Talking Eyes, Mia Lafreve Pedretti [beach read book .txt] 📗

he was insistedly touching his head. I found out that he hit his head on the bed's canopy. I didn't know why, but I screamed, more than I intended. I believed I saw blood, but looking more closely, I stated that it was just a red scarf hang at the canopy. I sighed in relief.

“Oppa are you ok?” I asked him though.

He stroke his hair as to brush off the pain. “No. Damn it.” He complained. He looked at me frustrated. “You shouldn’t have screa-” He didn't even finish the sentence, that the president entered in the room slamming the door and shouting:

“JI YONG! YOU DIRTY PERVERT! I KNEW YOU WOULD HAVE DOn..” The sentence died in his mouth as soon as he saw the scene.

Me, on top of Ji Yong, on his bed, with my shirt totally unbuttoned and my bra in sight. With my cute pinky slip appearing under Ji Yong's hands, which were possessively gripped on my butt. Who knows what could have happen, if I have had a skirt on. As I looked in the president's eyes, I knew I was screwed anyway. Si, sei proprio fottuta! (Yeah, you’re really screwed.)

 JI YONG

Damn canopy. If it hasn't been for it, we wouldn't have been in that situation. I sighed. The boss looked very mad, better say furious. He had that look on his face that scared the hell out everyone in the YG building. There were also Choi Seung Hyun and Youngbae behind him, both surprised. While Youngbae kept grinning, Choi Seung Hyun kept shaking his head in disappointment instead.

“Lee Yun Mi Maria Martelli.” The president called out her full name. What a long name! “Get off him, now.” His voice was calm, but I knew that was just the peace before the storm.

She did like he ordered. She buttoned her shirt, hiding her beautiful and soft skin from my sight. She also lifted up her jeans and closed the front in no time. She fixed her hair and tried to hide the hickeys I left on her neck. I tried myself to not stared at them along, because she was still tempting. I noticed then, that she was trembling and not a little, but from head to toe. I realized that she was scared to death, for have been busted in the worst moment ever. The thing that confused me though, was that the president looked more angry at her than at me.

“Ji Yong.” He called out my name this time. Now it's my turn. I thought and sighed, not scared, but annoyed.

I stood up from the bed and stroke my head, because it still hurt the spot where I hit my head. “De?” I answered.

“Get out of the room, me and Miss martelli here have to talk.” He slowly started to raise his voice, but I knew that he was just waiting for me to exit, so he could have shouted as much as he wanted on her. I didn't move. I stayed right were I was, meant next to my love. There’s no way I can leave her now. I thought. If he wanted to scold her, he had to scold me too. I was guilty as much as her after all.

“I don't..want..to Repeat.. Myself.” He said threatening me with his glare.

“I want to stay.” I said firmly.

His brows raised up slowly. “What?” He exclaimed and made a step towards me.

“I'm guilty too, so you have to scold me as well.” I was obviously scared of the consequences of my choice, but I didn't want to let her alone in this delicate moment.

“Oppa..” She whispered with her sweet voice, catching my attention. “You can go. I can make it.” She said, trying to convince me to go, but there was no way that I could leave her alone.

“No. I'm staying. I won't leave you.” I replied firmly and grabbed her right hand. I squeezed to transfer my strenght to her.

“But..Oppa..” You could tell that she was super-worried and feeling guilty. Her eyes were already wattering ready to cry, even if the president didn’t start to scold us yet.

“Then stay! You're both in big trouble.” The president allowed me in the end.

Youngbae, who stayed silent all the time behind him, tried to lighten up the mood. “Sunbaenm, come on. They were just..” He started to say, but the president cut him off.

“OH SHUT IT!” He shouted at him, and then pushed him and Choi Seung Hyun out of the room. He closed the door with the keys, so they couldn’t disturb him. Where the hell he got them?

When we remained alone, A death silence spreaded around the room. None of us even breathed. I didn't want to break it and be the one to be scolded. “YOU.” He muttered pointing his eyes on me. F*ck! He walked straightly in my direction and stood in front of me. “Do you hAVE,  ANY IDEA, OF WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED, IF SOMEONE ELSE HAD ENTERED IN YOUR ROOM, YOU IDIOT?” He shouted in my face. “CAN'T YOU CONTROL YOURSELF OR NOT? ARE YOUR DOWN PARTS STRONGER THAN YOUR BRAIN?” He asked/shouted. I didn’t answered back because I knew that was a rhetorical question.

Then he turned his terrible gaze over Yumi. “AND YOU.” He stepped in front of her now. “I THOUGHT THAT HE WAS THE PERVERTED ONE, BUT NEITHER YOU ARE SO INNOCENT! AM I RIGHT?” He asked/shouted, paused to breathe and then he restarted again. Louder, if that’s even possible. “IT'S THAT WHAT YOU'RE MOTHER TAUGHT YOU TO DO WITH BOYS? ARE YOU THAT CARELESS?”

“..no.” She whispered back, but it was like he didn't even hear her.

