SILENCE LOVE'S

Chapter 35's

"I want to have you, Sohyun..."

My heart is beating so fast. I subconsciously held my breath and closed my eyes as Baekhyun brought his face closer.

Resignedly.

That's how I feel now. I can't dwell if Baekhyun does something to me.

But long as I waited while closing my eyes, I felt no movement whatsoever from this man who was still above me.

I slowly opened my eyes, and I stared at Baekhyun, with his face holding back his laughter.

"Buahaha!!" baekhyun's laughter suddenly blared loudly. He then got up from his position and held his stomach.

God fucking. He teases me!

"Yeah! Byun Baekhyun's! You're this!" I quickly got up and took the pillow, and threw it at Baekhyun.

"Ah, I'm sorry, but you're so funny, Sohyun!" so, he said, then continued laughing.

I feel so ashamed now. How can I not think a no-no if Baekhyun behaves like that?!

"I hate you" I muttered annoyed and got out of bed and out of the room.

I heard Baekhyun's laughter begin to subside, and the footsteps that followed me.

"You angry, hm?" baekhyun asked still trying to control his laughter.

I was silent not flinching, lazy to respond. I also sat on the sofa, as well as Baekhyun. Of course I turned my back on that man.

"I'm sorry. I was just wondering how you would react if I worked that way. It seems to be in accordance with expectations!" he said again, making me even more upset.

It's like a roller coaster! Your feelings are being swung around so fiercely!

I'd be ashamed when you think you're going to do something like. yeah you know what I mean, but you're being bullied. As if, only you think like that, but it turns out you are provoked, when you do not want to think about it. You guys understand what I mean? If not already. To quote my favorite author, may your sins be forgiven.

"Hey, are you really angry, Kim Sohyun?"

Silence shrouded us again late tonight. Slowly the cold felt touching the skin even though I was wearing quite warm clothes. It's still raining, and it turns out the heating here is off.

I felt movement behind me. Baekhyun got up and pulled my hand back into the room.

"Yeah, let me go!" I said trying to let go.

Baekhyun just kept silent without saying anything. After entering the room, he closed the door. Pulls me to the edge of the bed, and he sits down. I was still standing in front of him, guessing what he was going to do this time. Without much ba-bi-bu, this Byun guy pulled me down on his lap. With a quick movement, he pulled my legs slightly round, and positioned both of my legs on both of his waist. Enough to make my heart beat back.

"You're really mad at me? Forgive me," said Baekhyun in the softest voice I have ever heard. His eyes gently looked at me who was now looking down embarrassed.

"So, you're making me almost have a heart attack" I said at last.

Scroll again his face, he smiled faintly.

"Wanna try it? You seem to want to try it?" baekhyun said with a mischievous look. I hit him on the shoulder and he grimaced.

"Stop teasing me, Mr. Byun," I said looking at him intently. The man chuckled and tightened his embrace on my waist.

"I want to have you, but after we get married. I wouldn't do that before I got married. That's my principle, Sohyun. Suturing you was the thing I've wanted the most all along, and it finally came true."

Baekhyun spoke at length, making my eyes slightly watery. Is he really going to marry me?

"Marry me, Sohyun. I don't want to lose you again this time," Baekhyun said. He grabbed my chin, demanding me to look into his black eyes.

Really, I'm overwhelmed. I know Baekhyun is a quiet person who can never express his feelings well with words. He proposed to me in this usual way. No rings, no romantic dinners, and no classical violin accompaniment. Only in this room, hugging me, hugging me, did he do it all his own way, which ultimately made me, for the umpteenth time, fall in love with him.

I nodded, then hugged the man tightly. Smelling the unique scent of her that I so much craved and this is a new opium for me other than that caffeinated drink. There were no words spoken, this time it was probably our hearts that were chatting. Slowly the man let go of my embrace, and he kissed my lips again. Just a sweet little kiss.

"Let's go to sleep, if it stays like this, my principles can collapse instantly," Baekhyun said as he blinked his eyes with a smile.

I chuckled, and struck his shoulder once more in dismay with a Baekhyun Byun. Tonight, it feels so beautiful. In her warm embrace, I began to explore my beautiful dreams, with her in them.

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Me and Baekhyun decided to take a walk in the morning that was a little foggy. The dew fog was quite thick, closing the view of the blue Hallstattersee lake. The Alps still look great despite the fog. The giant silhouette with a cold and mysterious impression once again opened up to me. Really, it's a beautiful village besides Edensor. Not too many this morning. Only a few local people took a walk this morning while exercising, and cleaning of course. These small, winding, rocky streets are a little heart-wrenching when you see them. The arrangement is messy, but the aesthetic location is clearly reflected in this simple path.

Baekhyun clasped my hand tightly, and put one of my hands into the pocket of his brown coat. He put on my cream scarf first. He said it was his favorite scarf. I was also wearing a brown coat, and we were already like a couple now.

