner and go straight for the ice-cream? Then it’ll be a real celebration.” Junhyung smiled at that and called the waitress over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Oppa. How can I help you?”&lt;br /&gt;“We want to cancel our dinner order.” Junhyung said.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh are you leaving?” the waitress asked disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” Hyuna replied.” We want the biggest ice cream sundae you guys have.”&lt;br /&gt;“Make it two.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waitress let out a sigh of relief and nodded then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna laughed in excitement for her sundae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“wow. It’s been a long time since we got ice cream together.” Hyuna said. Junhyung smiled inside at the fact that Hyuna still remembered their silly tradition after all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. It’s not really that date but who cares right?” Junhyung replied.&lt;br /&gt;“I do. That tradition might be weird and silly but it’s important to me.” Junhyung’s voice got caught in his throat from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Even though I’m with Kikwang oppa now, I want to be like before.” Hyuna said.&lt;br /&gt;“Me too.” Junhyung honestly replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then how about we go back? We’ll let all this go and go back to being best friends?” Hyuna suggested. Junhyung thought about the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can he really go back to being that close with Hyuna? He shared something amazing with Hyuna before she started dating Kikwang. They were extremely close and caring toward one another.&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung remembered all the time he wanted to ask Hyuna out but held back to not ruin their friendship. Those times hurt but even though he has been hurt a lot, he can’t remember a bad time when he’s with Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at Hyuna’s expectant eyes, waiting for his answer. Junhyung then thought to himself about how much he missed Hyuna, missed seeing her everyday, listening to her immature jokes, listening to her whine, listening to her laugh. That’s when he decided that having Hyuna who’s dating Kikwang and being her friend only was better than having no Hyuna at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. Why not.” Junhyung replied coolly as Hyuna smiled widely.&lt;br /&gt;“Good.” Hyuna answered seriously. “Then you’re paying for this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung smirked at her last comment. Their ice cream sundaes finally arrived and they both talked all night, getting back into the groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night when Hyuna slipped into bed, she felt happy in a long time. She was slowly fixing her broken friendship with Junhyung. She missed him so much and now for the first time in a long time, she felt happy. Tonight was the first time since their conversation at the park that she felt at ease with Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still hurt her that she’s dating Kikwang and not Junhyung but each day spent with Kikwang was slowly helping her. She’s not sure if she’ll ever be over Junhyung but Kikwang was amazing to her. That night she drifted off to sleep easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayoon on the other hand, tossed and turned all night thinking about her encounter with Yoseob. Jihyun was trying her best to sleep but was too worried about what Yoseob might do to her. Sohyun on the other hand was sleeping soundly, safe and secure and far away from Kikwang’s Chicken Alfredo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Chapter Twelve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-8444240760509684166?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/8444240760509684166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/8444240760509684166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/8444240760509684166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-12.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 12'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-6082637129334135519</id><published>2011-01-26T00:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:52:58.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Its been quite a long time since I posted this fanfic huh. Dont worry, got 9 chapter more to go.kekeke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 11:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hospital room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light snores and monitor beeps was the soundtrack of the small hospital room. The sunlight from the window hit Junhyung’s face and stirred him lightly awake. He wiped his eyes as he tried to remember where he was. He looked up to see Hyuna sleeping in the bed and memories of last night hit him like a ton of bricks. Him and Hyuna practicing…Him finding Hyuna passed out…him rushing her to the hospital…him falling asleep besides her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyuna still hasn’t woken up yet. Probably from the sleeping pills that the doctor gave her. Junhyung just sat there, watching Hyuna sleep for a while. After a while, he got up and got a drink of water and then remembered to check his phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 missed calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! I must have slept through those calls. Serve them right for not answering their phone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he checked the list, most of the calls were from Kikwang, a few messages from 4minute asking if he knew where Hyuna was. He considered not answering them back, teaching them a lesson to always answer their damn phone but he didn’t want to be that cruel. He texted Jihyun about Hyuna and he did the same to Doojon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat back down next to Hyuna, waiting for her to wake up. Hyuna began to stir in her bed and her eyes fluttered open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey. You’re awake.” Junhyung smiled at Hyuna, who looked confused as hell.&lt;br /&gt;“Where..”&lt;br /&gt;“You’re in the hospital. You fainted after practice last night and I brought you here. Didn’t I tell you to eat something and take care of yourself? If you’re tired then take a rest. Do you know how worried I was when I found you on the floor?” JUnhyung’s nagging side came out again and Hyuna couldn’t help but smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm, Junmama. I just woke up. Stop nagging me.” Hyuna whined. Junhyung got her a glass of water and Hyuna took a sip, coughing as the water went down her dry throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Careful. Here.” Junhyung helped her drink the water. “SO are you feeling better?”&lt;br /&gt;“A little. I passed out?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yea. Doctor said it’s cause of exhaustion. You need to rest.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ahh. Ok.” Hyuna’s eyes suddenly opened wide in realization. “OH MY GOD!!! DOES EVERYBODY KNOW?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I tried to call the members but they didn’t pick up their phone. I called Kikwang.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Where is he?” Hyuna asked, expecting to see Kikwang close by.&lt;br /&gt;“He’s filming right now. He said that he’ll come today.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.” Hyuna’s face dropped. Junhyung noticed her sad face.&lt;br /&gt;“HE was really worried tho. He really wanted to come but he couldn’t.” Junhyung tried to cheer Hyuna up.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Yea. I know. I know he would come if he could. Beside I’m ok.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OH MY GOD!!! YOU DIDN”T CALL MY PARENTS RIGHT?” Hyuna asked scared. Junhyung shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;“OK. I don’t want them to know about this.”&lt;br /&gt;“I knew you wouldn’t.” Junhyung knew the history of Hyuna. Hyuna wasn’t the healthiest person around and he knew that if her parents found out about this, they would make her withdraw again. He didn’t want that and Hyuna didn’t want that so he figured it was best to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“President thought that it would be better if this accident was kept secret.” Junhyung explained.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks. For everything. For bringing me to the hospital, for not telling my parents. I don’t want them to worry and make me withdraw again.”&lt;br /&gt;“I know. I don’t want you to go anywhere either.” they stared at each other. “so are you hungry?” Junhyung asked, trying to break the stare. Hyuna nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m starving.” Hyuna answered, her stomach grumbling.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll go get something to eat. What do you want?”&lt;br /&gt;“I want pizza. A large pizza with cheese and pepporini and sausages and…”&lt;br /&gt;“You’re still in the hospital. No pizza for you. How about some noodles?” Hyuna rolled her eyes at Junhyung’s mom side. Who knew a bad boy like Junhyung could be so naggy. Hyuna pouted and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll be back.” Junhyung smiled and kissed Hyuna’s forehead, shocking both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um..”&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll be back.” Junhyung just quickly replied and left the room. Hyuna sat in her bed, taking it all in. she didn’t remember passing out. She just remember being really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn’t expecting to find Junhyung when she woke up. She figured if anyone was gonna stay beside her, it would be Kikwang, just like in all those movies she watched. But it was Junhyung, not Kikwang. he must be really tired. Hyuna thought to herself as she remembered seeing Junhyung’s dark eye circles. Where the hell are my members anyway? she asked herself as she pouted about the lack of her members. Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. She looked up to see something she expected to see a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey. You’re here.” Hyuna smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Noodle Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Um, yea. Can I get the noodle soup with chicken. I don’t want it spicy. And can you put extra chicken in there Ahjumma? My friend really need the energy. Oh, yeah she doesn’t really like green onion so no green onion.” Junhyung ordered as the Ahjumma smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“Must be for your girlfriend huh?” Ahjumma smiled knowingly as Junhyung blushed.&lt;br /&gt;“No. She’s just a friend.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Ok. I’ll be right back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung nodded and took a seat, waiting for his order. His thought wandered back to the kiss before he left. He could kill himself for doing it but at the moment, it felt natural. it must be cause of relief that she’s ok.Junhyung reasoned to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. Here you go. Chicken Noodle Soup with extra chicken. I also put in some dumplings in there too for you friend.” the shopowner said as she winked. Junhyung smiled and left, heading back to the hospital with hot noodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he got off the elevator heading back to Hyuna’s room, he couldn’t help but let himself think that he’s actually her boyfriend. Him a boyfriend, taking care of his girlfriend while she’s sick. He smiled to himself but his smile quickly disappeared as he arrived in front of Hyuna’s hospital room and looked in the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside Hyuna’s room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yum.” Hyuna said as she took another sip. “THanks Kikwang oppa. I was starving.” Kikwang smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“You’re welcome! I’m glad you liked it. I ordered it special for you.” Hyuna smiled at Kikwang’s sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna-yah. I’m really sorry that I couldn’t be here last night.” Kikwang said. “I really wanted to be here but I couldn’t leave the shooting.”&lt;br /&gt;“DOn’t worry about it Oppa. I know that Oppa is really popular now.” Hyuna teased as Kikwang kissed her forehead. Hyuna suddenly flashback to Junhyung’s kiss and her smile disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong?” Kikwang asked, noticing Hyuna’s change in behavior.&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing. I’m just kind of tired.” Kikwang nodded as he sat down beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung stood there, watching the scene while holding his soup for Hyuna tightly in his hand. He knew he shouldn’t be surprised seeing Kikwang there but for some reason, he couldn’t help but feel angry that Kikwang was there, feeding Hyuna soup. After standing outside the window for a while, he finally knocked and went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, Kikwang. You’re here.” Kikwang stood up and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“Yea. Thanks for taking care of Hyuna for me Hyung.” Junhyung nodded.&lt;br /&gt;“No problem.” Hyuna noticed the food that Junhyung had and couldn’t help but feel bad as she looked at his sad facial expression.&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa. What’s that?”&lt;br /&gt;“Um, just chicken soup. But since Kikwang brought you food already, I’ll just get rid of it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, no. don’t. I’m still hungry. Gimme.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, you’re still hungry?” Kikwang’s eyes opened wide as his girlfriend’s eating behavior. Hyuna stuck her tongue out and went to town on Junhyung’s chicken soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WOW, this is so good. So many chicken in here.” Hyuna said as she slurped another bite of noodles. Both Junhyung and Kikwang couldn’t help but smile at the childish behavior of Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hours later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Junhyung arrived back to his dorm, all he wanted to do was to take a shower and hit the sheets. His plans were ruined however as soon as he opened the door and was met with eight worried and curious faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“HOW IS HYUNA?”&lt;br /&gt;“Why are you finally back?”&lt;br /&gt;“Where is Hyuna?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions bombarded Junhyung as soon as he entered the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hyuna’s fine now. She was just tired. Thanks for visiting her anyway.” Junhyung said sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt;“Yah, don’t talk to your leader that way.” Doojoon retorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We were worried sick about Hyuna but the President told us to keep it a secret.” Jihyun explained.&lt;br /&gt;“yea and we figured that having both 4Minute and B2s visit the hospital would be too obvious that something’s wrong.” Gayoon retorted back to Junhyung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever.” Junhyung said, heading back to his room.&lt;br /&gt;“Wait, oppa. Is Hyuna by herself right now?” Sohyun asked, worried about Hyuna.&lt;br /&gt;“No, Kikwang is there with her right now. I’m going to shower then to bed. See you guys.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The members all let out a sigh of relief then went on their separate way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So Doojoon, what are we gonna do now?” Yoseob asked Doojoon who was holding Jihyun’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;“Um, we were gonna go eat something.” Doojoon answered.&lt;br /&gt;“Great. I’m hungry. Let’s go.”&lt;br /&gt;“Um, no. we were gonna go alone.” Doojoon said.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, I see. You’re just gonna leave me alone huh?” Yoseob pouted, making Doojoon feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on Man. We want some alone time. You understand right?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I guess.”&lt;br /&gt;“Great. You’ll feel the same when you have your own girlfriend.”&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever.” Yoseob pouted and retreated to his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you ok Doojoon?” Jihyun asked.&lt;br /&gt;“I feel bad. Yoseob seemed lonely.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I guess. Maybe he just needs someone.”&lt;br /&gt;“yeah. But he said he doesn’t want to meet anyone.”&lt;br /&gt;“maybe it’s cause he doesn’t have anyone special yet. What if we set him up with someone?” Jihyun advised Doojoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. That’s great. Then he’ll get someone and we’ll be alone. Do you have anyone?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yep. I know some girls that are perfect for Yoseob. But how are you gonna convice Yoseob to go out on the dates?”&lt;br /&gt;“Um..you’re right. How about this? I’ll just lie to him. Hehe. Yoseob, it’s time for you to get a girlfriend.” Doojoon smirked as Jihyun grabbed his hands and left the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;End of Chapter Eleven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-6082637129334135519?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/6082637129334135519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/6082637129334135519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/6082637129334135519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-11.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 11'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-8099943545347737467</id><published>2011-01-25T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:55:54.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year~</title><content type='html'>Huit, lame giler tak update blog. ni entry pertama tahun 2011. So, Happy New Year~ Hotak hang!! Dah nak sebulan pon new year nye..hahaha Ade aku kesah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sungguh malas nak menulis actually. Sbb tu lame tak update. Bkn sbb busy sgt pon. Tp mcm2 dah jadi dlm sebln dua ni. Nak cerita hari2 mmg tak sempat la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Btw, Alhamdulillah beberapa resolusi tahun lepas tlh berjaya dilaksanakan dgn suksesnya. Walaupun bukan semua, tp ok la kot. More than half sukses! Tahniah2 kpd diri sendiri.hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Erm..resolusi tahun ni? Resolusi tahun lepas yg tak berjaya tu, akan ku bawa ke tahun ini.kekeke. Tp 1st skali, nak beli kereta. Kereta murah pon ok la asalkan atas nama sendiri. InsyaALLAH tak lame lg kot. Doakan ye!hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-8099943545347737467?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/8099943545347737467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/8099943545347737467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/8099943545347737467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year~'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-853027678044490034</id><published>2010-11-30T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:04:08.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chapter Ten: Closer Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Outside of 4minute dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;When Top finally let Jiyoon go, she glanced over at Seungho who had a mixture of confusion and pure anger on his face. She gulped as she braced herself for the inevitable fight and tears that are coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Jiyoon.” Seungho grinded out, lowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Who the hell is this?” Top asked, confused by this boy who was standing next to Jiyoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“This is Seungho-oppa.” Jiyoon answered softly, scared to meet Seungho’s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oh this is your brother? I didn’t know you had a brother. Hey, I’m Top. I’m sure you know me. Your sister is an awesome chick. I really like her. ” Top said as he offered his hand for a greeting but was met with Seungho’s glare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m not her brother.” Seungho answered lowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oh, then you must be her friend.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“No, we’re nothing. We never were and we never will be.” Seungho answered then left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Seungho oppa!” Jiyoon called out but Seungho didn’t answer back and he walked away from Jiyoon and Top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Jiyoon. What the hell is up with that?” Top asked confused about the whole situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What are you doing here?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Didn’t you get my text Jiyoon? I told you I was coming back and that we should meet. We haven’t seen each other in a while and I missed you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa. We need to talk.” Jiyoon said, as Top’s expression changed from good to sad in a flat second. Jiyoon looked over at where Seungho left and she couldn’t help but feel like she made a huge mistake, letting him walk away. Now she doesn’t know if he’ll ever forgive her. ‘But first thing first.’ she thought to herself as she got ready to start her conversation with Top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;In Mr. Lee’s office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Did you wanted to see me President?” Kikwang asked nervously as he sat down in front of the President. It was scary being called by yourself into President’s office when you’re part of a group. If your whole group is there, then if the President yells at you, you’re not the only one that has to take it. Kikwang was scared as heck about this impromptu meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yes. Sit down Kikwang.” Kikwang gulped, anticipating President’s next words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I have good news for you.” Kikwang sighed a breath of relief and smile. “You know you’re becoming more and more popular. Now I have offers coming in left and right for you to star in a drama.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Really? ME?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yes. And High Kick through the Roof people call. They are going to expand your role and make you one of the main lead with better storyline.” Kikwang couldn’t contain his smile at that. He had been working very hard so that people will like his acting and his role. Now he feels like it had finally paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Of course, you know that it would mean less promotion time with Beast. But since you guys just finished Mystery and are on a break, this is a great time for you. You have nothing else holding you back right?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Kikwang’s smile vanished at that. Hyuna! he thought. He had just started going out with Hyuna and wanted to spend all of his free time with her. But with the new activities, he won’t be able to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“This is a special opportunity Kikwang and I’m sure you know.” Kikwang nodded. “I already told the people that you’ll do it. That’s fine right?