"Faith??" He calls me again. I bite my lip. "Shawn?" I ask not recognizing his appearance right away since I'm used to seeing him in a suit and his hair slicked back. His hair was messy, like he had just woken up. And he wore torn jeans with an over sized hooded sweater. He nods to the sound of his name. "So.. Have you moved your stuff into your office yet?" He asks me not acknowledging Hoseoks existence at all.

I shake my head slowly looking away from him, not wanting to discuss the Industry in front of Hoseok being that he doesn't like my dad, the company, and he doesn't know I'm the daughter of the man whose apparently ruined his life. "Well.." He says saving my gaze. "Have you thought about my offer?" He asks.

Right away I feel awkward to the thought of him asking me out after our breakfast interaction, I'm not a very sentimental person, and I don't really get flattered by being asked out by completely strangers so quickly. I know what you're thinking, "Hoseok technically asked you out." That's different. And plus! Its also awkward at the fact that I'm having breakfast with Hoseok and he just comes barging into it.

"Would you consider having dinner with me sometime?" He asks me. I bite my lip not knowing how to respond. "Yes?" He asks. I look down at my black heels that click against the sidewalk as we walk up to my father's company. "I'll think about it." I say in a low whisper as I bite my lip. He grins. "I really want to get to know you Faith.. You're a mystery.. And I like mystery." He says.

I'm back to reality. I haven't thought about that at all, I've been.. "Faith?" His voice interrupts my thoughts. My eyebrows go up and I hum in response. "I was asking if you've thought about my offer." He asks as he forces his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. I throw my hands back and pull on my pony tail bringing the elastic closer to my head. "Shawn. This is Hoseok. Hoseok this is Shawn." I say forcing Shawn to look away from me.

"Hi." Is all he says barely glaring at him, not even offering a hand to shake. "Hi.." Hoseok says quietly, and I feel bad about putting him in this position. "Faith, may I have a word?" He asks. "Please excuse me.." I say getting up from the table. Hoseok just nods at me.

**

"Faith.. I haven't been able to keep my mind off of you.." He says. My eyebrows knit. "But we barely know each other." I say. He takes one hand out of his pocket to run it through his hair. "Like I said.. I like mystery." He says. My heart pounds. "Why me?" I ask. He bites his lip. "There's just something about you." He says. "I.." He interrupts me. "Wait.. Is that Hoseok guy your boyfriend?" He asks sounding defensive. My eyebrows go up.

"No. I just met him. Like I just met you." I say. He purses his lips. "So then.. Why don't you just take a chance with me tomorrow night?" He asks. I frown. "Just dinner." He says, pushing my buttons. "Fine." I say so he can get out of my hair. He smiles. "You won't regret it Faith.. I promise." He says before walking the way he was headed.

**

"Is he your boyfriend?" He asks me. My heart stops at the sudden question. "No." I say simply. He tilts his head. "The way he was talking to you, seemed like he was your boyfriend." I bite my lip. "He's just a guy from work who asked me out... But.. I only said yes to get him out of my hair.." I say. He nods his head slightly then looks out to the beach as we sat at tables outside the restaurant.

"Did you just say yes to me because you wanted me out of your hair?" He asks. My heart hurts to his sad question. "No. Of course I didn't do it because of that... I said yes because..." I pause so that he looks at me, and he does. "I like your company." I tell him. A small grin pulls on the corners of his mouth. "I enjoy your company too Faith." He says. Its quiet for a bit.

"Hey.. So since you're going on a date, I'm assuming tomorrow.." He says and I blush because he's right. "Why don't you drop Oliver over at my house so that he doesn't have to be alone at home, he can play with Sunny. And you can pick him up right after or something." I bite my lip. "Wow. You'd do that for me? Take care of Oliver?" I ask. A huge smile breaks out on his face. "Of course. And plus. He's still a puppy." He says, he then brushes his hair out of his face.

"And plus.. You're my new friend.. And friends do favors for their friends." He says. Every time he said friend it made me want to tell him that he should have asked me out first before stupid Shawn did. Then maybe there wouldn't be this problem with my thoughts and emotions. Then he gives me a look that he got an idea.

"Hey. How about. If tomorrow your date goes horribly bad, I'll take you out for ice cream? I know a really great spot for shaved ice cream." He smiles, and for some reason my heart pounds happily. I can't help but smile at his adorable gesture. "Deal. But how will you know?" I ask. He purses his bottom lip and taps his chin with his finger.

"If you pick up Oliver tomorrow night, it didn't go well, you hate he guys guts and we got our deal. And if you pick him up the next morning..." He pauses as if not wanting to say it.. And I kind of didn't want him to say it either. "You liked him a lot and you plan on going out with him again." He finishes and nods. "Deal?" He asks. I smile. "For sure the last one won't be it." I say.

He chuckles. "Can't be so sure, what if he surprises you?" He asks. I stare into his eyes. "What if he doesn't..?" He bites his lip and grins. "Then.. I guess. We've got a date." He says. I smile.

