Age+Hormones=Drama

I'm really bored and have nothing to do, so this might suck big time!!!

Comments are very much appreciated!! *wink, wink*
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"I'm leaving for Waikiki in ten days..", she announces, holding the pieces of stapled papers higher, trying to cover her face.

Hyunjoong frantically flips the pages of his script, but his search was in vain. That line or something that sounded like it was not in any part of the script.

"What page are you on, Buin?", he asks still flipping through the papers.

There was no answer, just the sound of her deep breathing and the air conditioner blowing cool air into the living room.

He looked up to ask her, but her face was fully hidden behind the papers.

"Buin?", he asked one more time, crossing his brows.

She sighed, "Didn't you hear me? I'm going to Waikiki in ten days.", she repeated, this time more forceful, almost irritated.

"Okay..", he answered, amused by the sudden change of her mood. He swiftly snatched the script from her hand.

Just this morning they happily woke up together, ate the hearty breakfast Hyunjoong cooked, washed their linens together. Heck, they were even happily acting out and reading lines for Hyunjoong's new drama.

But then, Hwangbo became glum, she read the lines with less emotion. She did not smile. She kept sighing like there was something she wanted to say.

"Okay..", Hyunjoong said again, waiting for her explanation, but she just kept on looking everywhere but him. "So, what time is your flight?"

She stayed quiet, but her breathing grew ragged. She's going to explode anytime and he knew it, so he waited, getting ready for whatever will come his way.

A throw pillow came flying, so he covered his head.

"Yah, aren't you even going to ask me not to go, like you used to?", she glared at him.

"Of course not!", he smirked.

"I would be a very bad boyfriend slash husband slash live-in partner if I stop my girlfriend slash wife slash live-in partner from having a vacation while I work my ass off on a new drama..", he continued to tease her.

Hyunjoong continued to smile at her, like nothing happened, and this irritated her.
"So how many days will you be gone?", he asked her.

"A week or more.. Maybe fifteen days...", she muttered under her breath.

"Oh goody, can I ask Jaejoong to stay while you're not here??", Hyunjoong pretended to be completely oblivious of her sharp stares.

"Ahh, whatever. Do whatever you want to do, it's your apartment anyway.", she said, finally getting up from the cream colored couch and headed to the kitchen.

Hyunjoong snickered as he reached over to grab the phone.

Hwangbo sat on the kitchen counter, venting her anger and sudden spite on the crunchy peanut butter and bananas.

"Of all days to provoke me, why now when I’m hormonal?", she muttered in between bites.

A thought suddenly entered her mind, and she sulked.

'Is he that excited to get rid of me? Am I a burden to his freedom and independence?',she asked herself.

She walked back towards the living room only to find Hyunjoong busy talking on the phone, too busy to even notice her.

"Aren't you going to eat dinner?", she asked, but he did not hear her.

"Yahhh!!", she said, but there was no response.

Hwangbo rolled her eyes and retreated to the bedroom.

It was way past midnight when the phone rang.

"Answer the phone, Kim Hyunjoong..", she muttered, groggy, still half asleep.

The phone kept ringing.

Hwangbo finally got up only to find out that Hyunjoong was not in bed with her.

'That brat..', she thought.

"Yoboseyo?", her voice cracked, making it sound hoarse, manly even.

"Hyung!!", a voice that sounded like Hyungjun's said. "We cannot find it here. Noona probably hid it somewhere.."
Someone was giving him instructions from behind. It was clearly Kyujong, "Boram Noona said if we cannot find it inside Hwangbo Noona's house, maybe we can try the We Got Married studio, probably the stock room.", he said, "Noona wants to talk to you.."

"Yahhh, Hyunjoongah!! Why don't you answer your phone? If she finds out, something is missing, consider us dead..", Boram asked. "Anyway, we'll try to find the Pooh costume in the studios, but we found the cranes sent by the fans and the ones you made, too."

Hwangbo was alarmed, she was not planning to speak, but she could not help it, "Do not touch those cranes.."

"Omo!!", Boram panicked, "Hyejungah??"

"I said, Do not touch the cranes, Boram..", Hwangbo whispered over the phone. "What are you guys up to?"

"Nothing!!", Boram quickly answered.

"Then what are doing in my apartment?", she asked her friend, but Boram fell silent.

"I am not letting you touch those cranes..", Hwangbo, now fully awake, said firmly.

"Ottoke??", Boram's voice was trembling, "Chinggu, don't do this!!", she pleaded.

"Fine, tell me why you're in my apartment first..", Hwangbo demanded again.

She heard their hushed voices over the phone.

"Put Hyungjun on the phone..", the easiest to bribe and scare out of the three.

"Hwangbo Noona??", he greeted, a nervous smile plastered on his face.

"Well? Aren't you going tell me what you're doing there, Young Master?", Hwangbo spoke in her sweetest voice.

"Don't tell her Hyungjun, Hyung will behead us...", she heard Kyujong say.

Hwangbo could hear Boram protesting in the background, "Ani!! Ani!! You have to tell her Hyungjun.."

"Well, Noona.. I will tell you...", Hyungjun started. "I will tell you if you promise never to tell Hyunjoong hyung.."
"He... he.. has a surprise for you...", Kyujong interrupted.

"Be more specific please..", she was more interested now.

"See, I told you she'd ask for details", Hyunjun muttered.

"He bought you a bigger apartment, okay? Very expensive, very huge, very safe..", Boram finally fessed up.

Hwangbo was speechless.

"When he heard you were going to Waikiki for a few days, he wanted to prepare everything. He wanted this to be his birthday present, so that you won't feel so uncomfortable cramped up in his small apartment. He wanted a bigger kitchen with only the best equipments and utensils. He wanted more rooms, so you could have a display case for your stuff and a place for the things you value the most. Heck, I think he even prepared a baby room..", Kyujong explained, smirking when he said the last line.

"So Noona, we are begging you, don't tell Hyung.", Hyungjun begged.

Hwangbo was left in awe. There she was making a big deal out of petty things, and there he was planning their future. She dropped the phone, and decided to look for him.

She frantically searched every room, and found him fast asleep in front of his Macbook Air, on top of some papers that looked like blueprints, and sketches. A dark blue velvet box lay peacefully beside the sleeping idol.

Hwangbo did not want to know what was inside. She wanted to be surprised on her thirty-first birthday, but curiosity got the best of her.

There it was a vintage Cartier diamond ring. She saw the ring before. It was at a family gathering for Chuseok. It was his mother’s.

Underneath the gorgeous ring was an antique key. For the apartment, she assumed.

She gently put down the box, and gave him a small peck on his exposed cheek.

“Thank you”, she whispered.

She headed back to the bed room quietly trying her best not to wake him up, she did not want to ruin the surprise after all.