Our Love (J.JK x M.MN)

Think of You

J U N G K O O K

It was finally starting to feel like that time of the year again. I had been trying to work things out about moving out of my apartment, but before I finalized it, I had to tell my parents. They were definitely going to notice if the apartment they were helping pay for was suddenly vacant.

They agreed to still help me pay for my living expenses, but they weren't going to send me as much anymore since I'll be paying for less anyways.

"That's fine, but you have to focus on school, too." My dad said.

"I know, I know, and I will. I'm doing good in school, I promise this won't be a problem."

"Are we ever going to meet them?" My mom asked.

"Who? Mina?"

"Mina, and the child, what was his name again?"

"Junsu."

"Right. Are we ever going to meet Mina and Junsu?"

"You can. You're welcome to visit, I'm sure Mina wouldn't mind."

But they didn't come to visit.

I was busy moving my stuff and getting rid of the stuff I didn't use anymore. Everything should be set and I should officially be living with Mina by the end of the year.

I wondered if she was going to tell her parents, but she said they didn't have to know.

"When they eventually do find out though, it won't be a big deal." She said.

Judging by how her mom reacted when she found out about Junsu, I think I can trust Mina's words.

I didn't believe it before, but Mina really loves me. She didn't show it so much before, but after I told her how I felt, she started being more affectionate. This gave me the courage to act the same way towards her.

Christmas was slowly approaching with the days getting colder and the nights feeling warmer when we got to spend them together. I felt pressured to find a nice gift for Mina, even though I knew she would appreciate anything I got her. The two of us already bought a few gifts for Junsu and put them under the little Christmas tree in the corner of the apartment.

Every year, I usually get my parents and my brother something and occasionally, I'll get my friends something if I know we're going to see each other on Christmas, but I don't think I'll be seeing them this year. It's alright I guess. It's not like I can afford to get them all nice gifts anyways.

I've been thinking about getting a job, but who's going to take care of Junsu while Mina's gone? And I have school too, so I don't have a lot of time to commit to a job. But I could really use the money.

I'm working really hard in school so I can get a good job when I'm done and be able to support myself. If Mina and I are going to raise Junsu, the three of us can't stay in that apartment forever. I want to be able to help us eventually move out of there to somewhere with more space. But I'm getting ahead of myself. I have to focus on finishing school first.

I want to work in the music industry, maybe as a producer or something, but I know that takes time to work up to. The music scene in Korea is growing everyday and I'm hoping I can take advantage of that. I've been looking into internships but I haven't been able to commit to anything yet. I know things will work out though.

Mina suggested that we invite both of our parents over for dinner on Christmas. I was a little nervous about that, but I didn't object. My parents wanted to meet Mina and Junsu and I knew our parents were going to meet each other some day anyways. I felt like this was a big deal though.

We haven't even been dating for a year, why do I feel like we're getting married...

I guess she just means that much to me.

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Christmas is just a few days away. Junsu just turned nine months old. I was at home with Junsu, waiting for Mina to get back from work.

It was snowing again today. When Mina left for work, I took Junsu and we walked with Mina to the bus stop. She has to ride the bus to the metro station to get to work. Now I just have to hope the snow doesn't get too heavy so she can make it home safely.

I took this time to start a little project with Junsu. I bought a small canvas and paint the other day before coming home from school. I put a few drops of paint onto the canvas before sliding it into a plastic bag. Then I sat Junsu in front of it and let him have fun, putting his hands all over it, spreading the paint across the canvas without getting dirty.

When the canvas was completely covered, I took it out and let it dry. A few hours later, I wrapped it up and labeled it, "To: Mina, From: Junsu".

Mina got home a little bit later than usual, just as the sun was going down.

"Mina's home!" I tell Junsu as she walks through the door.

Junsu gets excited and starts crawling towards her.

"How was work?" I ask, picking up Junsu and putting him in his high chair.

"It was good," She clears her throat, "But my arms hurt. We were doing a lot of heavy lifting today."

"In that case, I'll make dinner tonight. You sit down and rest then."

She inhales, but something sounded off. It sounded like there was something in her throat. Suddenly, she starts coughing and struggling to breathe.

"Are you okay? Are you choking?" I ask.

She shakes her head, but grabs onto my arm to stop herself from falling, still trying to cover her mouth. She seemed scared.

"Mina, breathe. Look at me. Slowly." I look her in the eyes.

I walk us over to the kitchen to get her some water.

When she was able to slow her breathing down, she was able to drink and that seemed to do the trick.

"What was that? Are you okay?" I ask.

She nods, "Must be allergies or something."

She drinks the rest of the water before having a realization, "Oh, you know what. It was probably because of work today."

"What do you mean?"

"We were moving a lot of stuff around and it was really dusty. I must've breathed some of it in." She explains.

"But you're okay though?" I was still concerned. Her voice still sounded scratchy.

"I'm okay." She says, "Did I scare you?"

"A little."

She laughs, "Aw, you care about me."

I scoff, "Of course I do. Who do you think I am?"

"You're right." She shrugs, "You're my boyfriend. I guess it's your job to worry about me."

I knew she was teasing me about worrying about her so much this afternoon when she left for work.

"Yeah, yeah." I say, "I love you. What's the shame in that?"

"No shame." She kisses my cheek,

"As long as I love you too."