We had a little chat about this scene, and about Baekhyun's work. Well, the man is now helping his uncle, and he secretly works as a designer at a design company in London. Somehow his contract of cooperation, Baekhyun just send design, remote consultation with his client without meeting in person. Just a video call he made. And it can work anywhere and anytime. The company did not bother with the terms Baekhyun proposed because Byun's man is a very good person to draw, with a brilliant construction idea of course.

I am proud of my future husband...

"How did you sleep, son? Wakeless? You weren't bothered by Baekhyun, were you?!" aunt Youngil exclaimed instantly pulling me gently, away from Baekhyun.

"Ah, yes, Bi," I replied with a stiff smile. I saw Baekhyun who started taking black aprons and entering the barista room.

He's very handsome with that white shirt and that apron. Ah, if only the fans saw this, of course it would be a scene!

"Auntie, can I help you?" I'm bargaining with Aunt Youngil.

The woman smiled, "Of course, honey. You can help me sell flowers."

I smiled happily, and followed Aunt Youngil to the cashier's booth. Kulirik Baekhyun who joined smiled happily.

The sunlight began to appear to shine. It was still soft and warm when the light penetrated through the cracks of the wooden walls and glass doors of this shop. Some of their customers started to come in and order coffee and breakfast. Youngil's aunt also prepared my favorite coffee while I was guarding the shop.

Kulirik Baekhyun who started helping Uncle Arian work. He looks so stunning. His every move, the look in his eyes, his friendly smile, the way he brewed coffee, all made me smile and he was more and more fond of it.

A woman came down from the top floor of this place. A beautiful girl, her face is a blend of Asian and caucasian. His eyes were large with long black hair until his back was slightly re-bonded. His nose is very sharp, with thin lips. His forehead is not too big either. At first glance he looks very cold and like a girl who is reluctant to socialize.

"Oh, Baekhyun. You have arrived apparently," said the girl. He looked at the cashier, and was surprised that I was standing here.

"Well, it seems like someone helped today," said the girl again smiling kindly at me.

"Include, Hana. This is Sohyun, Baekhyun's future wife," said Aunt Youngil when the girl named Hana was right in front of the cashier.

"Well, you're beautiful, Sohyun! A very thick Asian face! Meet Hana Elle, Baekhyun's annoying cousin!" he moved his face towards me. This girl's appearance is very fashionable with her purple coat, but it turns out she is a little tomboy. Long hair cannot hide its character.

"Greetings, Hana. My name is Sohyun" I said with a smile.

"Well, if there's Sohyun looking after the cashier, can I take a walk today?" hana smiled broadly.

"Oh, you're this," said Youngil's aunt, "Yes already, go there. But don't come home tonight!"

"Thank you, Eomma! Thanks to you too, Sohyun. I'll buy you lamb sometime! Dahhh~"

Hana walked out of the store with wide, confident steps. Wow, she's a unique girl.

"I'm sorry Auntie's son, yes. He's like that."

I smiled and nodded, "It's okay, Auntie. Hana is a beautiful and very passionate girl. It's interesting."

"You think like this, Sohyun? Ah so happy! But it's a pity that he doesn't have a girlfriend yet" he said again, "Auntie is glad that Baekhyun has a wife like you. If Baekhyun's parents met you, they would love you as well as his son."

I smiled, flattered by Aunt Youngil's words. This woman is so good that sometimes it is overrated.

Further helping, the cafe started to get crowded. Some people started ordering coffee, and also bought flowers. An Asian-faced girl came to our shop. He stood in front looking at the flowers. I saw Aunt Youngil who was busy. I finally ventured out to greet the buyer.

"Could I help you, Miss?" ask her.

"Ah, I want to buy this bouquet," she said in English, with a thick Korean accent.

"You're from Korea?" I asked him in Korean. The girl looked up surprised and she looked happy.

"Good, thank goodness you're Korean! I'm having trouble speaking English here!" she laughed a little.

I nodded happily, "It's nice to also meet Koreans here. So you want to buy this flower?"

He nodded his head, "Yes, this is for my boss. I don't know why he's been picking flowers lately. He told me to find a fragrant flower."

I smiled, "It must be an elegant woman."

The girl shook her head, "It's not a boy." The girl continued on with a pretty spirited story.

"He's a bitch. Sok tell! I'm actually sorry I worked with him. But how else, I have no other job but to be his men," he said again. His face is expressive in storytelling, making me also interested. This girl has soft skills in communicating.

I smiled and nodded, then started wrapping the flowers she had chosen.

"Choi Yoohan!" a man's voice from far away. I was quite surprised to hear this voice. It doesn't feel foreign.

"Why are you so long?! I'm just telling you to buy flowers, not to tell a story" the man said. I was still looking down, trying to remember whose voice this was. Just when I straightened my body, I was quite surprised. So too with this guy who came. The heavy sound I was familiar with. We both looked at it long enough. Not only was I surprised, the man in front of me also showed a similar attitude. His face has not changed. It's still the same as it was then, like two years ago.

"Ah, this is my superior" said the girl named Yoohan,

"Talk, his name is Kim Taehyung, heir to the famous Home Shopping in Korea."

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