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Kikwang wanted to nod at the president but he felt like if he did, he would be abandoning Hyuna. He won’t be there to take care of her as much, start silly traditions with her. He sighed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Can I think about it Mr. Lee?” Mr. Lee seemed shock with Kikwang’s reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Really? I thought you would say yes right away.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Normally I would but I just need to think about this.” Mr. Lee nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Fine. I guess. Kikwang you can think about it but remember don’t keep me waiting for too long.” Kikwang nodded and left the President’s office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Back over at the Dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“WHO?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Seungho! He’s the leader of MBLAQ!” Jiyoon explained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“M-what” Top was so confused. What the hell is MBLAQ? I must have been in Japan for too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“It’s a new group by Rain. Anyway forget about that. That person was Seungho.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What is he to you?” Jiyoon didn’t know how to answer that. She thought over what exactly was Seungho to her. They weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend. They never made it official. They were just beginning to see each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“He’s a friend.” Jiyoon finally replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Just a friend?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I…I don’t know.” Top’s eyes glared at Jiyoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Then tell me this Jiyoon. What am I to you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I…I don’t know either.” Top scoffed at her answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“This is really…this is just. This is just freaking great! Here I am, fresh off the plane after being away for months. And the first person that I come to see is you and now you’re here telling me that you don’t know what I am to you. Not only that, you’ve been seeing some guy from a band that I’ve never heard of!” Top vented his frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Say who you want. Do you want me or him?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Over at Cube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So what did he want to see you for?” Beast members gathered around Kikwang. They were afraid for him when the President wanted to see Kikwang only. They were hoping that the President won’t change his mind about putting Kikwang into Beast and promote him as A.J again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Don’t worry. He just said that there have been offers coming in for me to be in a drama.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“THat’s Great!!” Doojoon exclaimed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Lucky!” Dongwoon pouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So what did you say?” Hyunseung asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What do you think he said. Of course he said yes right away. Right?” Doojoon asked but Kikwang shook his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I said I need to think about it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“WHy?” Junhyung was confused. Kikwang was so eager to see Beast name out there more and this seem like such a good opportunity to do so. Why was he hesitating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Cause of Hyuna.” the members finally came to realization why Kikwang was so hesistant to take the new roles. It was cause he didn’t want to spend time away from Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung nodded at Kikwang’s answer, understanding more than any other members as to why Kikwang don’t want to have such a busy schedule. If he was dating Hyuna, he wouldn’t want to be away from her either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Kikwang-ya. This is your dream coming true.” Doojoon said. “I remember when we used to have those bunkbed and you telling us in the dark about how you wish people would see you as more than A.J. now you have the chance to do that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Kikwang nodded. “ I remember. And I want to do the roles. I really do. But I just don’t want to have so little time with Hyuna. You know with dramas promotions, it is long hours on set, traveling to promote it. And they also want me to be a more lead character on High Kick. That’s even more hours. Who’s gonna take care of Hyuna?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I will.” Junhyung answered boldy, earning shock glances from Hyungseung and Doojoon. “Hyuna doesn’t need anyone to take care of her. But if she does, we’ll be there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung tried to reassure Kikwang. Kikwang smiled and said, “Ok then. I’ll go tell President that I’ll take the roles.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;The boys cheered loudly as they were excited for Kikwang’s new activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Back over at the dorms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“so who’s it gonna be? Me or Seungho?” Jiyoon tried to reason the pro and cons of each boy. Top was standing in front of her and Seungho had walked away from her. Jiyoon knows that there is a big chance that even if she were to choose Seungho, he wouldn’t forgive her. Top, on the other hand, was a sure bet. As she looked into his eyes, she could see his anger slowly going away. She knew that if she apologized and choose him, she could have him. The only problem was that she didn’t want him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I choose Seungho. Sorry oppa.” She wanted Seungho and that was her final choice! Top scoffed. He was shock for a second. He finally snapped out of his state and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Jiyoon sighed. This was so not how she saw her day going. But now that she was up front with Top, she felt so much better. She finally chose one person and that person was Seungho. She smiled to herself but her smile soon faded as she realized that Seungho was pissed, make that very very very pissed off at her and she needed to apologize and explain things ASAP if she wanted him back. She took out her cellphone and called Seungo as she made her way over to MBLAQ dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;A few days later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;In Cube’s Dance Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Change change change change change!” The speaker boomed as Hyuna waited for Junhyung to come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Let’s go let’s go. Let’s moving!” Junhyung started his rap as he walked over to Hyuna’s side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Let’s go. Let’s go. Let’s started.” Hyuna also rapped, walking closer to Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You-you-you-you ready?” Junhyung sang as he grabbed Hyuna’s shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea, we just burn it!” Hyuna sang her last line as she touched Junhyung’s face and ran her fingers through his hair. Junhyung’s hand instinctively went around Hyuna’s waist as they both stared into each other’s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“GREAT!” the dance instructor interrupted them. “That was great you guys! Wow! You guys are hot!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung and Hyuna snapped out of their little moment as they bowed to the teacher. It was so awkward for them to do this promotion together. Even though Junhyung’s part in her solo song was short, that moment was very hot and dangerous for both of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok. I need to go cause I have a date but you two stayed and practice until you guys get it!” the dance instructor said as he left. Hyuna and Junhyung said their goodbye and got back to their awkward rehearsal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok. Wanna do this part form the top again?” Hyuna asked nervously as Junhyung nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Let’s go let’s go, let’s get moving!” Junhyung started his rap, as he walked slowly over to Hyuna whose heart was beating so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s started!” Hyuna tried her best to look unaffected but having Junhyung near her like this makes her want to scream. Junhyung gulped and rapped the next line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You-you-you-you ready?” He put his arms around Hyuna and Hyuna tensed at the touch. aigoo! This is so awkard! Hyuna thought to herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea, we just burn it!” she whispered the last part as she put her arms around Junhyung’s neck. Junhyung looked into her eyes again and she couldn’t tear hers away from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;After staying like that for a good minute or two, Junhyung finally snapped back to reality as he remembered Kikwang. He moved quickly way from her and cleared his throat. Hyuna looked embarrassed about the close encounter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So I think we did enough practice for today.” Junhyung said as he put his sweater on, covering up more than he had wearing just a wife beater before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea.” Hyuna nodded. “I’m getting tired anyway.” Hyuna coughed. Junhyung looked over at Hyuna worriedly as he took in her appearance. She was looking skinner than ever and Junhyung wondered if she has been eating at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Are you hungry?” Junhyung asked as Hyuna shook her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“No. I’m just really tired. I’m not feeling so well.” Hyuna coughed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Are you ok?” Junhyung was getting worried about Hyuna. He knew that she was not the healthiest person and she had been working so hard on her solo song and she had been under a lot of stress about him and Kikwang. Hyuna just smiled and nodded. Junhyung took in the dark circles under her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok I’m leaving. Bye Oppa. Thanks again!” Hyuna smiled as she waved him goodbye. Junhyung smiled back and stared at himself in the mirror. He wanted to take Hyuna home so he can make sure that she’s safe but he knew that it was not his place. He stayed in the practice room and practice his rap a couple of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;After about fifteen minutes, he was too tired so he decided to call it a night. He packed his stuff and left the room. As he was in the hallway, he was a little freaked out cause it was too empty. All the trainees usually use another rehearsal room on the other side to practice and he realized that he was the only one in the building. All he wanted was to go back to the dorms and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung turned the corner and stopped cold as he saw someone. Not just someone but Hyuna. She wasn’t standing there, she was lying on the floor, passed out cold. Junhyung dropped his bag and ran over to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“HYUNA!” he shook her but she didn’t wake up. “Yah! Kim Hyunah!! Wake up!” Junhyung checked her pulse and let out a sigh of relief when he felt a pulse. He quickly lifted her up and carried her to the car. Thank god you’re so light Hyuna! he thought to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At the Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung paced back and forth in the room and he almost threw his cell phone at the wall in anger. Seriously what’s the point of having a cell phone if you aren’t gonna use it! He asked himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;When he first arrived to the emergency room, he quickly ran demanding doctor’s help. After a few harsh word from the head nurse, who had basically told him to man up and shut up, Hyuna was taken into a private room. The two hours that it took for her test results to come back was the longest two hours of Junhyung’s life. But finally the doctor came back to revealed that Hyuna fainted due to exhaustion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“DAMN IT!! PICK UP YOUR PHONE!” he yelled into the phone. He had been trying to call everyone since he arrived but everyone was just too wrapped up in their drama and relationship to answer the phone. He calmed himself down and went over to Hyuna, who still hasn’t woken up and was hooked onto several I.V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;It was a really sad sight, seeing a person as small as Hyuna lying the hospital bed. Somehow, all the white on the wall and on the bed seemed to make Hyuna appear smaller. Junhyung sighed and took a seat next to her bed. He stroked her face, hoping that it might wake her up but to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You still look so beautiful even in here.” Junhyung said to Hyuna, even though she couldn’t hear him. “I’ve been trying to call everyone but they aren’t picking up. Those bastards! But don’t worry.” Junhyung grabbed her hands. “I’m here. I’ll take care of you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung was about to kiss her hands when a phone rings, scaring the hell out of Junhyung. He groaned and looked at the caller ID. Lee Kikwang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;He pressed talk and got up from his seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hey Kikwang. You finally picked up.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Sorry Hyung. I’ve been filiming all day. Just got a break right now. What’s up?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Um. Listen. Something happened.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What? Hyung, is everything ok?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“No. Kikwang, Hyuna fainted today and now she’s in the hosptial.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“WHAT??? IS she ok? What happened?” Kikwang’s worried voice traveled through the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“We were practicing and I found her in the hallway. She fainted and the doctor said she’s exhausted.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Is she gonna be ok?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea. She’s gonna be fine. She still hasn’t woken up. I’ve been calling other members but they’re not picking up their phone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oh my god.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I just thought you might want to come see her.” Junhyung told Kikwang but was met with a deep sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I really want to but I don’t…I can’t.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m filming right now until tomorrow. I can’t leave.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Kikwang-yah. Your girlfriend is in the hospital and you’re still worried about filming?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyung, of course I’m worried about Hyuna but I can’t just get up and leave. I’ll come over as soon as I’m done with filming. You understand right?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea, I guess so. Just make sure to come. I’m sure she’ll want to see you more than me.” Junhyung replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Thanks Hyung. Listen, I know I have no right to ask you this but since you’re the only one there can you please take care of Hyuna?” Kikwang asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of Hyuna.” He hung up. I’ll take care of Hyuna always. Junhyung put his phone back in his jacket and looked over at Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;He walked over and turned off the light. He smiled at how beautiful Hyuna looked under the moonlight. He went over to her and sat next to her bed again. “Hyuna-ah.” Junhyung spoke to her as he grabbed her hands. “I’ll take care of you as long as you need me to.” Junhyung whispered as he fell asleep on Hyuna’s hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Over at High Kick Set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Kikwang hung up the phone with a heavy heart. He hated how he can’t be there for Hyuna right now. What he hated more was how he had asked Junhyung to take care of her. Hyuna was his girlfriend, not Junhyung’s and he should be the one taking care of her. He let out a frustrated sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Kikwang-ssi, we’re ready to film now.” the PD said as Kikwang nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Don’t worry Hyuna. Oppa will be there soon.” Kikwang said to himself as he went back to filming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; line-height: 22px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;End of Chapter Ten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-853027678044490034?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/853027678044490034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/853027678044490034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/853027678044490034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-10.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 10'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-319746782920389529</id><published>2010-11-30T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:03:29.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hello hello hello!!! I’m here once again bringing you guys another chapter. Without any further ado, here’s chapter 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chapter 9: The Tangle Web We Weave Part II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At Cube Loung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ahh!! This is the best!” Yoseob exclaimed as he put his arm around Doojoon. “You guys are really my best friends.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea, yea.” Doojoon answered as Yoseob pouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You guys have a really good lounge. I’m jealouse!” G.O said as Thunder nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“We don’t even have a lounge over at J.Tune.” Thunder said, agreeing with G.O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’d rather have 4minute than a lounge over at J.Tune.” Joon said, earning glares from Beast boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Stay away from our girls ok?” Kikwang joked as Joon scoffed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Lucky bastards. We’ve told Rain Sunbaenim that we need a girl group but he always said how MBLAQ is already hard enough.” G.O explained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“That’s because you guys have an overactive, always hyper, loud and uncontrollable Mir over there.” Doojoon pointed to Mir who was on the other side, talking with Sohyun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So Sohyun, how’s school going” Mir asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“It’s really fun. I like it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’d bet you would look cute in your uniform. Hehe.” SOhyun blushed at the statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa, you’re so sweet.” Mir beamed at Sohyun’s statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Back to the other side of the Lounge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’d love to stay and chit chat with you guys but I have to go stop Dongwoon from beating up Mir.” Doojoon said before running over to Dongwoon and trying to calm him down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Let me just beat him up once Hyung. Just once.” Dongwoon said, trying to pry his arms out of Doojoon’s tough grip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Dongwoon, let it go. Sohyun isn’t your girlfriend.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I know that duh. But Mir is all over her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Then maybe you should do the same.” Doojoon advised Dongwoon. Dongwoon looked like he just came up with the best idea in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“THanks Hyung. You’re the smartest ever.” Dongwoon hugged Doojoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Where did Jiyoon go?” Jihyun asked Hyuna, who was drinking coffee with Kikwang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I think her and Seungho left for their date.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oh, anyway look at you two. How cute are you guys?” Jihyun asked causing Hyuna and Kikwang to blush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Unnie!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What? You two are adorable.” Junhyung rolled his eyes at that statement and tried to concentrate on anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“They are cute together and thankfully they’re nowhere as mushy as you and Doojoon.” Gayoon entered the conversation, sticking up for Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah! What do you mean mushy?” Jihyun glared at Gayoon while Hyuna laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oh, Oppa. You’re too cute. No Jihyun, you are!” Gayoon imitated Jihyun and Doojoon. “NO you! No YOU! You would look cute in a potato sack!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Is that supposed to be me?” Doojoon ran over to join in the conversation. Gayoon just nodded as others laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah. That doesn’t sound like me at all.” Doojoon pouted as he and Jihyun walked away from the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“That sounded like him didn’t it?” Gayoon asked and Hyuna nodded. Gayoon just shrugged as she went back to Hyunseung’s side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna, I’ll be right back ok?” Kikwang said, as he spotted Junhyung getting up to get another cup of coffee. Hyuna nodded as Kikwang ran over to Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hey.” Kikwang said as Junhyung nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What’s up?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I need to talk to you. About your walk in the park.” Junhyung froze as soon as Kikwang said that. Junhyung wasn’t sure what Hyuna told Kikwang about that night and the last thing he wanted was for Kikwang to think something happened that night and get Hyuna in trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What do you mean?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Were you by yourself that night?” Junhyung nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“OF course I was by myself. Who else could’ve been there?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So you weren’t with Hyuna?” Junhyung tried his best to remain calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“OF course. Like I said, why would she had been there?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyung, you said you approve of me and Hyuna. That you’d support us together. Have you changed your mind about that?” Junhyung sighed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“No I haven’t. like I said before I want you and Hyuna to be together. Ok?” Kikwang took a moment to answer and finally smiled and nodded at Junhyung who released a breath of relief silently. The two boys hugged quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Later .