Loving Mrs. Hwang

Compañera de casa

Mrs. Hwang seemed dumbfounded as she gaped at me.

"Y-you're.. you're... s**t," she mumbled. Psh. I heard that. She wasn't supposed to say anything inappropriate in front of her student. "Kim Hyoyeon, Kim Taeyeon... I never thought that you're Hyeyeon's little sister."

"Excuse me? Did you just say little sister? Or did you mean 'younger' rather?" Was she insulting me? I'm not a kid anymore.

I saw her pink luggage and leather handbag at the side of her. Also, she was carrying her huge backpack.

She sighed "This is a bad idea," she took her handbag.

"What?"

"I can't live with you... I mean... with my student," she said not looking at me.

"What's the big deal huh? Hyoyeon is your friend." As if I want you here... I guess, I do.

"Yes, Hyoyeon is my best friend but you're still my student," she reiterated like I didn't get it.

I rolled my eyes "What's wrong with that? Yes, I'm your student but that doesn't mean you can't live with me. Besides you're engaged, as if we have relationship to hide."

"Never say that again," she warned as she glared at me.

I kept my uninterested stare to hide that it hurts me, I'm good at hiding my feelings... no biggie. "Or what?" I tried to dare her.

"Just don't say that again, I don't want anybody to hear and misunderstand it," she sadly stated and looked away.

"Okay fine," I sighed. "But I know you're not bias so there's nothing to be afraid of," I encouraged her. What am I doing? Desperate much huh?

Mrs. Hwang remained quiet, she was still considering things before she decide. I won't force her.

"If you really don't like to live with me, I will not force you. It feels like you're disgusted with me but I don't mind," I was about to close the door but she stopped it with her hand.

"Fine, I'll stay here. Anyway I don't have other place to go. Hyoyeon and me already talked about this so I can't take it back. I will take care of you," as if she has no choice.

"Okay," I simply replied and opened the door to let her in.

"And I'm not disgusted with you," she clarified.

I just smiled then it hit me, I'm not feeling well as I lost my balance but thanks to my reflex, I immediately held the doorknob.

"Are you alright Tae?" Mrs. Hwang asked concerned. "Oh gosh, right, you have fever. Hyoyeon just called and told me about it." She held my arm and back to support me. "Go sit down," she assisted me as we walked to the couch and I carefully sat down.

My head was spinning and I might throw up.

"Hyoyeon told me, you didn't eat or take your medicine. Are you trying to kill yourself?"

I glanced at her and saw her putting her things inside. I smiled a bit, she will live with us.

I heard the door closed and clicked.

"I don't want to eat," I grumbled.

"But you have to," she insisted.

"I'm fine Professor T."

"Don't be ridiculous Tae, I will make a soup or something for you. You should eat then take your medicine. And one more thing, you can call me Tiffany when we're here in your apartment," I looked at her and met her gaze.

"I'd rather call you Professor T because it's much sexier," I winked and she blushed.

"Kim Taeyeon."

I laughed softly "I'm just kidding and it's a pleasure to me to call you Tiffany. I feel special... among your students."

"But as you said, I'm not bias," she reminded.

I nodded "You're not bias but I'm special student for you..." I cockily said.

We stared at each other as she tried to read me.

"Because I'm your friend," I added.

"Okay if you insist," she looked away. "Where's your room? You need to rest."

Mrs. Hwang helped me to go to my room, I was laying in bed while she was preparing food for me.

I feel better just seeing her and I'm happy because she will stay here with us. I'm not thinking again, this might hurt me bad in the end but I want her near me. I want to feel her presence because it relieves me.

Mrs. Hwang went to my room, she was holding a tray. There was a bowl of porridge, a pitcher of water and a glass.

Oh I left that on the table in the living room.

Mrs. Hwang sat on the bed and helped me to sit up. I leaned my back on the headboard then she started feeding me. First, I was hesitating because she was doing it, treating me like a kid but I found it sweet. She was genuine about it and she didn't tease me or say anything that would embarrass me.

And I like her cooking, I thought she's a woman who's just workaholic and that's it but I was wrong. She can cook and I think she can also do household chores. Fudge, she's perfect and she's so ready to get married.

"You should finish eating this," Mrs. Hwang said but more like a command. "And after that, you'll take your medicine."

I just nodded and she continued to feed me.

How could I forget her? How could I get over if she's here taking care of me? Probably, I couldn't stop myself from falling. Falling for her. But I know that she will never catch me.

She's pushing me away and that's the right thing to do. I also don't want her to get in trouble because of me.

Being friends is better than nothing. I still want her in my life and being her friend is a good thing. No trouble, no heartbreak.

I finished eating then Mrs. Hwang gave me my medicine and I took it.

"Very good," she sounded like a teacher. I mentally rolled my eyes, what am I? A kid?

"Are you feeling better now?" She asked as she stared into my eyes. It was deep that it felt like she was looking passed me, searching for something.

"Yes, Prof- I mean, Tiffany. Thank you," I answered nervously.

She smiled a bit "I mean... I heard about the dare."

Why would she need to bring it up? I don't like that she reminded me of that.

My mood fell and I stared at her blankly "Hm, the news spread that quick huh? Yes, it's true," I confirmed. "Seolhyun just did it because of a dare. She really doesn't like me. It's fine, we're even right? I guess, that's my karma."

Mrs. Hwang shook her head "No, you don't deserve that."

"I deserve that, it's fine. I'm fine," I said flatly. "As I said, we're even."

"But you like her right?" She reluctantly asked.

"It doesn't matter what I feel for her, I will not force her or anyone to like me back," I bitterly said.

Mrs. Hwang frowned "I'm sorry Taeyeon."

"You don't need to be sorry for me Tiffany, I understand you and Seolhyun. It hurts but I understand. You can't teach your heart who to fall in love with and emotions are stubborn s**t. They don't listen to reason even if it's wrong, it's me who's the one to blame because I let myself fall easily. I should put my wall stronger than before. It's my fault," I admitted. I needed to so I can move on.

"Don't blame yourself Taeyeon," Mrs. Hwang held my shoulders and pulled me in a hug.

It makes me insane but I want it. I want her so badly.

"W-what... you... what... d-doing?" I babbled.

"I hope, this will help you Tae," she replied softly.

Tae, I love it the way she calls me like that.

I gently pushed her as I pulled away from her "No it's not."

She gives me a lot of emotions, stubborn emotions and I don't like the feeling that I might fall hard for this woman.

Mrs. Hwang is just a friend, she's just a friend. Keep this in mind Kim Taeyeon! Let this be your mantra.

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Sorry I hadn't been updating because of some personal reason.