
10-08-2009, 05:18 AM
Chunho was fairly dumbfounded when he saw Hyunsu right upon entering the building. Thoughts of being fired for being late swarmed around his head. But, no! He wasn’t going to lose his job! He had to get chocolate and fudge! Goblins must have struck again. So, now, it was up to Chunho to find safety pins for Mihi! The poor girl was all exposed on the ground… Truthfully, Chunho wouldn’t have even really noticed her if Hyunsu hadn’t stopped him and demanded that he get the safety pins for her.Those were significantly easier to find than chocolate and fudge, too. “I’ll go get them~!” he called out cheerfully, but still fairly dazed.
Before changing into his work uniform and cleaning up, he delivered the safety pins to Mihi while sort of trying to hide his charcoal cheek and bloodied chin. “uh, I’m gonna go change, okay, boss? I’ll be back out in a moment!”
Once he had changed, given the orders for the coffees to Hyunsu, and offered Yoolee some Hwachae, he was trying to think of something else to talk about with her. But, not something completely off the wall and random… Truthfully there wasn’t much he could say other than, ‘alright, I’ll get that to you in just a moment’ that wouldn’t be pretty random. But, then Yoolee reached up with a napkin and wiped his chin off. His eyes widened and his face flushed with colour.
He really wasn’t sure what to do, it was just so out of the blue!
"Are you okay, Chunho? You're bleeding, you know," He had been watching her, confused out of his mind until he saw the blood on the napkin. When he did, it all clicked. He smiled, and half laughing said, “Yeah, I’m fine. I just slipped earlier and fell off my bike.” This was deeefinately going to be in his blog. But, not like this. It’d be better in his journal.
More like:
'She wiped some blood off of my face, “oh,” I said, “Don’t you think that—“ she cut me off, “You’re bleeding!” She was so sweet, but at the same time, it was… too much for my heart to handle. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I backed away, holding my arms protectively in front of my face, “I… I’m sorry. We’re… too close. We can’t keep doing things like this!” (Even if this is the first time something like this has happened…) I said before running to the back to get her drink ready. When I came back, she was still sitting there. I don’t know, though. Something was weird about the whole atmosphere. And there was that napkin, all covered in my blood, just kind of sitting on the table. “I’ll go throw that away,” I said to her softly as I set her drink down in front of her. She didn’t really say much in response, so I took it and threw it away. But, then I surprised her! I brought her a key lime tartelette because I really like those and I thought that she might, too…But I gave it to her, she said that she hated those!! I was hurt! I had just been trying to lighten the mood! And she haaaates them!!!'
This post would really need some work before I put it up on my page. But, it would be something like that. And smilies! There would be lots of smilies. Chunho laughed to himself at the jokes he was making and decided to jot some of this down somewhere so he could put it online later. Luckily he laughed just a little bit after saying he fell of the bike, so it looked more like he was laughing at that statement than at some private joke he had running through his mind. His smile became more sincere, “I’m sorry you had to see that. But, Thank you,” he reached out his hand, “Here, I’ll throw out the napkin. And next time I come back, I’ll bring you your Hwachae and an Apple Gallete as my thanks.” He began to walk away, then turned and added with a goofier smile, “And no blood this time!”
Chunho walked back into the back, making sure the bloodied napkin made it into a trash can. He leaned against a wall and let out a small sigh. He wanted to play his violin. Piano would be okay, but with the violin, he could really express how he was feeling. He made sure his face was clean again (and no longer bleeding…) before giving the orders he had taken to Hyunsu, and saying with a hopeful smile, “Hey, boss, we should get a baby grand piano in here, right? We could play for the customers and then, if they wanted to, they could play, too! It’d get a lot of use and grand pianos sound great! Much better than the stand up ones.” Chunho could have kept on talking about pianos for a while, but decided to stop there. Hopefully they could get one. He really wanted one… No, not just for himself! It was for the café! People would like that!
Last edited by Le-Krynn; 10-08-2009 at 05:22 AM..
Reason: fixing a small grammar/comprehension mistake. Sorry. D:
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