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa!” Hyuna called as she looked around the empty corridor of Cube Entertainment. She had received a text from Junhyung a couple of minutes ago, asking her to come out. And now that she had, she can’t find him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa.” She called out again and was surprised when a hand grabbed her, covered her mouth and pulled her into a room. She was about to scream when she realized that the hand belonged to Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah! You scared me!” Junhyung let Hyuna go and mumbled a quick sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What did you call me out here for?” Hyuna asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What did you tell Kikwang about the other night?” JUnhyung asked as Hyuna’s eyes furrowed in confusion. She really didn’t want to think about the other night because every time she thinks about it, the more she wants to cry. She had been trying to get over that night for the last few days and she had been doing good until Junhyung mentioned it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“ I just told him that I went out for a walk. Why?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“By yourself?” Hyuna nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“He just asked me if I was with you that night.” Hyuna’s eyes opened wide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What did you tell him?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I just told him no. I was by myself. I didn’t want to get you in trouble.” Hyuna nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Aigoo. I hate lying to him. I feel so guilty about everything.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Don’t be. We didn’t do anything.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Then why do we have to lie to him? Obviously we feel like we did something wrong right?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“you feel like that because you’re a good person. If you were a bad person, you wouldn’t care about lying to him.” Junhyung replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Junhyung oppa.” Hyuna called, making Junhyung feel something inside. He hasn’t heard that voice in a while, the voice that Hyuna usually saved for him only. The whiny, soft voice that Junhyung grew to love. He shook himself out of his thoughts and tried to remain as platonic as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I….Never mind. I’m leaving.” Hyuna left Junhyung in the room alone. Junhyung groaned and sat down on the couch. Frustrated, he ran his fingers through his hair. He knew that it would be hard but he didn’t realize that it would be this hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Over at 4Mintue Dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Seungho Oppa. Thanks for the coffee and dinner.” Jiyoon said as they walked into the building. They entered the elevator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“SUre. It was really fun. I want to do it again. Let’s do it again?” Seungho asked nervously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah. Sure.” Seungho smiled at Jiyoon’s answer. The elevator door opened and they walked over to 4minute dorms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“How about tomorrow night?” Seungho asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“TOmorrow night is perf….”JIyoon’s answer was cut off by the sight of the person in front of their dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Jiyoon.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Top Oppa. You’re here.” Top walked over to Jiyoon and pulled her into a hug, leaving Seungho and Jiyoon stunned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m back!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; line-height: 22px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;End of Chapter Nine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-319746782920389529?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/319746782920389529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/319746782920389529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/319746782920389529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-9.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 9'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-2369235665296292570</id><published>2010-11-30T06:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:02:14.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 8: Oh the Tangle Web We Weave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At 4minute dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;As soon as Hyuna entered the dorm, she was greeted by Kikwang’s loud hi-yum and a thermos filled with hot chocolate. Kikwang smiled and Hyuna did her best to smile back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-yah. You must be freezing.” Kikwang took of his coat and put it on Hyuna. Hyuna tried to control her tears and kept her guilt insider of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Thanks.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I was so worried about you. It’s so late and you were by yourself. I seriously thought I was gonna go crazy. I wanted to look for you but Doojoon thought I was overreacting.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m fine.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Kikwang nodded and poured a cup of hot chocolate for Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Where were you anyway?” Hyuna couldn’t meet his eyes as she answered meekly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I was taking a walk at the park.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“The park? Why?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I just needed fresh air.” Kikwang simply accepted her answer and he touched her head and ran his fingers through her hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-yah, let Oppa in. Can you do that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna was taken off guard by his statement. Then she remembered her conversation with Junhyung: the one where he asked her to give Kikwang a real chance and to forget about Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa, I’m really thankful that you like me. You take such good care of me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“That’s cause I really like you. Sometimes I just can’t believe that a girl like you would even want to date a guy like me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You deserve better than me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I just want you Hyuna.” Kikwang pulled Hyuna into a hug and Hyuna tried to settle into his arms. ‘This is the place that you are gonna be in now Hyuna.’ She thought to herself as she tried to stop herself from thinking about being in Yong Junhyung’s arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Later at Beast Dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Kikwang tried to tiptoe around the room and be quiet as much as possible. His attempt was futile as the members woke up and stared groggily at Kikwang who looked like he was a thief caught in the act. ‘I really need my own room’ Kikwang thought to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You’re just getting back now?” Doojoon asked sleepily. Kikwang muttered a ‘yes hyung’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Why so late?” Yoseob asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I was over at Hyuna.” Junhyung heard Hyuna’s name and pretended to go back to sleep, hoping that Kikwang wouldn’t share any details about what he does with Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;It was one thing to give Hyuna up to Kikwang. Junhyung knew, actually wished, that maybe one day he can geneiuly be happy for them but right now, he can’t. And hearing intimate details about Hyuna and Kikwang relationship just might be the death of Junhyung. Thankfully, the members didn’t ask any more questions and just went back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;A few days later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At Cube Lounge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa, I really had a good time last night.” Jihyun said to Doojoon. Doojoon smiled and nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Really? I’m really happy that you had fun. Maybe we should do it again?” Doojoon asked hopefully. Jihyun smiled and nodded shyly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yes! Ok how about tomorrow night? I want to take you to my favorite restaurant. I think you’ll love it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Sure.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok. I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“WHat should I wear Oppa? Should I dress up or ..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You look beautiful in anything Jihyun. You can wear a potatoe sack and still be the most beautiful girl in the room.” Doojoon said, revealing what he truly thought inside. Jihyung giggled as Jiyoon rolled her eyes at the mushy couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Jiyoon sighed to herself as she stared at her phone. Ever since the text from TOP she has been under a lot of stress. She didn’t reply back to TOP simply because she didn’t know what to say. She has never been in the situation before where there are not one but TWO guys pining over her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Sohyun laughed at Dongwoon, who was rushing to get here that he ran into a glass door. Dongwoon rubbed his head as he made his way over to Sohyun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Sohyun, how can you laugh when you see me get hurt?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Sorry Oppa.” Sohyun answered, trying to control her laughter. “It’s just really funny. Kekeke.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;IF it was anyone else laughing at him, Dongwoon would’ve beat them up but he just found anything Sohyun does too adorable to stay mad at. He tried to glare at her and that worked for half a millisecond as his glare turned into a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Gayoon, here.” Hyunseung handed Gayoon a drink. Gayoon smiled at Hyunseung. ‘he is seriously too sweet and cute.’ Gayoon thought as she took a sip from her drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Thanks Oppa.” Hyunseung’s heart melted at the sight of Gayoon’s smile as he tried not to blush. ‘Be a man, come on!!!’ he kept repeating in his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“HELLO!! WE’RE HERE!” a voice rang through the door. Hyuna recognized the voice immediately and she turned around to find the boys of MBLAQ in the Cube Lounge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hey, you guys are finally here huh?” Doojoon scolded them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Sorry but the shooting ran longer than we thought.” Joon answered. “You know we got to keep the guests happy, especially the girl idols.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Sure sure, just because you guys are on Idol Army, try not to forget about us, little people ok?” Yoseob joked as they all laugh. “Seriously when are you guys gonna invite us to be on Idol Army huh?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I don’t think you guys are right for the show. Now if 4minute wants to come on the show however, we’re very very very glad to have you guys.” Thunder said as Mir nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“YEAH!! YEAH!!” Mir said in his usual hyper voice. “I Would be the happiest person if you guys came on. Hehe, I already know who I’m gonna pick.” Mir said as he looked at Sohyun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Sohyun didn’t catch Mir’s look but Dongwoon sure did. He growled to himself as he imagined beating Mir up over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea, it’ll be great if 4minute came on the show. We haven’t been meeting many pretty girls this season. The PD-nims are so evil to us.” G.O complained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You complain too much. At least you guys are meeting girls.” Yoseob shouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Over on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hi Jiyoon.” Seungho nervously approached Jiyoon, who had been trying to avoid him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hi Oppa. How are you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m great. Are you ok?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea, I’m fine.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok good. Listen, I know that we’ve been talking a lot lately so I was wondering if you wanted to maybe, I don’t know, if you want, maybe grab a cup of coffee with me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Jiyoon giggled at Seungho’s nervousness. That naiveness is one of the reason why Jiyoon fell for Seungho in the first place. When Seungho is standing in front of the Jiyoon, she forgets about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Sure Oppa. You’re too cute.” Jiyoon smiled as Seungho gushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“ACHOO!” Junhyung sneezed as Kikwang backed away from Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Gross!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“People usually say bless you Kikwang!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“My bad. Bless you!” Junhyung scoffed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Are you ok Hyung?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea. I probably caught a cold from the other night.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“OOH!!! What did you do the other night? Something you shouldn’t do? Huh?” Kikwang asked, hoping to get a scandalous answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Nothing like that. I was just walking in the park.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung’s answer suddenly crashed Kikwang’s world. He tried to wrap his head around what Junhyung said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Wait! You were in the park? At night? When? Two days ago?” Junhyung nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea! HEY! Have you been following me? How did you know I went out for walk?” Junhyung asked as Kikwang lied about making a lucky guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Kikwang put the pieces together and realized that two days ago was the day when Hyuna said she went for a walk in the park. ‘Were they together?’ Kikwang thought to himself. He looked at Hyuna who was talking animatedly to Jihyung and his heart became heavy. ‘Nah! Hyuna wouldn’t cheat,on me. She wouldn’t. Junhyung won’t do that to me. Aigoo, maybe I’m thinking too much.’ he concluded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“WHatever, I’ll get to the bottom of this.” Kikwang concluded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; line-height: 22px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;End of Chapter Eight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-2369235665296292570?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/2369235665296292570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2369235665296292570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2369235665296292570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-8.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 8'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-3748958458757495230</id><published>2010-11-30T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:00:33.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hey everyone again!!! I bring to you guys another update of this story..I don’t update this story as much as I want to so from today I’ll try to update more keke but no promises. Anyway, I realized that my story has gotten too dark n I want to bring it more into the happy side so probably after this chapter, it might go in a different direction… Might&gt;&gt;&gt; hehe..the couples will stay the same as of now. Enough talking. Enjoy chapter Seven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chapter 7: Clearing the Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At a park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna brought her jacket closer to her body as she tried to stay warm during a cold winter night. She tried to look for Junhyung and looking for a person who dressed as unique as Junhyung in an empty park at night was proving to be harder than she thought. As she was about to call him, she spotted a person sitting on a swing, who seemed to be deep in thought. Hyuna automatically recognized his burgundy sweater with the gold tassles and she worried for him as he looked freezing. She approached him carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa.” Her word seemed to break Junhyung from his thoughts as he looked up and smile at Hyuna. Hyuna returned the smile and took a seat on the empty swing next to him. “Oppa, aren’t you cold?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung looked at his clothing and shrugged. “I was too deep in thoughts that I didn’t notice.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Why did you call me here?” Junhyung hesitated for a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Cause we need to talk.” Hyuna nodded, signaling Junhyung to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“About you and Kikwang and our friendship.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oh, ok. I know it was kind of a shock to you and I’m sorry but how do you feel about me going out with Kikwang?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“He’s a good guy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I don’t mean what you think about Kikwang. I know you love him. I meant how do you feel about me and Kikwang together.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I…I… Damn it. What do you want me to say Hyuna?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“the truth. What you are really feeling inside.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You don’t want to know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I do Oppa.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Let me ask you something then. Do you even care about my opinion?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Of course I do. That’s why I asked.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“REally? So if I told you that I don’t want you to date him, you would break up with him? Right now? I matter that much to you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You’re my best friend!” Hyuna yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Answer my question Hyuna.” Junhyung yelled back, letting his frustration show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“what do you want me to say Junhyung?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I don’t even know myself. I don’t….I don’t even know how we got here.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna calmed her emotions down a little and answered “It’s my fault. I was acting weird.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“NO it’s mine. It’s cause of me and my stupid moods.” Junhyung sighed. “How did we get here, to this position? We were best friends. Now we can’t even talk to each other without yelling. I miss talking to you Hyuna.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I miss you too Oppa.” Hyuna closed her eyes and sighed. It hurt Junhyung to see Hyuna like that and knowing that she was feeling that because of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Look Hyuna. Kikwang….Kikwang is a good guy and he likes you a lot.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So I’d say be happ….”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa. Are you seriously telling me to be happy with Kikwang? Your band member?” JUnhyung didn’t answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa? Seriously? You can stand to see me and Kikwang together, dating. Us holding hands, us kissing? Do you seriously think of me as your little sister only? Is that what I am to you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna. You know you’re my best friend.” Hyuna scoffed. “I just want to see you happy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“really? Is that why you’ve been ignoring me ever since I’ve been dating Kikwang? Cause you think I’ll be happy having you not talk to me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“DAMN IT!!! Why are you making this so difficult?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You’re the one that’s making this difficult.” Hyuna yelled back. “I just want to hear you say what you’re really feeling instead of what you think I want to hear. Can’t you be honest with me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What good would that do huh? If I seriously tell you what I’m feeling, it will get more complicated than it already is.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I don’t care how complicated it’ll get. I want to know. What are your feelings for me? Do you really approve of me and Kikwang?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung didn’t answer, causing Hyuna to scoff. She was so frustrated at this conversation. They were getting nowhere. She knew that Junhyung had to have some feelings for her or else he wouldn’t be struggling this much. She just wanted to make doubly sure of those feelings. She sighed as Junhyung still wouldn’t answer her question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Damn it Junhyung!!!! Answer me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“How do you think I feel about you and Kikwang?” JUnhyung exploded. “DO you really think I like seeing you and Kikwang together, dating? Do you really think that? Of course I don’t approve of you and Kikwang. But what can I do at this point?!! I can’t say ‘Hyuna, break up with Kikwang!! Leave him and come to me!!’ I can’t say that now can I? I can’t betray my member like that. I can’t be selfish with my feelings and just do whatever I want and let Beast break up. Beside you’re the one that chose him in the first place. Why do you care about what I think?” Junhyung yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Because I like you OPPA!!!” Hyuna blurted out. “I like you Yong Junhyung!!! You know I only chose him because you‘re the one that let me go. But I still can‘t get over you. You‘re the one that I really like.” Junhyung was surprised and shock at her outburst. But he replied sadly, “But Lee Kikwang is the one you’re dating.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna’s eyes started to tear up as Junhyung’s regretful reply. “Because I’m just a little sister to you.” Junhyung shook his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-yah, you’re more than that to me. You’re my….”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“If you say best friend, I am seriously going to kill myself.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You’re my everything.” Junhyung answered, catching Hyuna off guard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna, you’re the one I cared about since 6months ago. You’re the one I want, not as my little sister, but as my girlfriend. You’re the one who I can joke around with and have fun with.” Hyuna smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“But you’re also the one that Kikwang is in love with. You’re also the one he’s dating. How can I take you away from him?” Junhyung asked. “I’m his hyung and we’re Beast. I can’t do this to him. I can’t break up Beast because of my selfish feelings.