The Real Deal (TabiSan FanFic)
Description
Sandara Park — the face that launched a thousand ships. From the mainstreams Daragon and Darahae, up to Darayoung, one of the OG’s, the giddy interactions of a fangirl and her long-time crush that make up Darawon, and the lowkey pair of DaraGray — name it, and it will sail.
After all these years of being in the spotlight, there was little to no news of Dara’s romantic interest. Fans and ‘shippers’ are all over the places, but who’s the real deal anyway?
DISCLAIMER:
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is SOMEHOW COINCIDENTAL, BECAUSE THE AUTHOR WROTE THIS FOR HER LOVE OF TABISAN AND TABISAN ALONE. LMAO.
Foreword
“Daragon! Why is it always Daragon?!” Seunghyun whined as he slumped on the sofa and threw his phone on the other side.
“I just wanna kiss, I never wanna miss…”
He immediately stood and picked up the harassed phone when he heard the very familiar ringtone.
“What are you doing?” Asked by the feminine voice from the other line.
“Nothing,” he plainly answered.
“Liar,” she uttered in a very serious tone, but deep inside her, she finds the situation very amusing — she finds his sulkiness very adorable.
“Fine. I was staring,” he bluffly confessed. “I was staring at these very beautiful and precious and expensive paintings.”
“What a show off!” She teased, making the both of them laugh.
The annoyance that Seunghyun felt after seeing the trending topic on a social networking site suddenly disappeared. A sly smile was formed on his lips as he listened to her bid him goodbye. “Saranghanda! Ppyong!”
He couldn’t respond because she already hung up. He should be annoyed again because of her habit of ending the call abruptly, or because of the realization that he had not seen her for weeks because of her very busy schedule. Rather than being grumpy, a smug was visible all over his handsome face, his eyes sparkling as the feeling of enchantment rushed through his spine — and his heart. He crossed his arms and stared at one of his collection of paintings hanging on the wall.
“At the end of the day, Tabisan is the real deal,” he thought.
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