Miracle Ramyun Couple byBurningNoona

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Namsoon's POV

I can't stop shaking. I drag myself off the floor. Like a zombie, I wash the dinner dishes, take a shower, and I've been sitting in front of the fireplace for ages. I am cold inside and out, and the heat from the fire is not warming me.

HeungSoo is Joong Ki? Joong Ki is HeungSoo? How's that possible? I should've recognized his voice, right? Who am I kidding? He didn't recognize my voice either. My brain rewinds and goes over all my chats with Joong Ki since he became my customer.

The childhood friend we talked about all this time was me! Every conversation plays across my mind. Joong Ki's most feared teacher with the stick; Uhm Force. His favorite female teacher our Jung In-Jae. Most hated teacher Kang Se-chan, and the one who's funeral we both attended, Jo Bong. Joong Ki plays soccer and likes manga. Joong Ki's friend's best friend lives in Japan, KangJoo. And I'm Joong Ki's childhood friend he was on the outs with and now has feelings for. The two life-changing events in his life were my two mistakes? Shit!

How didn't I see it all? Because you never thought HeungSoo was the type to call a phone sex operator, that's why. And you're not the run-of-the-mill sex phone operator either, I tell myself. I wrap my arms around my legs and hug them tight. I can't lose him now, I just can't.

I continue to stare at the flame going over all our chats in my head until my eyes grow tired and I fall asleep.

                                             ― ☾ ―

The persistent ringing of my cellphone wakes me up. Jeez, when did I fall asleep?

"Soo Min hello."

"HeungSoo?" I whisper.

"Have you forgotten my voice; this is Joong Ki. And I want to talk to Soo Min."

Silence. What's going on? What is he up to? I sit up and hold on tight to the phone.

"Joong Ki, hello."

"I need to talk to Soo Min."

"Okay."

"You don't sound like her. Do I have the right number, I mean the right person?" He asks.

If he wants me to be Soo Min, so be it. I cough a few times and Soo Min arrives.

"Hello Joong Ki, how are you tonight?" I respond as Soo Min.

"I have a nagging problem and I need your advice."

"Well, hmm, the thing is-"

"-Don't you want to ask me what the problem is? The Soo Min I know is chatty and usually helpful."

"Okay, what's the problem?"

"The last time we spoke, I told you that my friend wanted more than friendship from me, and I wanted the same thing, remember?"

"I do," I whisper.

"Well, we slept together. And I'm conflicted," he says.

"Why? Do you regret making love with your friend?"

"Who says we made love? It was just sex," he jeers.

"I see," I reply my heart breaks.

"Forget I said that I lied. It was not just sex," he sighs.

"I see."

"Soo Min, you need to say more than 'I see'," he goads me.

"Okay. So, it wasn't just sex. How do you feel about your friend now? Are you looking to start something tangible with him," I ask, waiting breathlessly for his answer?

"That's the thing, Soo Min. I already want something tangible with him, but I found out something about him tonight that threw me for a loop, and I don't know what to do now."

"I remember you also told me he was involved in the two life-changing events in your life. Is this incident another life-changing event? Possibly the deal-breaker between you guys?"

"Honestly, I don't know," he sighs.

"What you found out, is it irreversible?"

"At first, I thought so-"

"-And now?"

"Now I asked myself a question."

"And what was the question?"

"How many times can one forgive and forget Soo Min?"

"I don't know," I reply.

"If you were me, what will you do," he asks daringly.

"What did he do?"

"He kept an integral part of his life from me and that part affects me. What do you advise me to do?" He questions me.

"My advice is to talk to him. There's must be a reason for whatever the incident is. Do you want to tell me what the incident is?"

Silence.

"No, not tonight," he sighs. "Soo Min, you once said I'm your only VIP customer, is that true?"

"Yes. In fact, for the last few months, you've been my only customer," I affirm.

"I know what to do now. Good night, Soo Min-"

"-Wait a minute, Joong Ki. What are you going to do?"

"I think that's one thing I should share with my lover now, isn't it?" And he hangs up.

God help me. I'm going crazy. I go into the kitchen and make myself a pot of coffee. I'm not falling asleep again. I'm staying awake until HeungSoo walks through that door.