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa.” Hyuna started to cry as Junhyung closed his eyes, holding back his own emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-yah. You should be with Kikwang. No matter what I feel for you, I’m not good for you. I’m too moody, I’m too rough. Kikwang will take care of you better than I can.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“But you’re the one…” Hyuna was interrupted by a ring. She looked at the caller ID and saw that it was from Kikwang. She sighed and composed herself and answered the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hi Oppa.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-yah. Where are you? I called the dorm and they said you left. Are you ok?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yea oppa. I’m fine. I just decided to go for a walk.” Hyuna lied, feeling guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oh in the cold? Did you take a lot of sweater with you? Should I come and pick you up? Where are you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Don’t worry about me Oppa. I’m fine. I’m just in the park.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Are you sure?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Mmm.” Hyuna nodded, even though Kikwang can’t see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok. How about this? I’ll make some hot chocolate for you and come over to your dorm. Just call me when you get home. OK?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa, it’s ok.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I really want to do this for you Hyuna. I want to take care of you.” Kikwang said. Unfortuenly, Hyuna’s phone was loud enough for Junhyung to overhear the conversation. Junhyung looked away after Kikwang’s last statement, feeling like complete crap. Hyuna just agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok Oppa. Bye.” She hung up. She closed her eyes, feeling guilty about what she is doing. She started to cry. Junhyung wanted to comfort Hyuna but he just stood still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna yah. Don’t cry.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“How can I not? I’m a horrible person. I’m dating Kikwang and I just lied to him. He’s being sweet and nice and I don’t even deserve it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Don’t say that Hyuna. You deserve the best.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“no I don’t. I’m dating someone and here I am confessing my feelings for somebody else.” she cried harder. Junhyung couldn’t control himself as he pulled her into a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna. Don’t cry. This is the reason why I can’t be with you. I’ll just hurt you like I’m hurting you right now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I want you to be happy. That’s what I want more than anything else in the world. Kikwang will make you happy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What about your happiness?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“don’t worry about me. Forget about me. Forget about having any feelings for me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I don’t want to lose you Oppa.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Who said you will? You will never lose me. No matter what, I’m here for you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I don..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Kikwang will make you happy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Will we still be good friends as before?” Hyuna asked nervously. Junhyung smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“As long as I’m here, we’re gonna be best friend. I’ll be watching out.” JUnhyung answered. He tried to smile at Hyuna who is crying harder than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Why does it feel like we’re breaking up when we never dated?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Cause we are. I need to get my feelings in control and be happy for you and Kikwang. And you need to stop feeling guilty and give Kikwang a chance. We just need to start over fresh.” Hyuna nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“My feelings for you can’t just go away tonight. But tomorrow, I’ll start over fresh cause you want me to.” Hyuna replied. Junhyung nodded and hugged Hyuna one last time and kissed her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m going now.” Hyuna said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’ll walk you.” Hyuna shook her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“no it’s ok. I need to go by myself. I have a lot to think about. Oppa, I hope that you’ll be happy too.” Hyuna said as she walked away, leaving Junhyung in the park alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung sighed as he watched Hyuna walked away. ‘I did it. I let her go.’ He tried to smile but failed to do so as he realized the repercussions of his actions. He just basically pushed Hyuna into Kikwang’s arms. But he knew that it was better for Hyuna, Kikwang, Beast and everyone else involved. ‘Why is it so complicated? When does love hurt so much?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;As Hyuna walked home by herself, she couldn’t control the tears coming out of her eyes. She promised Junhyung that she would forget about him and give Kikwang a real chance. Deep down inside, she wasn’t sure that she can completely forget about Junhyung but she knew she has to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hearing Kikwang’s devotion to her makes her feel like crap. She felt guilty that he seems to like her so much and she has feelings for two people. ‘Junhyung oppa’ she said to herself. ‘Let me just like you for tonight and tomorrow I promise I’ll try to forget about you.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; line-height: 22px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;End of Chapter Seven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-3748958458757495230?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/3748958458757495230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/3748958458757495230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/3748958458757495230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-7.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 7'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-4454356062385363719</id><published>2010-11-30T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T20:25:51.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Hyuna and Kikwang are going out for two weeks now in this chapter. Junhyung hasn’t been around them lately except to perform on stage and rehearse and such. B2st is promoting Mystery at this time and Hyuna’s Change promotions are about to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Here’s Chapter 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chapter 6: CHANGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGrkcVNK1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/2KuuD0A5wVE/s1600/Jiyoon-First-4minute-16715224-400-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGrkcVNK1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/2KuuD0A5wVE/s320/Jiyoon-First-4minute-16715224-400-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548904858465938258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JiYoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGrkJ_LqXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/AC4rwVCpk9k/s1600/s640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGrkJ_LqXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/AC4rwVCpk9k/s320/s640x480.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548904853541726578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SeungHo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGrjz0z-dI/AAAAAAAAAWc/AQ1gfETto94/s1600/whoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGrjz0z-dI/AAAAAAAAAWc/AQ1gfETto94/s320/whoa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548904847592651218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TOP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At 4Minute Dorms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Jiyoon sighed as she plopped herself down on the couch. The members just stared at her, waiting for her to unleash from the apparent weight of the world that she seems to be carrying on her shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Are you Ok?” Gayoon asked. Jiyoon sighed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Unnie, what happened?” Sohyun asked Jiyoon, worried about her condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I have a problem.” Jiyoon answered stoically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What kind of problem?” the leader asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“A boy problem.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“BOy problem?” Gayoon repeated as Jiyoon nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yep, a boy problem. Actually, not a boy problem. Two boy problem.” The members raised their eyebrows confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Two? I thought you were just talking to Top?” Hyuna asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You know, you, Sohyun and Jihyun are so lucky. You guys know who you guys want to be with.” Hyuna avoided Jiyoon’s eyes when Jiyoon said that. Sohyun also put her head down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What do you mean Jiyoon?” JIhyun asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I meant Hyuna is dating Kikwang, Sohyun, you’re seeing Dongwoon right?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“No, I’m not. We’re just friends.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“REally? I thought you guys were dating.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“NO Gayoon unnie. We’re just friends.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Well, he seems to like you.” Jihyun said. “Wait, you don’t like him?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I mean. I don’t know if I like him. I thought I did but lately I have someone else on my mind.” Sohyun answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“WHO?” The members asked loudly. Sohyun put her finger on her lips, as to signify that it’s a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Wait, let’s get back to Jiyoon’s problem and then we’ll pry the info out of you maknae.” Gayoon said as Sohyun’s eyes grew wide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So anyway, I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore. Oh yeah. I guess I’ll just use Hyuna and you Jihyun. You like Doojoon right?” Jihyun nodded shyly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“And Doojoon likes you. It’s so simple.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Will you just get to the damn problem.” Gayoon asked impatiently. Jiyoon nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok ok. Geez. Ever since we went to J.Tune to see Mblaq, I’ve been having feeling for someone in Mblaq.” JIyoon confessed as Sohyun wished to herself ‘Don’t let it be Mir oppa. Don’t let it be Mir Oppa.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Who is it?” Hyuna asked, knowing exactly how Jiyoon felt. Having feelings for two guys and caught in the middle of two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Seungho oppa.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“SEUNGHO?” Jihyun and Gayoon said at the same time, shocked by Jiyoon’s confession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah. I’ve been talking to him since that night and I really like him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“SO what’s the problem?” Jihyun asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“TOP OPPA. HE’s the problem.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“just dump him.” Gayoon advised, as if it’s the simplest thing in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“if I could I would’ve. But I like Top too. I can’t decide between Seungho and TOP Oppa. I mean Seungho is really nice and sweet and hot. TOP is just hot and sweet. But Top is in Japan and it’s really hard to talk to him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I guess. Listen Jiyoon. There has to be one that you like more. I get the feeling that it’s Seungho but you’re too scared to break up with TOP because I think you’ve been admiring him for a long time right?” JIyoon nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Well then it’s simple. What you are feeling for TOP isn’t love. It’s just admiration. You’re starstruck. Seungho really likes you huh?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I think..I hope so.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“THen I think you know what you have to do.” Gayoon said. “I’ve got to go.” She said as she left the dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Bye Unnie.” Hyuna yelled out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Dump TOP oppa.” Jiyoon said to herself. Jihyun nodded. Then a cell phone rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hello?” JIhyun answered her phone. “Yes Oppa. Uh-huh. Ok see you then. Bye.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Who was that? Never mind. It must be Doojoon Oppa cause I see that smile on your face.” Hyuna said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What smile?” Jihyun asked as she tried to control her smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“That stupid, I’m in love smile.” Jiyoon answered bitterly as Jihyun stuck her tongue out and left the dorm to meet Doojoon, leaving Jiyoon, Hyuna and Sohyun alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So Maknae, who is it that you like beside Dongwoon?” JIyoon asked, hoping that butting into someone’s else problem will help her forget her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I can’t say.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oh come on. It’s not like you’re doing anything wrong. You’re not dating Dongwoon so you can look.” Jiyoon explained but Sohyun kept her mouth shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“It’s Mir from Mblaq.” Hyuna reasoned as Sohyun’s eyes darted to Hyuna, shocked that she figured it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“MIr? Bang Chulyoung? Mir?” Jiyoon asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“How did you know?” Sohyun asked. Hyuna scoffed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What? Just because I’m young I don’t know these things? I know everything.” Hyuna answered as Jiyoon pinched her nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“SO Mir huh?” all the attention went back to Sohyun as she nodded shyly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I just think he’s cute. It’s not big deal.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“it’s not a big deal, until Dongwoon hears this. He’s gonna go ape banana ballastic on Mir.” Hyuna said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Look I’m not in love with Mir. I just can’t figure out who I like more. I’ll figure it out. You’re so lucky Hyuna unnie.” Sohyun said as she sighed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yep, you have an actual boyfriend, who you like and you don’t have to decided between two guys.” Jiyoon looked at Hyuna in envy Hyuna on the other hand avoided both of their eyes and simply nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Later in Hyuna’s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I feel so guilty.” Hyuna said to herself as she thought about what’s she is doing. She’s dating Kikwang and has been for two weeks yet she has feelings for Junhyung. She knows her feelings for Junhyung isn’t platonic and brother like. She groaned to herself as she realized the mess that she got herself in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;She couldn’t fully enjoy her relationship with Kikwang because she feels guilty every time Kikwang confess how much he likes her or do something nice for her. Her once strong friendship with Junhyung is in ruins and she has no idea how it happened or how to fix it. She sighed to herself as she hugged Mr. Walker, a stuff monkey that Junhyung won for her, and drifted off the sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;AT Beast Dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Junhyung, we’re going out for dinner. Wanna come?” Hyunseung asked the boy sitting in his bed, reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“NO I’m not hungry.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Still? You haven’t been hungry all day. Are you ok?” Doojoon asked worried about Junhyung who hasn’t been eating nor talking a lot lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah, Hyung. I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. Just enjoy your dinner.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok. Bye-yum.” Kikwang said as he, Hyunseung, Dongwoon and Yoseob leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Once the get outside of the door, Doojoon stopped suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What’s wrong Hyung?” Yoseob asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m gonna stay with Junhyung. I know something’s bugging him. I want to talk to him. You guys go ahead.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyung, I’ll stay with you.” Yoseob answered as the two boys waved the rest of Beast goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;As Doojoon and Yoseob reentered the dorm, they were surprised to see Junhyung lying on the couch, just staring at the wall. Yoseob’s worry for Junhyung grew as he took in how skinny Junhyung got and just how much the dark circle under his eyes has gotten bigger. Doojoon sighed as he went over to Junhyung and sat next to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok Kikwang’s gone. Now tell me what’s going on?” Doojoon asked straight out, catching Junhyung off guard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I know there’s a problem. The problem is Kikwang dating Hyuna isn’t it.?” Doojoon asked as Yoseob finally figured out for sure what was bugging Junhyung. It was Hyuna and Kikwang dating. Yoseob sighed to himself as he realized how much Junhyung must be hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“NO! why would I have a problem with a member dating someone?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Maybe because you like that someone?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You’re tripping Hyung.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Am I? LOOk I’m your Hyung. Don’t lie to me. I know you like Hyuna and now Kikwang is dating her. It must be killing you.” JUnhyung finally gave up and crashed down the emotional wall that he’s been building for the last two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You know what’s the funny part? She thinks I don’t care about her. She thinks I didn’t go after her.” Junhyung mumbled to himself as Doojoon and Yoseob tried to figure out the meaning behind his words. “I went after her. I did. But I was too late. Kikwang was there first.” Junhyung scoffed. “He’s better for her anyway. This is what I wanted. I wanted Kikwang to have her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What? Are you ok? Junhyung?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Now we’re not even friends anymore. I miss her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“THen be friends with her.” Yoseob said. “I mean, I know you still like her but isn’t having her as a part of your life better than not having her at all?” Junhyung nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“But I know it will kill you to see them two together.” Doojoon reasoned. “Just give it time and …”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“And what? Let us grow further and further apart?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Until you’re over her.” Doojoon answered. Junhyung scoffed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“If it was that easy, I would’ve done so since the moment I found out that one of my brothers liked her also.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I know it will hurt to be her friend and watch her as she dates Kikwang, hyung but it will hurt more when one day, you realized that you completely lost her, as a friend.” Yoseob tried to get through to Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Fix your friendship.” Doojoon finally gave in. “ANd cheer up! You know Kikwang can’t keep a girl.” He said it to relive the atmosphere. Junhyung smiled and got up of the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Back in Hyuna’s room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna shifted in her bed once again as she dreamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;IN HYUNA”S DREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I love you Hyuna. I’m so glad you chose me.” Junhyung smiled as he grabbed Hyuna’s hands. Hyuna blushed as Junhyung got closer to her and kissed her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa. I’m glad I chose you too. I love you. For ever and ever.” they smiled at each other again and kissed again. When they pull apart, Hyuna look up to see Junhyung’s face but suddenly the face turned into Kikwang’s. Hyuna screamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What’s wrong Hyuna? Don’t you love me?” Kikwang asked as he laughed loudly. Hyuna continued screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;She jolted out of bed as she realized that she was just dreaming. She calmed herself down but suddenly her phone rings, scaring her once again. ‘Aigoo’ She cursed to herself. She answered before checking the caller ID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hello?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“HEllo?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah, whos’ this?” The other person didn’t reply. Hyuna was annoyed and was about to hang up when she heard the voice that she hasn’t heard in two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“It’s me.” JUnhyung’s quiet voice traveled through the phone and into Hyuna’s ears as she held onto her phone in shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“O..Oppa?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“yeah It’s me. Listen Hyuna. Can we meet? We need to talk.” HYuna gulped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Sure I guess.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Great, we have a lot to talk about. Don’t we?” Junhyung asked then hung up, leaving a shocked Hyuna on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;In Jiyoon’s room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hi.” Jihyun greeted to Jiyoon who was on her laptop. “So Jiyoon did you figure out your problem?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yep. After thinking about it, I realized that you were right all along.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Of course, as always.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Whatever. Anyway I’m gonna break up with Top.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Great! Are you just gonna do it over the phone?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yep. This is the easiest way I don’t think I’ll be able to break up with him in person.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Why?