Second Meeting

My story continues later that week. As the confusion and excitement of our first encounter was starting wear off, I receive another message from him.

Him: Wanna watch a movie?

Me: Today? Now? At this hour?

It wasn’t exactly late by most people’s terms. But when the sun has disappears during the summer months then that means it’s late….to me. 😅 I was chilling in my apartment, pajamas on, working on some passion project as I waited for sleep to claim me. Did he know I was an early sleeper? No, at this time, the topic of my sleep time preferences hadn’t come up. Instead of letting him know that I, a young, vivacious woman in her early 20’s, kept a self-imposed bed time, I decided to play a different card.

So, when he texted back:

Him: I’m okay. If you aren’t busy, I would like to see you tonight.

I decided that I had two options. Turn him down and stay in my cozy bed, or throw caution to the wind and meet up with him in the dead of the night, outside of the haven of my cozy apartment, and watch a movie.

It was a big decision.. So, I did what any responsible young woman would do in this situation (..I think), I told him that at the moment I was kind of busy working on something important and if I finished in time and felt up for it, then I would let him know.

And then I quickly texted my Korean friend for a weigh in on the matter.

Did I lie about being busy? No. BUt it was a convenient excuse.

Even though our first meeting went on for a extremely long time, I still only saw this guy as an acquaintance/ language partner, perhaps even transitioning onto the “friend” level and meeting him late at night to watch a movie didn’t seem like a very neutral thing to do. But I mean, who knows what Koreans consider platonic, right? So, I explained the situation to my friend and asked her if it was normal thing for people to do here. She said it wasn’t exactly normal but there was nothing wrong with it. As long as I was clear about what I thought about him, I should be fine.

It wasn’t the answer I was hoping for, but I decided that I would throw caution to the wind and meet up with him. I mean, I was responsible…kind of. I could be smart about this. If he showed any interest in me as woman, I would draw the line. I didn’t want to assume that he was interested just because he asked me watch a movie with him, so if he said anything or tried anything, I would promptly let him know how I saw him.

So, I texted him about an hour later letting him know that I was done with the project I was working on and was down to watch a movie with him. An hour later, we met up. Hopping into his car, I looked at him and smiled. He smiled back and all reason went out of the window.

.

.

We were quiet momentarily as he drove around the block before I realized he wasn’t going anywhere. I asked him where he wanted to go to watch the movie, but he didn’t know. By now, most of movie theatres, if not all, were closed. We had taken too long to meet up and the original plan was ruined.

Now what?

Hating awkward situations and sensing that he didn’t want to part ways just yet, I suggested we go for a small drive. I recalled him telling me in a previous texting conversation that he enjoyed going for drives, and I hadn’t been in a car for a long time, so I thought, “why not? it’s a win win for both of us.”

He asked me where I wanted to go. I didn’t know. I don’t exactly travel a lot in the town I live in.

Him: Have you seen the ocean here yet?

Me, getting excited: NO! Is it near here?

Him: Yeah, it’s not far. Wanna go?

Me: Heck, yeah! Let’s go!!!

It was an hour away.

It was beautiful.

…but it was an hour away.

We walked around the sea quietly as I soaked in the beauty of it all.

I was DEAD tired by this time.

But, this guy had driven me an hour out to show me a part of Korea I hadn’t seen before, so when he suggested we watch a movie from his laptop, I didn’t have the heart or energy to disagree.

The movie was two hours long.

By this time, I was ready to go home. I told him that I was ready to go, and he agreed to take me back home. But when I looked into his eyes, I could see he was exhausted as well.

Do I, a young, vivacious woman in her 20’s, want her demise to be from a car accident due to exhaustion from a late night excursion? No. Do I want it to be on a island an hour from her apartment and thousands of miles away from her family and friends? No. So, I told him to sleep for a few minutes and when he feels a little more awake he could take me home.

After triple checking to see if I was really okay with it, he conceded.

I was thinking he’d go for a power nap and sleep for 30-45 minutes tops. (Am I the only person who naps for like 10-20 minutes?)

Two hours and one phone call later, I decided that it was time for me to enjoy the warm embrace of slumber at my apartment in my own bed.

Waking him up, I asked him to please take me home and he did.

The issue?

I got home after the sun had already woken from its slumber. I usually wake up an hour before the sun yawns and decides to wake up. Needless to say, I didn’t get any sleep that day. Which is why, when he asks to meet up again, I couldn’t think to say no. But, that is also a story for another time.

I was starting to feel that maybe, just maybe, this guy was interested in me, but he said nor did anything to show that he was interested in me more than a friend.

Well, besides driving me an hour away.

Our conversation? Strictly about the Korean language or social issues.

Physical contact? None.

In my book, we were probably on friendship level at best. So, I decided to think nothing of it.

Until, the next day when we met up again.

Until next time,

See ya around, friend~~

Posted by:ThatKoreanLife

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