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He walks in at three forty-five in the morning. I know because I drank five tall cups of coffee, waiting for him and watching the clock. He goes to the kitchen and gets a bottle of water. He comes back and sits on the fireplace hearth.

"How many cups have you consumed?" He nods at my empty coffee cup.

"Four, five, I think. I'm not sure."

"I drink coffee, you're not a fan. It makes you jittery," he reminds me.

"I wanted to wait up for you. Where have you been?"

"Driving all around town. I stopped at a restaurant, an internet café, convenient store. I drove past our old school and neighborhood. Just needed to clear my head."

"I'm sorry, HeungSoo."

"What for," he challenges me.

"For not telling you about my job with NightOwl Entertainment."

"Why didn't you tell me that you work as a sex phone operator? For the money? I could've given you any amount you wanted," he says.

"Oh no, no!" I jump up and face him head-on. "Why didn't you tell me that you were chatting up a phone sex operator," I accuse him. "Ask you for money? When? Where? We just met again not too long ago. I needed to live, to survive. I will not apologize for doing an unconventional job to improve my life. No, I will not apologize for that!" I march straight to his bedroom.

He walks in right behind me. "I am not asking you for an apology. I'm just-"

"-Just what? Listen, I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away and also for the way you found out. But it was, is my job and I was, am good at it. You should know because you were my best customer, right? The money allowed me to study in Japan and finally be good enough to be published. Allowed me to take care of my father, and-"

"-Namsoon, stop. I am not asking for an apology for your job or anything. Imagine the shock that the person I spilled my guts to all along was you pretending to be someone else. Why did we find it easier to talk to other people than each other? If we cannot communicate, then this will not work," he finishes.

"Come on HeungSoo, that's an exaggeration. We just started this 'thing' between us. I don't know about you, but I've never been this involved with anyone before you. We're treading new waters here and we may run into problems, but as you said, communication is key. And that's what we're doing now, right?"

He stops my back and forth stomping on the carpet, pulls me towards the bed and we sit on the edge.

"Okay, the secret is out. You're Soo Min and I'm Joong Ki. Where do we go from here?" He questions.

I face him, "I have no more 'life-changing' secrets. Yes, a lot happened when we were apart. For both of us. But we can either build on the friendship we had, the love we have now, and commitment for the future. That's what I want. What do you want, HeungSoo? I need to know if we're traveling on the same path."

"I want it all with you. I'm sorry I walked out on you. The shock was jeering. In your shoes, I probably would've done the same thing. I love you, Go Namsoon. I think I've always loved you; it just took me more years than I care to count to realize it."

"I really, really, like you too, HeungSoo-"

"-like?" he frowns.

"I've loved you forever. Now I like you too," I tease him.

"You do, do you? Want to show me how much?" he whispers.

He scoots back on the bed until he is sitting against the headboard. He takes off his shirt and undershirt, and then his pants. His underpants are tented and-

And my phone rings.

"Who in the world?" I wonder out loud.

"I bet you a million ₩ it's Lee KangJoo," he sighs.

I grab my phone from my pocket, and he's right.

"We're good. You just delayed our mojo. Talk to you tomorrow. Bye," I hang up. "Where were we?"

"I was waiting for you to do as you wish with my body."

I crawl up to him and yank his underpants off.

"You don't have to ask me twice. I love you Park HeungSoo."

I grab his cock and followed his command to the letter; I did as I wished with his entire body. ALL. NIGHT. LONG.

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"May I ask for one favor," HeungSoo says as I caress his face the following morning.

"What?" I ask, yawning.

"I think you should keep your job with NightOwl," he smiles.

"What? The job that almost derailed us and you want me to keep it?"

"As long as Joong Ki is Soo Min's only customer. Look at it this way. Sometimes calling Soo Min may give me perspective on my lover's antics when he acts-"

"-acts what?" I smack him.

"Nothing. I enjoy talking to Soo Min. She was instrumental in us getting together. Sometimes, I just might need to run some things by her and need her advice."

"It's your money. Fine, Soo Min will keep the phones open for just Joong Ki."

"And Joong Ki will only talk sex with Soo Min and no other operator," he smirks.

"He better," I tell him.

I pull his head down and kiss him. I don't know what will happen to us in the future, but one thing I'm sure of is that life will be interesting with this man. And I can't wait to live it with him.