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Because, I’ll be totally engrossed by his eyes. Beside one of the main reasons why I’m breaking up with him is because I never get to see him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So if he was here, you would choose him over Seungho?” Jihyun asked confused about the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I don’t know. I don’t know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Maybe…” Jihyun’s words were cut off by a cell phone ringtone alerting Jiyoon of a new text message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Sorry hold on a sec.” Jiyoon opened her phone and her world dropped as she read the text message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;ONE NEW MESSAGE: JIYOONIE, I’m COMING BACK SO LET’S MEET!!! ,&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; line-height: 22px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;End of Chapter Six. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-4454356062385363719?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/4454356062385363719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/4454356062385363719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/4454356062385363719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-6.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 6'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGrkcVNK1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/2KuuD0A5wVE/s72-c/Jiyoon-First-4minute-16715224-400-400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-7013894750574052250</id><published>2010-11-30T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T20:13:32.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Hi. What do u think of previous chapter? Is it fun? Junhyung was an idiot in the last chapter but remember that he is just doing it so Beast won’t break up. Kikwang is kind of annoying heh?^^ Without further ado, here is chapter 5. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Five: Hopelessly Devoted to Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGoq5OuR0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/6-MWeCM3-Ss/s1600/35aoviu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGoq5OuR0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/6-MWeCM3-Ss/s320/35aoviu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548901670767707970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGoqpL0thI/AAAAAAAAAV0/YpTGr3kdOjc/s1600/kikwang22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TQGoqpL0thI/AAAAAAAAAV0/YpTGr3kdOjc/s320/kikwang22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548901666460579346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;In Junhyung’s dressing room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Crap. Crap. Crap.” Junhyung cursed outloud as he slammed his fists on the table. His anger was pouring out on the table and Junhyung didn’t know how to control it. He knew that he should’ve been happy cause this is what he wanted all along. He wanted Kikwang to be with Hyuna. He wanted them to be happy so that Beast can stay together and he knew that Kikwang was better for Hyuna than he is. Junhyung knew his own moods and he knew Hyuna got hurt every time his moodswings came about. But he guess he wasn’t really ready to see the two together. He sighed. ‘What the hell am I gonna do?’ his thoughts were interrupted as there was a knock on the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Come in.” Junhyung yelled out as Kikwang revealed himself. Junhyung tried to smile and Kikwang smiled back awkwardly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hey hyung. I think we need to talk.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“About what?” Junhyung played dumb, not looking forward to the conversation which topic he was pretty sure about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“About me and Hyuna. Hyung. I need to apologize.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;In Hyuna’s Dressing Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna was disgusted as she looked herself in the mirror. She sighed to herself as she thought about the web that she’s in. She’s dating Kikwang while she is still pining for Junhyung. She felt like such a horrible person. She did like Kikwang and if Junhyung wasn’t in the picture, Kikwang would be her one and only. She sighed deeply again as she remember just exactly how she ended up dating a member of Beast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Flashback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;As Hyuna ran away from Junhyung, she couldn’t control her tears. Finally she ran into an empty hallway and she leaned against the wall. She couldn’t handle it anymore. She can’t take the fights with Junhyung anymore. She didn’t even realize when her feelings for Junhyung grew so big but she couldn’t control it any longer. But apparently he didn’t feel the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;She slid down to the floor and took a deep breath, trying to stop her tears. ‘He didn’t even come after me.’ Hyuna thought to herself. As she wiped her tears, she saw a pair of feet standing in front of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;‘Maybe he did.’ As Hyuna looked up, she was surprised to see Kikwang standing over her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Don’t cry anymore Hyuna. I’m here now.” Kikwang bent over and pulled Hyuna into his arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m okay now Oppa.” Hyuna said she wiped her tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-ah. I’m here. Don’t be like that.” Kikwang said as he wiped Hyuna’s tears. “I’m here. I’ll protect you Hyuna.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You will?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Of course. If you just care about me as much as I care about you, I’ll protect you from anything.” Kikwang replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I do care about you Oppa.” Hyuna said as Kikwang smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Then how about becoming my girlfriend Hyuna?” Kikwang asked, catching Hyuna off guard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;‘Oh my god!’ Hyuna thought. ‘What the hell am I supposed to do. I do like Kikwang. Obviously nothing is gonna happen with me and Junhyung. But I don’t want to use Kikwang. Kikwang oppa. I do have feelings for him.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna?” Kikwang looked at Hyuna with puppy dog eyes, snapping Hyuna out of her thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Look Hyuna. I know this is too fast but you know that I’ve liked you for a long time right? I know you have some feelings for me too. I also know that you like somebody else. Maybe if you just give me a chance, then maybe you’ll forget about the other person. What do you say?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa, I do like you.. I just don’t want to hurt you.” Kikwang shook his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“If I’m with you, I know I won’t be hurt. I’ll just be happy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok then. Let’s give this a try.” Hyuna said. Kikwang’s mouth opened in a wide smile as he bear hugged Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna. From this day forward, you are now my girlfriend and I’m officially your boyfriend.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;End Flashback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Back to Junhyung’s dressing room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I did something bad. I knew you liked her too and I asked her out. I feel like such a cockblocker.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I don’t like her Kikwang. Don’t..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“DOn’t deny it Hyung. I could tell. She brings out a different side to you. I’m sorry. I knew that I should’ve ask you first and we should have worked it out. But I just saw her crying in the hallway and I just couldn’t stand there and do nothing. She was hurting Hyung.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“And I was the one who hurt her. Hyuna doesn’t deserve someone as sadistic as me. You’re better for her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyung. I knew I should’ve asked you. So I’m asking you now. Are you ok with me going out with Hyuna?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I….”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;A knock on the door interrupted their conversation as the director’s assistant came in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Junhyung. We’re shooting again. We need you on the set now.” Junhyung nodded as he looked at Kikwang. Kikwang got the cue and started to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“It’s ok. Go Hyung. We’ll continue this later.” Kikwang said as he left the dressing room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;On the set of the MV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok cut. Perfect. Wow, you two look great together.” The Director complimented Hyuna and Junhyung as they smiled awkwardly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Thank you everyone. You’ve worked hard.” Hyuna said as they finish the last scene for the mv. As hyuna was about to go back into her dressing room, Junhyung grabbed her arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“We need to talk.” Junhyung said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna nodded, knowing this was coming. They went into Hyuna’s dressing room for privacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What?” Hyuna asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“SO you’re going out with Kikwang now?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yes. I am. How is this any of your business?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“My business? You’re dating one of my members and it isn’t any of my business.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m dating Kikwang, the person. Not Kikwang of Beast. There’s a difference.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“There’s no difference Hyuna. With Kikwang, there is only one Kikwang. What you see is what you get.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So what? You know what I see in Kikwang?” Hyuna asked harshly as Junhyung stood there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I see someone who cares about me. Who likes me. Who doesn’t give me crap attitude any random moments and he actually considers my feelings. You know that Kikwang actually cares about what happens to me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“And I don’t?” Junhyung asked, frustrated that Hyuna couldn’t see his feelings for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You didn’t even come after me to make sure I was ok. Kikwang was there for me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“what? That’s why you’re dating him?” Junhyung asked. He couldn’t believe that Hyuna didn’t know how much he cares about her. He remember the incident. Hyuna didn’t think that Junhyung ran after her but he remember the incident differently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Flashback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung stood there feeling like crap as Hyuna ran off with tears in her eyes. ‘Maybe I was too harsh.’ he contemplated running after her, thinking about giving her space or just confessing it all to her. Finally his heart won out as he decided to run after her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;He searched for her and couldn’t find her. Finally he turned into a hallway and stopped cold as the sight in front of him made his blood run cold. There in front of him was Kikwang and Hyuna in an embrace, a tight one. An embrace that spoke of trust and comfort. Junhyung looked sadly on and decided to leave the two alone before they saw him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;End Flashback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“you think I didn’t come…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I don’t want to talk about it anymore Junhyung. I’m tired of fighting.” Hyuna said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Urrgh!! Ok. Fine. Let’s not talk about this anymore. I just want to know one thing. Are you happy with Kikwang?” JUnhyung asked as he seriously looked into Hyuna’s eyes. Hyuna looked away from his intense stare and nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Then case closed. Be happy with him.” Junhyung said sadly as he walked away from her, with his shoulders down. Hyuna closed her eyes as tears streamed down her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Later that night at Beast’s Dorms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hey Kikwang.” Junhyung greeted the singer as he entered the room. “I guess we need to finish the conversation huh?” Kikwang nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyung. I don’t want things to be awkward between us and I don’t want Beast to be affected.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“and it won’t. listen no matter what happens, no matter who you date, we’re still gonna be Beast. We’re brothers.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Does that means?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah. Hyuna is gonna be happier with you and that’s what I want. I want both of you to be happy.” Junhyung said as he tried to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I want you to be happy too Junhyung.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’ll be ok. I just want you to take care of Hyuna. Treat her right.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I will. I promise.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Just take care of your girlfriend Kikwang. Just take care of your girlfriend.” Junhyung replied as he left Kikwang’s room. Kikwang smiled sadly as he said to himself outloud, “Don’t worry Hyung. I’ll take care of Hyuna just like she deserve.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung closed the door to his room and leaned against it. ‘This is it.’ He thought. He just officially handed Hyuna over to Kikwang. He tried to smile but it just came out sadly. ‘Kikwang-ah. Take care of her. Take care of Hyuna. Take care of my girlfriend.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cEFhlj5VSuI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cEFhlj5VSuI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;End of Chapter Five. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXLoYw2jvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/WTFDchI-QZI/s320/28u34tw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545562410879192818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MBLAQ (from left) : SeungHo (leader), GO, Mir (maknae), Thunder, LeeJoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXRtoaWqRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/800s_Nrxl4w/s1600/25flf6h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXRtoaWqRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/800s_Nrxl4w/s320/25flf6h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545569098048907538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEAST &amp;amp; 4Minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chapter Four: Blaq-Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At 4Minute Dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Jiyoon unnie, how are you and Top doing?” Seohyun asked as they do their makeup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“It’s not going so well. I mean he’s really nice and hot.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“True.” Gayoon chimed in as Hyuna giggled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“LIke I was saying, He’s hot but I don’t know. I don’t really connect with him. I mean he’s in Japan I’m in Korea and I’m starting to realize that maybe I just idolize him.” Jiyoon answered sadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Seems like everyone’s having boy trouble.” Hyuna said absentmindedly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Who else is having boy trouble Hyuna?” Jihyun asked, curious about the so called boy trouble. Hyuna tried to cover her comment. “No one-yah, I’m just saying.” She giggled nervously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Um-hum, sure.” Gayoon said. “Don’t think we didn’t notice the thingy between you and Kikwang the other day. Just because we’re old doesn’t mean we’re dumb.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What thing?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“The whole “HYuna, I’ll grill your meat for you ok? And I’ll cut and I’ll feed it to you cause I love you. Mwah” Jihyun teased, mimicking Kikwang. Hyuna blushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah, unnie!” They all laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Anyway, I have to look hot.” Gayoon said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Why? We’re just going to J.Tune to support Beast.” Seohyun asked. Gayoon sighed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ahh, see? This is the difference between girls who has a man and girls who don’t. We’re going to J. Tune Seohyun.” Gayoon explained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Rain Bi owns the company.” Jiyoon emphasized the importance of looking hot. “Beside Mblaq is going to be there. We love our Beast boys and all but it’s nice to see fresh meat once in a while.” They all laughed as they finished getting ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;AT J.TUNe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok, let’s take a break.” the dance instructor said as the boys nodded happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m ready for a break. How about a break for the whole day?” Doojoon teased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I was going to give you ten minutes but now you’ll have five.” the instructor said as he left the room. The other boys evil eyed Doojoon. Doojoon just smiled cheekily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hello!” Jiyoon announced as 4minute enter the dance studio. “We’re here.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hey, come in.” Yoseob said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Why does it smell like sweat in here?” Gayoon asked as the girls cover their noses. The boys’ face turned bright red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“We’ve been dancing for four hours straight, with no break.” Doojoon complained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa, here. I got you a milkshake.” Jihyun said she handed Doojoon a milkshake. Doojoon beamed as the other boys looking over in jealously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-ah, did you bring me anything?” Kikwang asked as he hopped over to Hyuna. Hyuna nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“we got you water.” Hyuna said as she handed a water bottle to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Wow, Daebak. You guys are lifesavers.” Lee Joon smiled as he turned on his charm, making the girls blushed. Beast boys glared at Joon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Anyway, you guys. This is 4minute.” Yoseob said trying to introduce 4minute to Mblaq. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“We know.” Mblaq said dreamily. “We love your song Hot Issue.” Joon said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Muzik is the best.” Mir declared as he danced to the chorus of Muzik. “I like the muzik, d-d-d--da dancing muzik.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Forgive our maknae. He’s like this all the time.” Mblaq’s leader Seungho said as Mir pouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“No worries. I think it’s cute.” Seohyun said as she blushed. ‘I can’t believe I’m meeting Mir’ she thought to herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Cute? I can dance like that too.” Dongwoon said as he did the dance too. Beast members pushed Dongwoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah! Stop it!” Doojoon ordered as Junhyung held on to Dongwoon. ‘Maknaes’ Hyunseung thought to himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa, how are the rehearsals going?” Hyuna asked Junhyung. She wanted to break the tension that is between her and Junhyung. For some reason, she thought that Junhyung was ignoring her, ever since she ditched him during their monthly tradition. Junhyung stared at Hyuna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung was speechless for the first time in his life. It was such a simple question too but after focusing all his energy into not letting his feelings for Hyuna show for the last two weeks, he was trying to figure out how to go about talking to her. Eventually, he just decided to settle on nodding his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna, we’re doing great!! When you watch us, you won’t be able to keep your eyes off of us.” Yoseob answered for Junhyung. Yoseob didn’t know what’s wrong with Junhyung. Junhyung was talkative around everyone lately except for Hyuna. It seem as though he was purposely ignoring Hyuna. ‘Probably had one of their fights.’ Yoseob though to himself. But still, he didn’t want to see Hyuna being ignored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok, five minutes up!” the Instructor came back in. “Let’s start again.” the boys groaned as the girls took a seat to watch the rehearsals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Seungho, are you ok?” Thunder asked. “You don’t look so well.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“My back hurts.” Seungho answered. Mblaq looked at the dance instructor. “Teacher, I had a little accident.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I know. Why don’t you sit out for the rest of the day.” THe instructor said as the boys looked on in envy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Seungho took a seat next to Jiyoon. He smiled shyly at her as she blushed. “Hi” Seungho said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hi.” Jiyoon answered shyly. The four girls decided to leave Jiyoon and Seungho alone by discreetly moving away from the two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Are you ok?” Jiyoon asked worried about Seungho, who looked like he was in pain. He nodded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I just hurt my back. I’m fine.” Seungho smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Wow, you guys look great!” Gayoon yelled out at the boys dancing. Hyunseung looked at Gayoon and smiled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“How about after practice, we’ll treat you guys to dinner?” Jihyun said to Seungho as he nodded enthusiastically looking at Jiyoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Deal. Just remember that we eat a lot.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Later that night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Mblaq, Beast and 4minute went to an Italian restaurant. Doojoon and Jihyun were sitting next to each other, while Seohyun was in the middle of Dongwoon and Mir. As for Gayoon, she was in the middle of Hyunseung and G.O. Thunder and Joon were sitting next to each other while Hyuna was sitting next to Joon and Kikwang. Junhyung tried to sit furthest away from Hyuna but ended up sitting in front of her, next to Yoseob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m starving. I want to eat everything on the menu.” Mir declared, rubbing his tummy. Seohyun giggled. ‘He’s so cute!’ She thought to herself as Dongwoon glared at Mir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Pig.” Dongwoon called Mir. Mir just shrugged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-ah, what do you want to eat?” Joon asked Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I think I want seafood pasta.” Hyuna smiled at Joon. “Me too.” Joon said. “I guess great minds think alike.