Destiny

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"What should I wear!?" Morning arrived with a lot of questions in my head... Like what should I wear to look like I'm wife of Kim Namjoon? What if people think I don't deserve him? What will I do if other women looks at him the way I do!? "Brrrrr" I shook my head violently to remove all those thoughts from my head and focus on what to wear and how to tie up my hair to look like Mrs. Kim.

After a long-long questioning about what to wear how to style myself I came onto the conclusion.

"Are you ready?" I head a soft voice that was followed by two knocks on the door. Usually he won't talk to me in the morning but today he did! I let the desire of squealing like seal stuck inside me and replied with another calm yet audible "yes." Tip-toeing to the door I finally reached the door handle to pull it down and open the door. God knows who made this up high in the sky.

I opened the door, my eyes focused on ground with the rapid beats of my heart. They must be wholely audible in this quiet atmosphere and I doubt if he can't hear it. There was a moment of silence and air was getting uncomfortable. Should I break the ice? My introvert self would never let me. "Uhm... Follow me." I heard Namjoon-ssi saying after clearing his throat and soon enough he was walking towards the stairs. His long legs were enough to cover a distance of 2 miles in 4 steps. Picking up my hanbok and raising it up till my knees I ran behind him like a penguin. Oh... Did I forgot to tell you all what I wore? It's a blue hanbok that I wore with several floral embroideries. And for my hair I tied them in a simple braid and adorned it with a blue daenggi, that had somewhat same embroideries. I looked up while running to see Namjoon-ssi wearing the same colour and unknowingly a smile crept on my face. "I'll look like Mrs. Kim." I murmured under my breath not loud enough for Mr. Kim to hear but loud enough for me to hear.

"Oh my precious treasures." We are now infront of Namjoon-ssi's mother and her eyes could tell it all... How happy she was and how much she love both of us. "May god protect you from all the evil eyes." I was standing beside Namjoon-ssi who was smiling at his mother. And today was the day I got to know that I only reach till his shoulders. "Here." A lady gave me the packed lunch-box and I smiled at her with a confused expression on my face. "You should eat there, he'll return till late. You can't stay starved till then." His mother explained as I nodded my head in acknowledgement. "Mr. Kim its the time for us to take a leave." I heard the same voice I used to hear every morning when Namjoon-ssi would leave for his work. I turned my head to the side leaning a bit only to see a man in his 30s or whatsover standing at the front door with a smile on his face. Namjoon-ssi turned his face as well and nodded his head in acknowledgement. "Lets go." I heard Namjoon-ssi saying and I nodded my head. He started moving forward and thats when I was pulled by a force dragging me backwards. it was his mother. "Namjoon was the one who was  worried about you starving the whole day and thats the reason he told me to pack some lunch for you." She giggled teasing me and pushed me to the front to catch Namjoon-ssi's league. and thats it.

I was with the butterflies all through the way. "What would you like to eat?" I was brought back to the real universe with his voice, I looked at him confusingly and he was LOOKING at me? I again looked on the ground not being able to match the eye-contact, fiddling my fingers. "You didn't have breakfast today because you spent the time of having breakfast in getting ready. So you can have something from here or somewhere if you like." I didn't have breakfast? oh yes, I didn't eat. How can I forgot eating when that's the only thing I do. "What do you want to eat?" He repeated his question and into the pressure of not being able to decide what to eat I raised my fingers in a random direction. "ddeokbeeokki?" My eyes widened as I followed the direction of my fingers. It was pointing towards the shop called EXTRA SPICY DDEOKBEOKKI. I can't handle spiciness. "You can handle spices, are you sure?" He asked and I can't even changed the direction my fingers, it'll hurt my feminine ego and pride. "I want to eat spicy today." I murmured loud enough for Namjoon-ssi to hear.