Then he talked, I mean shouted, to the both of us. "WHY ARE YOU TWO IDIOT SO IRRESPONSIBLE? I CAN'T SPEND MY ENTIRE TIME CHECKING UP ON YOU TWO! I HAVE MY WORK TOO YOU KNOW! YOU CAN'T DO WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE IN LOVE! BEING IN LOVE DON'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO FOOL AROUND! DO YOU EVEN HAVE SOME CONSCIENCE IN THOSE BRAINS OF YOURS? OR YOU USE THEM JUST WHEN IT’S CONVENIENT TO YOU?”

That wasn’t my first time being scolded, so I was used to it. I just had to wait till he cooled down a little bit and then apologize. But when I glanced at Yumi, she was crying and sobbing like there was no tomorrow. The tears were falling down like a waterfall. I felt so bad, and powerless. I wasn't able to comfort her in that tensed moment, so I just squeezed tightly her right hand, without making me notice by the president. But it seemed that she didn't feel it.

“Listen.” The sudden calm voice of the president surprised me by its volume. It was unexpectedly lower and his face wasn’t red of anger anymore. It was relaxed instead, but still worried. “It's not that I don't want you two to be together. You look perfect to me.” He confessed looking most of the time at Yumi, probably because he felt guilty seeing her cry. I never cried when he scolded me in the past, I usually used to wait for him to calm down or I got mad too. I wanted to comfort her as well though.

“I'm-I'm-I'm sorry, sun-sunbaenim.” She said between sobs and stuttered a lot too. The president couldn’t make it anymore and he pulled his arms around her and hugged her tightly. He whispered sweet words to calm her down and stroke her head too.

“Hush..Hush now.” He whispered. “Stop crying.”

“I'm sorry.” She just continued to repeat with her head squeezed on his chest. “I didn’t want to get you mad. I should have been more cautious with him.” I’m him. I'm the guy.

“Yeah, but now stop crying. I'm not mad at you anymore.” He replied.

“Re-really?” She asked sobbing and lifted her head up to look at his face.

He smiled warmly. “Yes.” He nodded. “Seeing you like that, shocked me. I mean, I'm not used to it you know! I always have a specific image of my artists, that’s why I was so surprised..and mad.” He confessed blushing lightly.

“I'm sorry too sunbaenim.” I apologized. “I should have stopped whe-” I tried to explain, but he cut me off.

He waved his free hand as to brush off my lame excuses. “Yeah yeah.” He replied annoyed. “I don't want to hear the details.” He said. Then he patted Yumi's head for the last time and looked at her. “Are you ok now?” He asked her.

She nodded. “D-de.” She stopped sobbing, but tears kept falling down her cheeks. She brushed them away miserly.

“Then let's sit down and talk.” He said and let her go. He sat down first, then we imitated him.

Yumi looked worried though. “What?” She asked still scared that he would have scolded her again.

“I'm not gonna shout, I promise.” He assured her.

She relaxed a little bit. I helped her brush away the tears from her cheeks. She slightly blushed and thanked me. She was so beautiful, even when she cried. I wanted to kiss and cuddle her in my arms, but I behaved myself and just patted her shoulders. When I then took my eyes off her, I saw the president staring at us. Well, he already saw the 'stuff' so..

 

“Now, I scolded you guys just because I'm worried.” He begun like he saw nothing. “Worried that someone with bad intentions, might take pictures of you guys while you're together.” He talked  concerned. “And if they ever had the chance to do so, they might blackmail you or worse, they can  publish the pictures on web and magazines. And things might get worst than ever.” He explained.

I nodded understanding his point. “We understand.” We both replied.

“That’s why I beg you. Please be more careful, responsible and watch your back. Every single moment.” He prayed us. “They might caught you when you least expect it.”

“We'll keep our guard up.” Yumi said nodding.

“Yes, we will.” I agreed with her.

“Promise me.” He claimed.

“I promise sunbaenim..” Yumi exclaimed serious and suddenly she kneeled, and bowed her head on the floor. “I'll be more responsible and will not let you down.” She promised. That surprised both me and the president.

“Ehi There's no need to kneel down Yumi-ha.” He tried to lift her up from the floor. “Come on, stand up.”

I kneeled down and bowed my head on the floor too. “I promise too. If I ever let you down again, I'll kill myself.” I said serious like never before.

He tried to lift me up too. “Ya! What you’re saying now?”

“Yes, I'll kill myself too president.” Yumi said too.

“Yes, we’re both gonna kill ourselves.” I added. “Because I can't live without you.” I whispered to her. She blinked and stared at me for a couple of second before blushing like always.

“YA!” The old man got tired of us. “You two are too much now. Stop fooling around and act seriously!” He scolded us.

We both looked at him and said at the same time. “But we are serious!”

“Death serious.” I added.

“Okay. Okay I got it.” He allowed at the end, but looked still annoyed. “But don't say things like ' I'll kill myself '. It freaks me out.”

“You wanted us serious.” I reminded him.

“Yeah, but don't say those things again.” He replied. “There’s no need to swear on your life. Okay?”

“DE!” We answered together.

Then we returned to our originals positions, Yumi hugged him right away though. And thanked him multiples times. “Kamsamida! Grazie mille! sunbaenim. ” The president hugged her back for a while, before letting her go.

“Okay.Okay, but don't you forget what I've told you.” He said to the both of us.

“I’ll keep that in mind. I won’t absolutely forget it! I promise!” She replied sincerely.

“I promise too.” I said.

He shook his head, but smiled