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-ah, thanks for coming to watch us rehearse. I felt more energized when you’re there.” Kikwang said, trying to steal Hyuna’s attention away from Joon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“No problem. I love the routine. You guys have all of my favorite dances.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah. She’s not the only one that was there you know? We were there too.” Jihyun teased Kikwang. Kikwang just smiled. “I know Jihyun. But I’m especially happy that Hyuna was there. Hehe.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Yoseob just rolled his eyes and looked at the menu. He was starving after dancing for five hours straight. He looked over at the table and realized that everyone was in their own little web of drama, except for Thunder and him of course. He also looked over at Junhyung. Junhyung was just staring a little too intently at the menu, making sure that he’s not looking in front of him. Yoseob was really curious now about what’s wrong with Junhyung. Why Junhyung who’s naggy has been quiet whenever 4minute is around now. The only reason he can think of is Hyuna. ‘They could’ve had a fight but they would’ve made up by now. Hyuna seems fine.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Junhyung, are you ok?” Hyunseung asked, forcing Junhyung to look up and nod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah, hyung. I’m fine. Just tired.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;‘So I’m not the only one who noticed that something’s wrong.’ Yoseob thought as he looked over at Hyunseung and Doojoon’s worried expressions. ‘What the hell is going on? I’ll just ask later.’ Yoseob thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa, are you really ok?” Hyuna asked Junhyung. Junhyung just nodded. “Junhyung-ah. Did I do something wrong?” Hyuna asked bluntly. She was really tried of Junhyung ignoring her for the last few days. It hurt her to be so distant with Junhyung and she really wanted to know if she did something wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m just tired Hyuna.” Junhyung said again. Hyuna pouted. Kikwang, noticing Hyuna’s sadness, placed his hands on top of hers. Hyuna looked up at Kikwang and then at Junhyung who seemed to be pissed off now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Junhyung-ah…” Hyuna started but was cut off by Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Nothing-yah. Like I said I’m just tired.” Junhyung snapped as he left the table, leaving Hyuna in shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You know Junhyung and his mood swings.” Doojoon said trying to ease the tension. Hyuna just smiled awkwardly. Gayoon suppressed her anger. She was really mad for Hyuna. ‘How dare Junhyung treat her like this’ She thought. She was super protective of her members and it hurts her to see one of her members being mistreated. Hyunseung noticing Gayoon’s anger smiled at her and tried to distract her by talking about the most random thing he can think of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Gayoon-ah, do you know that they used to give out sphagetti in Italian’s McDonald?” Hyunseung asked as Gayoon just looked at him with a wtf look on her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;A couple of days later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah Doojoon hyung. Can I talk to you?” Yoseob asked the leader who was trying to sleep. Doojoon nodded as Yoseob continued on. “What’s wrong with Junhyung lately?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So you noticed too huh?” Doojoon asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Of course. I’m not an idiot. Even an idiot would notice that Junhyung is really quiet lately.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah. We’re not exactly sure but I think it has to do with Hyuna.” Doojoon answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“We? Who’s we?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyunseung and me.” Yoseob pouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah, so you two just stay up and talk about the rest of us?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Of course yeah. We gossip about everyone. Espeically about how crazy you are. Now let me go to sleep.” Doojoon yelled. Yoseob pouted and left the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Later that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXOj8DPAlI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FOed1O8jEPs/s1600/20hn337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXOj8DPAlI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FOed1O8jEPs/s320/20hn337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545565632987071058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;HyuNa &amp;amp; JunHyung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok you guys. The performance were awesome. Good job everyone.” The President Lee clapped as Beast and 4Minute beamed. “Now I want to give you guys a little break. But Hyuna is about to start her solo activities soon.” Hyuna nodded as the rest of the members congratulated her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-sshi, are you ready to go solo?” Hyuna nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I think so. I mean I know my members will help me if I need help.” 4minute nodded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Good. But I have this great song for you. It’s call Change. I think you’ll love it and people will love it. Junhyung-yah. I want you to be in it too.” Junhyung looked up in surprise at President Lee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“President, I don’t think…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Good for you. Artists shouldn’t be thinking.” The President teased. “Junhyung, this is a great song. You and Hyuna will do great.” President Lee smiled proudly as Hyuna and Junhyung nodded awkwardly as Kikwang looked on in jealously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;After the meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Wow, Hyuna. I love the song.” Jihyun said after they listened to the beat of Change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I do too. I can dance to this all day. This is gonna be Daebak.” Maknae Seohyun said as Dongwoon nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Thanks guys. I wish I was doing it with you guys.” Hyuna said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“We’ll do other songs together ya.” Jiyoon smiled at Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyung, aren’t you excited about the song too?” Dongwoon asked Junhyung. Junhyung just shrugged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah. How can you not be excited? It’ll be your first solo stage too without Beast.” Yoseob said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What’s there to be excited about? It’s just a damn song. Beside I don’t want to do it but the President is forcing me to.” Junhyung replied coldly as Gayoon and Hyuna glared at him. Hyuna tried to calm herself down. She was really getting pissed off at Junhyung’s attitude lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-ah, try not to screech on this song too ok?” Junhyung said as Hyuna exploded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah. YONG JUNHYUNG. OUTSIDE NOW.” Hyuna yelled as Junhyung’s eyes open wide. He just timidly followed Hyuna outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna led Junhyung down to a secluded hallway and then she turned around abruptly almost causing a collision with her and Junhyung. Junhyung just stood her, coolly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah. What’s your problem?” Hyuna yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“My problem? I don’t have a problem. I’m not the one’s that yelling.” Junhyung replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oh I’d say you have a problem. For the last few weeks, you’ve been quiet, you’ve been mean and rude.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m always like that.” Junhyung yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“But you’re not like that to me.” Hyuna replied softly. Junhyung felt really bad at making Hyuna sad but he knew that this is what he had to do. It’ll be better for everyone if Hyuna wasn’t close to him anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Why? Why do you think you’re special enough to be treated better than everyone else?” Junhyung asked as Hyuna teared up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What?” Junhyung sighed frustratdely at Hyuna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You drive me crazy Hyuna.” He yelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Fine, then just don’t ever talk to me again.” Hyuna yelled back as she ran away from Junhyung into another hallway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung punched the wall as he watched Hyuna ran away. He was deciding to go after her. ‘But this is what I wanted. I wanted Kikwang to be with her. I should be stronger.’ He thought but he decided to give into his urge as he ran after Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna ran and sought refuge in a empty hallway as she crouched down against a wall and sobbed. She was so hurt by Junhyung’s comments. She thought that she was special to Junhyung but apparently she wasn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-ah.” A voice said. “Don’t cry anymore yah. I’m here now.” Hyuna looked up to see him standing over her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Five days later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“And cut. Great job Hyuna.” The Director said. “Next we’ll go to the scene with you and Junhyung.” Hyuna nodded. “Ok, Director-nim.” Hyuna said as she looked at Junhyung who was getting ready to shoot the scene. It had been a couple of days after the fight but it’s still weird. Hyuna tried to shook the problem out of her head and tried to focus on the filming. This next scene would be the hardest to shoot for both of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok, I want you two to look at each other. Junhyung, you should have your hands on her shoulders and Hyuna, flirt with him a little.” They both nodded as Junhyung placed his hands on Hyuna’s shoulders. Hyuna gasped softly but tried to calm herself down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah! Why is it so awkward? Remember you two are supposed to be burning it.” The Director shouted. Junhyung collected himself. He can’t believe that he, who was never nervous around girls, was nervous to touch a girl. He sighed to himself which Hyuna mistook it as a sign of his annoyance with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;After a couple of hours and numerous takes, the director finally yelled “Cut.” Junhyung and Hyuna sighed a breath of relief from the weirdness. “Good job everyone!” Hyuna said. Junhyung just smiled. Hyuna was about to make her way back to the dressing room when Junhyung said “Hyuna. We need to talk.” Hyuna looked at Junhyung waiting for him to say something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung tried to come up with what to say. He knew exactly what he wanted to say but it wouldnt come out. He wanted to say that he was sorry about treating her like that, he wanted to tell her that he likes her a lot and he wanted to say screw everything else, he wanted to be with her, that she was special to him and that Kikwang, Joon or anyone else wouldn’t care about her as much as he will. But he remained speechless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna sighed defeated. She was hoping that he would say things she wanted to hear but it was apparent that Junhyung didn’t care. She was about to made her way back to her dressing room when Junhyung yelled out her name again. “Hyuna.” She decided to keep on walking and not turn back when she was pulled into a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung yelled out her name again but she just kept on going. Junhyung sighed and as he was about to follow her, Kikwang came running in on the set and pulled Hyuna into a hug. ‘WTF just happened?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-ah, you were great.” Kikwang said as he hugged Hyuna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Thanks oppa.” Hyuna smiled, relieved to see Kikwang who saved her from a confrontation with Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Kikwang-yah. What are you doing here?” Junhyung asked, curious about what he was doing here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyung, I’m just visiting Hyuna. What? Can’t a guy visit his Girlfriend on her first solo video filming?” Kikwang said as Junhyung’s heart dropped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Girlfriend?” Junhyung asked shocked, hoping that he heard wrong but Kikwang nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah. Girlfriend. Kim Hyuna is my girlfriend and has been for a four days now.” Kikwang declared proudly as Hyuna tried to smile. At that moment, Junhyung’s biggest wish and his biggest nightmare just came true. The girl that he like was with his member and he pushed those two together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;End of Chapter Four. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; line-height: 22px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-2927423295729493181?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/2927423295729493181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2927423295729493181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2927423295729493181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-4.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 4'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXLoYw2jvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/WTFDchI-QZI/s72-c/28u34tw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-7277509461917955166</id><published>2010-11-30T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T19:53:46.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Hey guys. Did u enjoyed the previous to chapter? I did! I don't know if I have been bias, but I loved how the characters matched up with their real life characters. (JunHyung who has a bad boy image but very warm inside, the hyper cute YoSeob, Dongwoon clumsiness, HyunSeung who is always in his world, KiKwang who knows how to treat women so well and DooJoon the charming leader). U know this so well if u are their fans right?haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Btw, I did asked the writer's permission to post this fanfic on my blog. Her name is Kylie. So, no copyright issues here ok! *winkwink* And she hope u guys enjoy it too~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXFATqF6tI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ytGjhiIYS-8/s1600/2ptz8tc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXFATqF6tI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ytGjhiIYS-8/s320/2ptz8tc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545555125244127954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4D HyunSeung~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXFAIlRbvI/AAAAAAAAAVE/UVuuC-z6uCE/s1600/155501_473842714322_169881254322_5350712_448165_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXFAIlRbvI/AAAAAAAAAVE/UVuuC-z6uCE/s320/155501_473842714322_169881254322_5350712_448165_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545555122271121138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charisma leader DooJoon~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;I’m sure you guys have heard the news about Hyuna’s ideal type being Lee Joon. I love Joon but sometimes he can be so into himself. Junhyung ftw. Junhyung and the rest of Beast better get back to Korea soon to defend their 4minute girls. Anyway, enough about me babbling. Here’s chapter Three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: large; "&gt;CHAPTER THREE: For the Band&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;At Beast Dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Doojoon, we need to talk.” Hyunseung whispered to the leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah what’s up?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Not here, not now. Not with Junhyung and Kikwang here.” Hyunseung whispered again to Doojoon and Doojoon nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok.” Doojoon agreed but inside he was bursting with curiosity about what Hyunseung wanted to talk about. ‘Is he gonna confess that he likes me?’Doojoon thought worriedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Later that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyunseung, let’s talk.” Doojoon went inside Hyunseung’s room. “WHat was so important and so secretive?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Was it just me or did you see some tension between Junhyung and Kikwang today?” Hyunseung asked, hoping that Doojoon would say that he was overreacting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“No, it’s not just you.” That was not the answer Hyunseung wanted to hear. “I noticed it too when Hyuna was there at Cube right?” Hyunseung nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“ I always knew that Kikwang liked Hyuna but when did Junhyung start liking Hyuna?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You don’t really think that Junhyung likes Hyuna right Hyunseung?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Well, why else would he act so jealous and possessive over her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Maybe, he really just sees her like a little sister and wants to protect her from Kikwang.” Doojoon reasoned, finding it hard to believe that Junhyung would really like someone as Hyuna. It’s not that Doojoon didn’t think Hyuna was pretty. She was gorgeous but to him, it always seem as though Hyuna is too cute for Junhyung’s taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;On the other side of the Dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung couldn’t sleep and kept replaying the event of today over and over and over again in his head. Hyuna just blew him off and their tradition. It was a silly tradition he knows and it started so randomly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Flashback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna was sitting in Cube’s lounge reading a magazine when Junhyung came in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-ah, here!” Junhyung surprised her with ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah, ice cream? What do you want?” Hyuna eyed Junhyung suspiciously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Nothing. I’m just doing something nice.” Hyuna hesitated to take the ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Aish, I’m not that evil. It’s really is for you. Take it.” Hyuna finally took the ice cream from Junhyung’s hand and took a bite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“See!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Thanks Oppa.” Junhyung smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Do you remember how we first started talking? After months of being in the same agency, I was too scared to talk to you Oppa until I..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“bumped into me and spilled ice cream over my gorgeous head?” Junhyung teased Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah, I’m sorry about that. Why are you still mad at me for it. It happened like a month ago.” Hyuna said. Her eyes turned wide in realization. “It was a month ago, today.” Hyuna said. Junhyung just looked at Hyuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Oppa, did you buy me the ice cream because it’s one month anniversary of us talking?” Hyuna asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“What? Do you think I’m that sentimental?” Junhyung hid the truth from Hyuna. “I just bought the ice cream cause I wanted some but I realized that I’m about to debut and I don’t want to the be the Shindong of Beast.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“So it’s ok if I’m Shindong of 4minute?” Hyuna asked as she stuck her tongue out. “Anyway, it doesn’t matter cause chocolate is my favorite flavor.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I know.” Junhyung said under his breath as he watched Hyuna ravished the ice cream and smiled to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;From that day on, they decided that they would buy ice cream for each other every month on that day. They never missed the tradition for six months now, well until today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;End Flashback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung sighed as he got up from his bed. Sleep was not an option tonight. He was thinking about too many things to get some sleep like Hyuna, his feelings for Hyuna, Kikwang’s feeling for Hyuna, Hyuna’s obliviousness to his feeling and Hyuna’s flirtation with Kikwang. That last part really irked Junhyung. He doesn’t hate Kikwang. In fact, Junhyung loved him to death since Kikwang can basically bring anyone out of a bad mood, especially Junhyung. ‘Maybe that’s what Hyuna likes about him’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;That thought was enough to send Junhyung to the dark side. He groaned loudly as he exited his room. He really needed to talk to someone about this and he was happy when he saw Hyunseung’s light still open. He was about to go in when he overheard Doojoon and Hyunseung talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I’m glad that Junhyung finally found someone but “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You’re worried about what this rivalry is gonna do to Beast rite Doojoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yeah Hyunseung. They both like Hyuna and when Hyuna chooses one of them, the other one is going to resent the person.” Doojoon said. “And pretty soon, what’s gonna happen to Beast with two members who can’t get along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“I feel really selfish for thinking about this hyung.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“yeah, me too. Don’t tell anyone about this. Don’t worry the dongsengs.” Doojoon ordered. Hyunseung nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Outside the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung felt horrible. His selfish actions and feelings are hurting the members. The member’s fears were not unfounded. Beast had just debuted and they needed to get along as much as possible and it’s not possible for all of them to get along with two members fighting over the same girl. Junhyung sighed loudly and walked back into his room. He wanted to scream and punch something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;‘I have to end this.’ he thought. ‘It’s not good for Beast to have this tension.’ Junhyung decided then and there and he would give up Hyuna to Kikwang and just be really good friends with her. That way Beast will get along and Kikwang and the members would be happy. That meant everything to Junhyung, even if his own happiness is no where to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;The Next Day at Cube Entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok, it’s almost the end of the year so we’re gonna have a lot of activities today.” President Lee said as 4minute and Beast gathered around the meeting table. “ There are a lot of special performances coming up. Beast, now you’re still promoting Bad Girl, pretty soon you’ll promote Mystery. But there are a lot of performances that I want you to participate in.