The Kpop Otaku's Dream

Saturday morning soon arrives and I am up at the crack of dawn.

I decide that it would be better to eat with Irene than by myself so I forced my hunger to recede.

It's about 7:30 when I decide to leave the house. I take the car as it's quite chilly in the morning and head to Irene's place.

Once there, I see her coming out from the front door in a white blouse with a red flower patterned skirt and golden studded earing's. She looks like she stepped straight out of a MV. But then again, she can pull anything off. If she decides to put in a little effort like today, then it's not even fair.

She carries a pile of study materials, and I scurry to help her as fast as I can.

"Good morning Miss, may I help you with your luggage?"

I bow politely in a joking manner and despite her small protests take whatsever in her hands and loads it into the back seat.

I open up the passenger door and signal for her to enter. She takes my suggestion and I close the door.

After a small exchange, we set off. Contrary to the planned schedule, I don't head straight to my place but rather to the cafe near. I pop out of the car and hurry inside leaving a dazed Irene alone with her thoughts. After about five minutes, I return holding two cups of coffee and a brown bag under my arm filled with pastries.

I smile, once I notice her gaze fixed on me and ask her to open the door with my eyes.

Once under the cover of the vehicle, I hand her the sweeter coffee blend of the two. She takes it and has a sip. She finds it hot and starts fanning her tongue. Her clumsy moments are really cute. It really makes every effort worth it.

We then continue on our journey and reach my place in a minute. I park in the underground bay and head to the elevators.

Irene follows and after a few moments of silence, and very bland elevator music. We reach my door.

"Welcome to casa park", I say as I open the door.

She enters and I see her eyes bulge as she takes in the sight. Like a little kid in a candy store she proceeds to make herself at home and looks around everywhere. From the kitchen, to the lounge, to the balcony to even the bathroom.

Thank god she at least has the mind not to enter my bedroom.

I don't know how I can even begin to explain all the SNSD merch that's currently taking up some space inside there .

HEY! Don't judge me. I can get everything I wanted in my past life. I'm making up for miss opportunities.

A leopard doesn't change his spots overnight.

I set the study materials on the table in the lounge and place the red bean pastries on a plate.

"BAECHU! come eat. You are not here to sight see! You are supposed to be teaching me"

She pouts and says "You are such a killjoy!"

I laugh and say " That's my line"

She takes a seat next to me and grabs a bun. I watch in sheer amazement as it vanishes in light speed. Who knew that this little rabbit was actually a tiger in hiding.

"That was delicious. Thanks" she says.

I notice a little paste stuck on the left side of her cheek and motion for her to wipe there. She doesn't seem to understand so I lean forward and decide to do it myself.

I reach forward and stretch my hand out, I brush lightly against her cheek and lips scooping up the leftover jam.

With no thought, I lick my finger and utter uncontrollably, "Tasty"

It takes me a second before I realize what I've just done, so I embarrassingly look see Irene's reaction.

She is beet-red, I swear I see smoke coming from her ears.

Taking advantage of this moment and seeing as how she hasn't turned down my advances. I lean forward. Inching towards her ever so slowly.

Time seems to slow down. I lift her head upwards to face me and we lock eyes. She's not pushing away and even holds on to my shirt.

My breath starts to grow heavier and heavier. She has closed her eyes seemingly to expect what is to come.

I pull her closer and closer. Our foreheads are touching and I can feel the heat transferred between our bodies. I tilt my head and just as I am about to reach the promise land.

A sound disrupts us from this moment.

*Ding Ding*

The telecoms is ringing. And I can hear a male voice saying.

"DYLAN! OPEN UP!"

I turn to face the screen trying to see who it is but I can't seem to make it out.

WHOEVER THIS IS! YOU ARE DEAD!!!