**

"Crazy to think that this is where we met just yesterday." He says, with a smile as he walks through the water. I look down at my feet in the wet sand. "Yeah... Yesterday.. A crazy day.." I say. "So. Tell me more about you. Since we're friends now.. Right?" He asks. I look at up at him and smile. "Of course we're friends.. What do you want to know?" I ask. He smiles. "First kiss." He says. I bite my lip trying to think about the first time I kissed a boy.

"His name was Kim Jae and he kissed me on the lips under the slide at the playground in school. That was when I was 9." I chuckle. "You?" I ask. He taps his chin. "I was 16 and it was behind the bleachers with a girl named Bora." He tells me. "Wow. That must have been very special for you." I tell him. He blushes. "Eh.. I guess.." He says. "Next question." I say. He smiles. "The funniest memory that you have." He says. I chuckle at the instant thought of it.

"I remember when I was little and I got into my moms makeup and bra drawer .." I chuckle and I feel my eyes water. "And she walks in on me, with makeup all over my face looking like the biggest disaster.. With her bras all over my body.." I don't realize I'm crying.. "And... And my mom yells.. 'Faith! What have you done!? Wearing my bras and ruining your beautiful face!'" I bite my lip as it quivers.

"And I remember saying.. 'Bra? What's a bra? I thought these were to hold my oranges.' And after that she just laughed at me.." I tell him. I hadn't noticed that we had stopped in our tracks and he was watching me as I cried. "Faith.. Are you okay?" He asks. I wipe my tears, "I'm just fine." I say looking away from him. His thumb on my chin making me look at him. He's much closer to me, closer than he was before. "She left..." Is all I can say. He frowns.

"I'm so sorry.." He whispers. His dark chocolate eyes looking into mine.

I found myself lost in the sweet abyss of his orbs that seemed to pull me towards him, that made it easy for me to cave in. He pulls me into a hug and I completely break down. He rubs my back and runs his fingers along my pony tail. "Just let it out Faith. Its okay." He says. I bury my face in his chest, as I tremble to the thought of my mother abandoning me with my father.

My father, who doesn't know what love is. And thanks to him, I don't know what love is either, being that all he does is force me to do what he wants and doesn't let me live my dream. I begin to wonder if things would be different if my mother had stayed.

My tears go away and my breathing goes back to normal. I look up at him, his hand staying on the small of my back. Not that I'm complaining, but he's inches away from me. And I wonder if he can feel my heart pounding against my chest, and if he could feel it.. that it pounded for him. "Thank you.. Hoseok.." I whisper as I'm completely hypnotized by his thick lips.

"Yo- you're welcome... Faith.." He says inching closer. *bark!!* I find myself ripped out of Hoseoks arms and onto my back in the sand. "Sunny!" Hoseok yells.

**

I find myself thinking about today as I lay on the couch in my living room. I look down at Oliver as he jumps around and plays with his new toys. I smile to myself.

Thoughts run through my head making me feel things that I'm not willing to let myself feel, I can't. Decisions and debates trail my brain fighting off which one is more dominant. I slap my forehead. "What am I going to do!?" I yell. I stare down at Oliver, for a long time. Wondering and thinking of scenarios that would have or could have happened today.

"Like kissing Hoseok?" I frown. "No! Not that!" I scream. I hear a clicking sound in my head. "My dear Faith. Why don't you just let it be. You like Hoseok. And you can't deny it because I see it." I shake my head in complete denial. "No. I promise you that its nothing like that. I promise he's just a friend. A really... Really cute good looking friend. " I peep.

I hear a laugh in my head. "What about. If tomorrow goes bad.. Than just try things out further with Hoseok. And maybe things will fall into place." My brain says to me. I naw on my lip. "I'll have to think about that.. But.. Who knows, maybe Shawn will surprise and the date will go well." A rude chuckle goes out in my head. "A-ha!! Shawn? Really? I thought you didn't like him." I roll my eyes.

"I never said that. Okay? I just think he's a little pushy sometimes... Well.. The times I've met him.. And I don't know... Maybe its just because he knows what he wants. That's how he's a successful businessman." I say. Its quiet until my thoughts finally reply. "You don't know that.. You don't know what success is. And! You don't know what love is because you're a coward.." I frown at the sudden change in topic my mind has changed to.

"Um.. Excuse me? You're a part of me. So technically you don't know what success is either. And you also don't know what love is. I'm only a coward because you've taught me what being a coward is like." My thoughts laugh again.

"Faith. If love smacked you across the face you wouldn't realize it until I bit you in the ass on its way out of your life... And I'm that part of your brain that makes you realize that your wrong. And I'm telling you right now.. You need to get your life together and grow some lady balls so that you can paint.."

My eyebrows knit, and I realize that my life is a huge mess.. And that I need to listen to my head more often.