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Beast nodded. Dongwoon sighed to himself. ‘I’m getting tired by just thinking about it.’ he thought to himself. Sohyun smiled at him, knowing that he was probably getting tired by just thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“There’s the Gayo Daejun performances, that’s a collaboration with 4minute and Beast. There are several ones for different t.v station. And of course the most important performance, the collaboration between you and Mblaq.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Beast nodded. They had such a love-hate relationship with Mblaq. They both debuted around the same time so of course, they were pitted against each other in everything. They were dubbed the “2pm Vs Shinee of 2009.” Yoseob rolled his eyes at the nickname. ‘We’re really good friends with Mblaq. I don’t know why we’re competing all the time’ he thought to himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;‘I love Mblaq and all but we have to kick their ass.’ Dongwoon thought. Doojoon, Hyunseung and Kikwang had similar thoughts. As for Junhyung, he was too out of it to pay attention to what the President was saying. Sitting across from Hyuna wasn’t exactly helping the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok so Beast will head over to J. Tune for rehearsals. I know I’m supposed to say let’s all be friends but screw that. I’m gonna be honest. We have got to kick some Mblaq ass.” The President declared as Beast and 4minute laughed and clap. “Ok, meeting adjourned.” the President left the meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Ok, let’s go get something to eat.” Gayoon said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Unnie, I want some kogi.” Sohyun whined as Dongwoon nodded. “Me too. Come on let’s go get some meat!” Doojoon rolled his eyes at the maknaes’ cuteness. Then he directed his attention to Jihyun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Jihyun-ah, are you hungry?” Doojoon asked the pretty leader. She smiled and nodded. “Ok, let’s go get food.” Yoseob, Kikwang and the rest of the 4minute and Beast followed except for Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Yah, Junhyung. You coming?” Doojoon asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“nah, you guys go ahead. I’m not hungry.” Junhyung replied as he played with his phone. At that moment, Kikwang went over to Hyuna’s side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;“Hyuna-ah, you’re hungry right? Oppa will grill some meat for you.” Kikwang flirted with Hyuna who just smiled and nodded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Doojoon and Hyunseung looked over at Junhyung to see what his reaction was going to be but they were surprised when Junhyung was just sitting there, a little too interested in his phone. They shrugged and said their goodbyes to Junhyung and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;When they all left, Junhyung slammed his hand on the table. ‘Damn it!’ he cursed to himself. No matter how much anger he was feeling, he knew he had to suppress it. “For the band.” He said outloud. “For Beast.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;End of Chapter Three. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana, Sans-serifs; line-height: 22px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-7277509461917955166?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/7277509461917955166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7277509461917955166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7277509461917955166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-3.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 3'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPXFATqF6tI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ytGjhiIYS-8/s72-c/2ptz8tc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-5351917533191112944</id><published>2010-11-30T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T04:15:44.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPTANaw5ARI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4LrSBfz3tU0/s1600/30n9ag4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPTANaw5ARI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4LrSBfz3tU0/s320/30n9ag4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545268377955139858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEAST (from left) : JunHyung, HyunSeung, GiKwang, YoSeob, DooJoon, Dongwoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPTANmhlwMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/19-jBHm1LCY/s1600/4Minute-First-Digital-Single-Album-Mp3-Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPTANmhlwMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/19-jBHm1LCY/s320/4Minute-First-Digital-Single-Album-Mp3-Cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545268381112189122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4Minute (top from left) : JiYoon, HyuNa, JiHyun (below from left) : GaYoon, SoHyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chapter 2: One Video, One Interview, One Disaster Part Deux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Good afternoon viewers. This is Leah from Pops in Seoul where we're bringing you the hottest K-pop artists around. Today we have not one, not two but six, yes six, beastly men joining us. Bursting onto the scene with their hot single Bad Girl, please welcome from Cube Entertainment, BEAST!" host Leah announced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung tried to control himself. It was their first live interview in front of a recording audience and he was nervous as heck. Even more nervous than their debut performance. Junhyung is well, a good rapper, but not such a good speaker. He didn't want to piss anyone off and ruin Beast. 'I'll just keep my mouth shut' He thinks to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"So Beast, why don't you guys introduce yourself." Leah said. Doojoon changed into his leader demeanor and took over the mic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"1, 2, 3" Doojoon said. "Hello, We're Beast!" The members said together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hi everyone, I'm the leader of Beast Doojoon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hello, I'm Hyungseung."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Wassup, I'm Junhyung, Beast's rapper."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hiyum, I'm Kikwang."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hello all, I'm Yoseob-shi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hi everybody, I'm Beast's magnae, Dongwoon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"So you guys have just debuted at the Music Bank. How do you guys feel?" Leah asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Excited, nervous, we're just anticipating for the next performances so that we can show a better side to Beast." Doojoon answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I love the new single, Bad Girl. So tell me do any of you guys have any expereince with a bad girl before?" Leah asked. Beast remained quiet and thought of their manager's words. "It's better for you guys to pretend that you're gay. No scandals. Say No, No, NO NO!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"No." They all answered once, catching Leah off guard. Doojoon composed himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I mean, the only ladies we have in our lives are our fans and I don't think any of them are bad." Doojoon answered. 'Nice save' Hyungseung thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"But I'm sure, since you guys are so handsome, that you have ladies swarming you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"We're really not that handsome. I think there are better looking guys out there." Yoseob answered. 'Speak for yourself.' Kikwang thought to himself. 'I'm pretty darn cute.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"So I know that you guys are from Cube Entertainment, with a sister group 4minute."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yes, our sunbaes" Junhyung answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Wow, you speak so formally huh? Sunbaes?" Leah joked. Junhyung scoffed to himself as he remembered the first time Hyuna talked to him. It was when she ran into him and dropped ice cream over his head. She was shocked too by the fact that Junhyung called her sunbae. 'Hmph, just because I have a bad boy look doesn't mean I can't be polite."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Anyway, so you guys are really close to 4Minute?" Leah asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yea, we're like a family." Kikwang answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"So I have to ask and I'm sure many wants to know. You guys are hot," Yoseob and Hyungseung blushed. " And 4minute girls are very pretty. Do you guys ever think about hooking up with each other?" Immediately all the guys shook their heads, remembering their manager's words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"No, it'll be weird." Doojoon answered while thinking of Jihyun. 'Well it wouldn't be weird as much as it would be awesome' Doojoon thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Weird?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yea," Dongwoon tried to clarified. "They are like our friends and friends don't hook up with friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Right. So you're saying that we won't be seeing any lovelines or skinships with oh let's just say Kikwang and Seohyun-shi or Hyuna and Junhyung?" Leah teased. Upon hearing Hyuna's name, Junhyung snapped out of his memories of Hyuna and snapped back to reality. He smirked. He was about to answer when ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"No and No. There won't be Kikwang and Seohyun nor will there be any Hyuna and Junhyung." Kikwang answered a little too loudly. Junhyung resisted the urge to roll his eyes. 'Can he make it anymore obvious that he likes Hyuna?' Yoseob thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung, remembering the manager's order, answered "Kim Hyuna and me? No. I don't think so."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"She's not your type then huh?" Leah's interest in the interview suddenly increased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"She's very cute. But cute as in what I think of as a little sister. Kim Hyuna is just a little sister to me." Junhyung answered. 'There, that should make manager hyung happy.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Meanwhile at 4Minute Dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Kim Hyuna is just a little sister to me." The television screen blurred out. Hyuna sat there in shock. Her shock quickly changed into sadness. " A little sister?" Jihyun scoffed in disbelief. "Yah, we aren't thinking about dating you either." Jihyun yelled to the t.v screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Jihyun-yah, they can't hear you, ya know." Jiyoon said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Of course I know that. But they're making it sounds like we are desperate to date them or something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"You know that manager probably made them say that." Gayoon reasoned. "No need to get upset about it." Gayoon turned to Hyuna who is still staring at the T.V. "Hyuna, are you ok?" Hyuna snapped out of her thought and nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yeah, I'm just hungry. Let me just go get something to eat. I'm gonna head over to Cube." Hyuna said and ran out the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"She's acting weird." Jiyoon noted and went back to texting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yah, who are you texting so much to these days?" Gayoon asked, curious about who Jiyoon is talking to 24 hours a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Probably, Top-oppa." Seohyun blurted out and as soon as she said that, she covered her mouth in fear. "Aigoo, I said too much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"You and Top? Top as in Top from Big Bang? TOp as in the best rapper in K-pop TOP? AND YOU KEPT IT FROM US???" Jihyun yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Stop screaming in my ear yah. Yes it's TOP from Big Bang."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Who, what, when, where, why?" Gayoon spurted out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Me and Top, bathroom, Music Bank, three weeks ago and cause we can." Jiyoon answered as she ran away from prying eyes of the three members. "See you guys later." Jiyoon yelled out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;AT CUBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hyuna-ah, are you ok?" A trainee asked as she passed by a unusal sad looking Hyuna. Hyuna smiled and nodded. "Take care of yourself huh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Thank you unnie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Hyuna tried to be her upbeat self but she couldn't help but think of Junhyung's comment in the interview. A little sister is what Junhyung viewed her as. And for some unexplained reason, she felt like she was slapped in the face with the comment. 'Why am I feeling like this? Since when did I start having fee... NO, I don't have feelings for Yong Junhyung. I don't. I don't' Hyuna repeated to herself. As she turned to corner, she ran smackdabbed into Kikwang and the other members of Beast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hyuna-ah," Kikwang showed his bright smile."DId you see our first live interview? Weren't we great?" Hyuna smiled and nodded. It was hard for her not to smile around Kikwang. He just had this personality that made everyone happy, even when they were down. "Yea, congratulation guys." BEAST members beamed at the comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"So what was your favorite part? THe part when I sang acapella, or dance or ..." Kikwang asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I liked every part." Hyuna answered. "You guys really showed a truthful side of yourself." Hyuna added, hoping to subtly clarified what Junhyung said was his true feelings or what the manager told them to say. When Junhyung nodded, Hyuna felt her heart break a little. "Yep, we were really honest about ourselves." Dongwoon added and Hyuna's heart cracked a little more when Junhyung nodded again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hyuna-ah, let's go get some ice cream." Kikwang said and was about to reach for Hyuna's hands when Junhyung beat him to the punch and grabbed her hands first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yah!!" Hyuna screamed, suprised by Junhyung's force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Sorry, Kikwang, Hyuna can't go with you." Junhyung said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"AW, why?" Kikwang pouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Cause today is the 20th. It's the day when Hyuna and I celebrate our first meeting by getting ice cream. Really sorry." Junhyung said and was about to leave with Hyuna when Hyuna shook herself out of Junhyung's grasp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Sorry, Junhyung, I can't go today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"What? WHY? We've never missed the day once." Junhyung said, as he felt his anger rising. 'Don't tell me that it's so you can go with Kikwang' Junhyung hoped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I'm just really tired and I just want to go back to the dorm." Hyuna said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Are you feeling ok?" Junhyung felt her forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yea, I'm fine Oppa." Hyuna made sure to stress the word Oppa but Junhyung didn't seem to notice. 'Maybe I'm making a big deal about this.' Hyuna thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"She's ok, hyung. Isn't that nice? A big brother taking care of his little sister." Kikwang butted in, not liking the intense moment between Hyuna and Junhyung. "Hyuna-ah, how about I walk you to your dorm ok? Let's go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I think I'll walk her." Junhyung interfered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"No, why don't you rest hyung?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"You should rest Kikwang, After all, don't you have filming tomorrow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yea but I think the fresh air would do me good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I think it's too cold outside. We wouldn't want you to get sick now." Doojoon and Hyungseung rolled their eyes at the behaviors of the two members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Enough!" Yoseob yelled. "I'll walk Hyuna home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I'll join you. I need to talk to Seohyun anyway." Dongwoon said. Hyuna nodded, relieved to be away from the pressures of Junhyung and Kikwang. Hyuna, Yoseob and Dongwoon made their way to the dorms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hyuna, wait." Junhyung yelled out. Hyuna turned around. Junhyung walked over to her and gave her his jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"It's too cold outside yah. Here take this." Hyuna smiled and put on his jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Now remember, this is my favorite jacket so you better take care of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Got it Oppa, Thanks." Hyuna left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Kikwang just stared at Junhyung, trying to process what happened. 'Whats going on? I'm not a dummy, I can figure it out. Does Junhyung hyung like Hyuna?' He reasoned with himself. 'Nah, he couldn't like her.' He rationalized and realized that the members left him standing alone in the hallways like an idiot. "YAH, is it how you guys treat a member?" Kikwang shrieked as he made his way into the lounge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;ENd of Chapter Two (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-5351917533191112944?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/5351917533191112944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/5351917533191112944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/5351917533191112944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-2.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 2'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPTANaw5ARI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4LrSBfz3tU0/s72-c/30n9ag4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-2206422921736506840</id><published>2010-11-30T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T03:25:25.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;I have nothing to do in my office right now. And since I am bored to death, I just randomly read anything on the web. Then, I bumped into this fanfic. It took me a whole day to read all the chapters (considering reading is not my top hobby^^). And I think it is still ongoing episodes. I had so much fun reading it. So I just decided to share it here. So, have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;I do not own this story as I said earlier. Credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;twinkinglibra@4-Minute.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;. I added some pictures for u easily imagined the characters.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPS4NmHDKnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/G88d0pE4zSA/s1600/2q8v9f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPS4NmHDKnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/G88d0pE4zSA/s320/2q8v9f9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545259584907848306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; KiKwang (left)  JunHyung (right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPS4OMqYEMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/fJnv5hT70qY/s1600/30000_424879739663_115619474663_5663023_5470203_n.jpg" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPS4OMqYEMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/fJnv5hT70qY/s320/30000_424879739663_115619474663_5663023_5470203_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545259595256565954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HyuNa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Take Care of My Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Starring: Junhyung, Hyuna, Kikwang&lt;br /&gt;Appearances by: 4minute and B2st with other K-pop groups&lt;br /&gt;A/N: In this story, I(writer) will be using events that actually happened such as music promotions, award shows, variety shows etc and also she use made up events..whichever see fit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Background info: The story will start around the time Beast have debuted so late 2009 so by this time 4Minute would have been debuted already. Junhyung is really close to Hyuna but just as friends...and it's one interview that will screw him over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chapter 1: One Video, One Interview, One Disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;The music blared throught the speakers at the Cube Entertainment Headquarter and Hyuna couldn't help but feel alive as she worked the dance floor. She had been getting criticism from the media about everything from her "provocative" dance moves to "age inappropriate outfit". She rolled her eyes at the comments and tried to let it roll off her back and dancing always have help her forget everything else. As she watched herself in the dance mirror,she couldn't help but smiling at the Beast boys sitting in the corner. Yosebo was clinging onto Doojoon who was trying to get private time with Jihyun. 'God, he so likes Jihyun' Hyuna thought to herself. Hyungseung was sitting in the corner, listening to ipod and trying to take a nap with Gayoon on his shoulders sleeping. The maknaes were talking to each other as if they were each telling the most interesting story in the world. And as for Jiyoon, she was texting. 'Probably to Top.' Hyuna thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;But the thing that she noticed the most was the way Kikwang and Junhyung was looking at her. Kikwang was in a dazed look while Junhyung had the most intense stare Hyuna ever witness. From the Beast members, those two were probably the two that Hyuna was closest to. After all, she and Kikwang had spent years at JYP helping each other out making sure that they both would debut. They both went through so much but in the end, they ended up where they truly belonged: in Beast and 4minute. 'It feels like fate' she thought. When Hyuna first transferred to Cube Entertainment, she and Kikwang, AJ back then, were extremely close but as time passed by, Hyuna found herself attached to Junhyung more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;'Ah, Junhyung.' He was such a mystery to Hyuna. At first when you look at him, he definetely embodies the phrase "if looks could kill" and Hyuna was even afraid of him at first. She didn't approach him for one whole months until they literally ran into each other in the cafeteria and she spilled her ice cream all over him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Flashback:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hyuna, I'll save you a seat ok?" Kikwang told her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"OH, ok. Thanks Kikwang." Kikwang smiled at her and Hyuna went to get ice cream. 'I'm craving chocolate' she said to herself as she walked over to the ice cream machine. She got a cup and was helping to herself when Jihyun suddenly came up beside her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I'll save you a seat ok Hyuna cause I love you." Jihyun teased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yah, what are you talking about?" Hyuna asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"The obvious relationship that you and Kikwang are in, duh." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yah, we're not in a relationship." Hyuna defended herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Umhum, ok wait til I tell the girls about this." Jihyun teased and ran off of the dining hall into the cafeteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Yah, wait unnie, don't tell them anything." Hyuna chased after Jihyun when she tripped over her shoelaces and crashed smackdabbed into a body. Hyuna didn't care about herself but she really wanted to save the icecream but alas, the icecream fell onto the body's head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Oh my god, I am so sorry." Hyuna got up and bowed. "I'm sorry." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"It's alright. Don't worry about it Hyuna-sunbaenim." The person she crashed into answered. Hyuna was suprised by such formal language and looked up and was shocked to see scary Junhyung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I'm sorry about your shirt." Hyuna apologized once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"It's allright Kim Hyuna sunbaenim." Junhyung replied as Hyuna apologized one more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"I said it's all right. It's ok. I didn't die nor did I get a head injury. It's just a shirt. It's just Doojoon's shirt anyway. DOn't worry about it sunbaenim."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Sunbaenim?" Hyuna scoffed. "I've never felt so old. Just call me Hyuna."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hyuna-sunb.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"No subaenim, Just Hyuna."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hyuna." Junhyung said while he smiled at her. For some reason, it was the best smile Hyuna had ever seen. Maybe because it came from such an unexpected source that she couldn't help but smile widely back at Junhyung. From that day on, Junhyung and Hyuna became really close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;End Flashback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hyuna, come take a rest. You're gonna hurt yourself." Jiyoon yelled, waking Hyuna up from her flashback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Ok unnie." Hyuna went over to join the group when Kikwang got up immediately to hand Hyuna a water bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Here, Hyuna, you're thirsty aren't you?" Kikwang as she grabbed the water bottle and smiled at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Thanks Kikwang oppa." She took a sip. "Now I feel refreshed." She smiled as Kikwang beamed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Junhyung scoffed at Kikwang's lame attempt to impress Hyuna. It was obvious that Kikwang had a crush on her and it bothered Junhyung how Kikwang had an unspoken hold over Hyuna. 'Just because of one stinking video about shoes.' Junhyung thought. It's not like he's jealous or anything, he reasoned to himself, but it is just because it is so annoying to see one of the member make a fool out of himself over a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Hello, earth to Junhyung oppa." Hyuna teased as she waved her hands across Junhyung's face. Junhyung snapped out of his thought and glared at Hyuna. 'And you, must you fall for every lame trick Kikwang throws your way?' Junhyung yelled at her, inside his head of course. He just scoffed and walked away from the practice room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"What's his problem?" Yooseob asked. They all just shrugged and decided to leave it up to one of many many Junhyung's mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;'Why is he mad at me?' Hyuna thought as she tried to think of something that she couldn't have done wrong. 'Do I owe him money? No. Did I break something of his? No I didn't. DId I forget something? No, not this month.' If Hyuna was being honest with herself she really hated it when Junhyung got into one of his mood, especially if she was the cause of it. Junhyung could be the sweetest guy in the world to her like buying her ice cream every week, helping her out whenever she needs it. When he's sweet, she always wonder to herself if she could see herself dating Junhyung. BUt then sooner or later, his mood swings would come out and she is knocked back into reality that Junhyung didn't have any affections for her rather than as a little sister. She sighed and decided to focus her attention on Seohyung and Dongwoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Later that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"Ok, guys. You guys just debuted which means you have to be incredibly careful of what you say in interviews ok?" Beast manager informed the guys. "Now today, we're lucky to get an interview with Pops In Seoul. Let me remind you tha the most important thing you can do is not to create any scandals for yourself. If they ask you, if you have a girlfriend, say no. If you're intersted in someone, say no. Who's your ideal type? Then say the easiest answer and say Yoona. That way they won't see it as anything intersting. IF they ask you about your interaction with 4Minute, say you guys are just like siblings. THe best to do is just pretend that you're gay and you have no interest in girls. Got it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Beast nodded and got ready for their first interview. Little did Junhyung know, it would the interview that could cause the girl he loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;End of Chapter 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-2206422921736506840?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/2206422921736506840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2206422921736506840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/2206422921736506840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-care-of-my-girlfriend-chapter-1.html' title='Take Care of My Girlfriend Chapter 1'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TPS4NmHDKnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/G88d0pE4zSA/s72-c/2q8v9f9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-7903514092808542929</id><published>2010-11-29T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T18:56:48.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellow~</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating for soooo long. Have been busy with my daily life. And suddenly lost of interest in everything and lack of motivation. Hope time will heal. And this quote totally helping me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"No matter what, it's always better to hope than despair. Keep your chin up at all times!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;Btw, I'm going to attend Jay Park fan meet this week. I think I have a entry about him before. Maybe around last year. I am quite excited to meet him and I hope I can re-energized after meeting him.^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-7903514092808542929?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/7903514092808542929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/hellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7903514092808542929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/7903514092808542929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/11/hellow.html' title='Hellow~'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-3810790781498535471</id><published>2010-09-07T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:20:46.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TIXnKoYc1gI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pXuTksNGWCs/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TIXnKoYc1gI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pXuTksNGWCs/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514067488609719810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, 'Bitstream Vera Sans', Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Skang semua orang pon nak buat ucapan raya.. Nak wat gak la kat cni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dikesempatan ini saya ingin memohon…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ampun dan maaf andainya saya ini… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Terkasar bahasa dalam berbicara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tersilap bicara semasa bersama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Termarah yang tak kena tempatnya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tertanya tak tentu hala.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tersasul yang tak sengaja &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Terpukul kat mana-mana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Terpekik kuat di telinga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Terhantuk terketuk di kepala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Terpinjam terambil harta &amp;amp; benda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Termoody tak semena-mena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Terumpat bila ada cerita, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Teremail benda yang tak sepatutnya anda terima &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Termacam-macam yang kena-mengena.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;i hari yang mulia sepuluh jari saya hulurkan semua, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Memohon kemaafan atas segala dosa yang ada, Kerana saya masih bernama manusia, Pastinya tak lepas membuat dosa. Semoga dimaafkan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Salam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Aidil Fitri" href="http://www.izoblog.com/tag/aidil-fitri" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Aidil Fitri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-3810790781498535471?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/3810790781498535471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/3810790781498535471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/3810790781498535471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya^^'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TIXnKoYc1gI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pXuTksNGWCs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-9008782843207450416</id><published>2010-08-05T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:54:15.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekitar Majlis Perkahwinan My Sis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFprj5a4tNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zmSnun1KcD0/s1600/40567_1409262989981_1184652352_31018914_3199585_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFprj5a4tNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zmSnun1KcD0/s320/40567_1409262989981_1184652352_31018914_3199585_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501828159239664850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuh! Baru nak terupdate blog ni. Minggu lepas selamatlah my sis diijabkabulkan dengan husband nye Mohd Nazri. Sangat penat menjadi tuan rumah. Semua pon kena buat. And everything, people will ask me since my parent mmg duduk kat depan je (menyambut tetamu). "Kak de, mane tu?" " Kak De mane ni?". Punya la tak terlayan sampai tak sempat tengok pon my sis akad nikah. Sadly.:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, waktu terkejar-kejar nak pergi masjid, tu mak andam kpd my sis ni *seorg nyah ok* sibuk la bercerita itu dan ini. Bergosip sakan la. And i can't believe that i duduk ngadap nyah tu, smp terlepas tgok my sis akak nikah. Sampai-sampai kat masjid je, Kak Lang ngan Abg Lang ckp da abes. Ingat dorg maen2 je. Skali nampak ramai org berduyun-duyun kuar dari masjid. tsssskkk. Sgt terkilan rasanye. I must put the blame on u, Baby (name glam nyah tu).hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after the wedding, we all adik beradik kena panggil my bro in law tu abg ngah. Punya la x biasa. Nak adjust nama panggilan yg dah lame kite panggil. I still call him Cor. Hmmm, but kenapa adik-adik lelaki aku tu senang je nak adjust ek?-_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will upload the pics lil by lil. Since i don't have the time pun nak amek gambar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFprkUHrn_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gUHNeiebIYU/s1600/40567_1409263109984_1184652352_31018917_1743797_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFprkUHrn_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/gUHNeiebIYU/s320/40567_1409263109984_1184652352_31018917_1743797_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501828166406873074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni la my family plus makcik2..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFprjhQem3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/_ulhbr_r91g/s1600/40567_1409262909979_1184652352_31018912_128129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFprjhQem3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/_ulhbr_r91g/s320/40567_1409262909979_1184652352_31018912_128129_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501828152753560434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFprjWwj0hI/AAAAAAAAATw/WK_28f5XnTQ/s1600/40567_1409262309964_1184652352_31018897_1372675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFprjWwj0hI/AAAAAAAAATw/WK_28f5XnTQ/s320/40567_1409262309964_1184652352_31018897_1372675_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501828149935329810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Introducing u Baby..ahaks. Ni la mak andam nye. Ni sebelum akad nikah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFpqzHqemEI/AAAAAAAAATo/pgcyh7ygTC8/s1600/40567_1409263189986_1184652352_31018919_5262288_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFpqzHqemEI/AAAAAAAAATo/pgcyh7ygTC8/s320/40567_1409263189986_1184652352_31018919_5262288_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501827321249568834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ngan 1 of my cousin, Zety&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFpqyqTcphI/AAAAAAAAATg/AbbdD-YdCcA/s1600/40567_1409263229987_1184652352_31018920_3425246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFpqyqTcphI/AAAAAAAAATg/AbbdD-YdCcA/s320/40567_1409263229987_1184652352_31018920_3425246_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501827313368344082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin, maklong, kak ngah, abg ngah, my cousin, my bro n me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-9008782843207450416?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/9008782843207450416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/08/sekitar-majlis-perkahwinan-my-sis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/9008782843207450416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/9008782843207450416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/08/sekitar-majlis-perkahwinan-my-sis.html' title='Sekitar Majlis Perkahwinan My Sis'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TFprj5a4tNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zmSnun1KcD0/s72-c/40567_1409262989981_1184652352_31018914_3199585_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-6195533676094303055</id><published>2010-07-26T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T01:00:27.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder Girl's 2DT Album Contest! I am lucky indeed!!</title><content type='html'>KYAAAAAAAAAA~~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TE55MgqRJKI/AAAAAAAAATY/ZXozsmTXwSs/s1600/ntv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TE55MgqRJKI/AAAAAAAAATY/ZXozsmTXwSs/s320/ntv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498465450898564258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can u see this?haha. Yes, its true! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAYYY!!! I won again. Lucky me!! Extremely excited..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This contest held by The Breakfast Show @ntv7. Since it's early in the morning, so I had watched it several time only. But, I read somewhere on facebook that TBS is giving away Wonder Girl's album. So, i just try out my luck. Answered a question which is 'list the name of WG members' &lt;i&gt;(easy question that anyone know the answer) &lt;/i&gt;and create a slogan. And I guess I am lucky indeed when they chose me as a winner!haha. Thanks @ntv7..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I stay with my brother I always share my story with him. I always love to see how he react to every single thing I told him. Sometimes, he even do not interested but still ask me a lot of questions.haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I told him that I won Brian Joo stuff, he said this "Cuba la masuk pertandingan yang hadiah kereta ke, tv lcd ke..blablabla".  But, when I told him I won Wonder Girls album, he is more excited than me. "Really? Can see them this weekend?". He even know Wonder Girls will come this Saturday.lol And he also willing to send me to Sri Pentas on this Thursday to collect my album.^^ &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He don't even know who is Brian Joo but h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e is Wonder Girls and 2PM fan..haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-6195533676094303055?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/6195533676094303055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-lucky-indeed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/6195533676094303055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/6195533676094303055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-lucky-indeed.html' title='Wonder Girl&apos;s 2DT Album Contest! I am lucky indeed!!'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TE55MgqRJKI/AAAAAAAAATY/ZXozsmTXwSs/s72-c/ntv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-1480858694248201015</id><published>2010-07-26T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:03:06.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesyuarat Tingkap</title><content type='html'>Lame jgk x mengupdate blog..Sgt ke'bizi'an..Sejak 2 menjak ni busy dgn kerja, busy dgn my sis pny wedding preparation. Orang laen kawen, org laen terlebih busy.-_-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak jgk citer ni, last week, aku balik kg. Sbb ade mesyuarat. Ingat kat opis je ade mesyuarat. Org nak kawen pon ade mesyuarat tau. Tak tau la tempat laen panggil ape. Rewang?? Ntah la.. Yang penting kg aku panggil mesyuarat la. Then, buat pertama kalinya dalam sejarah hidop aku, aku telah mengupas/membelah lebih 30 biji kelapa. Giler ar. Kalo masuk pertandingan ni mesti menang..hik3. Tp al-maklumla..orang x pernah buat kerja berat sikit. Malam tu tangan aku rasa nak tercabut. Abes sume org kat rumah tu aku suh urut tangan aku. Last skali, aku suh bapak aku urut, dia suruh aku plak urut dia balik..haih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This thursday, aku mula bercuti..Mak aku suh cuti awal. Katenye banyak benda nak dibuat. Sbg anak yang solehah, aku pun menurut je la.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, kepada kawan2 yg dijemput, sila la bertandang ke rumah ok. I'll be waiting for u'ols. Kepada yg tak dijemput tu nak datang pun bole. Tp msg dlu ok.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-1480858694248201015?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/1480858694248201015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/07/mesyuarat-tingkap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/1480858694248201015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/1480858694248201015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/07/mesyuarat-tingkap.html' title='Mesyuarat Tingkap'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/S0MiXjUxmhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Vo5dnpU7CTc/S220/DSC00323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738185225568033080.post-8204587486590615144</id><published>2010-07-16T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:10:59.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I won Brian Joo's SMS Contest!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TEAeVDcfNrI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SorRz9vKPXM/s1600/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TEAeVDcfNrI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SorRz9vKPXM/s320/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494424892442883762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 1st time entering sms contest and I won!! Guess I had some kind of lucky charm when I was sending the SMS..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TEAeUp5CU6I/AAAAAAAAATI/e4SDXLX37cE/s1600/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TEAeUp5CU6I/AAAAAAAAATI/e4SDXLX37cE/s320/DSC00661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494424885583303586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All Brian Joo's stuff that I won. Autographed album + Autographed poster + Towel + Postcards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TEAeUfE1OZI/AAAAAAAAATA/yvNYpjQvg7Y/s1600/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD5EU/TEAeUfE1OZI/AAAAAAAAATA/yvNYpjQvg7Y/s320/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494424882679986578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Autographed Poster. Still on the floor in my room.. Should hang it in my bedroom right?kekeke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok this is how I won these stuff. On 10th July 2010, Brian Joo held the very 1st fan meeting in Malaysia. And that night, he was invited to be a special guess on 8tvNiteLive where fans can have a chat with him (by sending sms) and hosted by 2 hilarious MCs - Moe and Mike. The 1st 6 SMS which is read and answered by Brian will win the autographed poster and postcards. And the 3 most impressive SMS will win the autographed album, autographed poster, postcards and towel. So, I am the lucky 3.Yeay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Curious what SMS I'm sending to him?hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Go and watch 8tvNiteLive catch up tv at &lt;a href="http://www.8tv.com.my/"&gt;http://www.8tv.com.my/&lt;/a&gt; where Brian as a guess..LOL. Or u can watch it here..&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1YyjM4wH64"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1YyjM4wH64&lt;/a&gt; Around 7:30 i think..kikiki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738185225568033080-8204587486590615144?l=rozyyati.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/feeds/8204587486590615144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-won-brian-joos-sms-contest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/8204587486590615144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738185225568033080/posts/default/8204587486590615144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozyyati.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-won-brian-joos-sms-contest.html' title='I won Brian Joo&apos;s SMS Contest!!!'/><author><name>Rozy^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169599515231730631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ieuhQDKD
