Mixed Blood

23: Asking Permissions

The next day, Seungcheol was busily preparing himself for his official introduction as Jeonghan's soulmate to Jeonghan's parents later in the evening. To say that he was extremely nervous was an understatement. Sure, he met Jeonghan's parents before but that was when he was still a mere classmate, not a soulmate. He was not sure how will Jeonghan's parents react to the news.

And so, Seungcheol's room was a great mess. His clothes were all out of his walk-in closet and scattered across his large bed. Yes, Seungcheol was having everyone's problem — wardrobe.

"Ugh... what should I wear?" Seungcheol sighed in total defeat. His brothers heard him from outside his room.

"Hyung? What's wrong?" Wonwoo and his other four brothers entered Seungcheol's room. They saw him plopped down on his couch.

"Are you, perhaps, having trouble deciding what to wear?" Vernon figured out.

"Unfortunately, yes. I am too nervous to think and match my outfit," Seungcheol's concern came out like a whine.

"Don't worry. Your brothers will take care of it," Jun claimed.

"Can I even trust your styles?"

"Watch us make a miracle," Seokmin smiled.

The five younger Paragons scanned the available articles of clothing. After some experimenting and mix and match for almost an hour, the five ultimately decided in one combination. Trusting his brothers, he shooed them away to take a bath and finish his preparation.

Seungcheol came out of his room dressed in a maroon blazer over a plain white high neck shirt, maroon slacks and black leather shoes. His brothers, who were waiting outside his room, high-fived each other. They were satisfied on how their eldest brother looked.

"So, how do you feel?" Soonyoung asked for Seungcheol's feedback.

"I look decent, somehow," Seungcheol glanced at his outfit. "Thanks."

"You're welcome. Now, there is no time to waste. It's already half past four," Jun told Seungcheol.

Seungcheol left after saying goodbye to his brothers and the King.

Meanwhile, Jeonghan's parents, in turn, were very busy with their preparation to welcome their guest.

"Who is the guest this time, Jeonghan?" his mother murmured. "Why do you always tell us that you will having a guest over at the very last minute?"

"Well, he just told me last night. I can't possibly say no," Jeonghan defended.

After the brief conversation, Jeonghan's parents continued with their tasks. A few minutes before five in the afternoon, the doorbell in the Yoon's residence rang.

"Jeonghan-ya, your guest must be here," his dad informed him.

Jeonghan rushed and opened the door. On the other side was a very anxious Seungcheol who was fidgeting a lot.

"Hey," Jeonghan greeted.

As soon as Seungcheol saw Jeonghan, he kissed his forehead before wrapping him into a hug, "Hi. Sorry to have kept you hanging yesterday."

"It's okay. I understand," Jeonghan hugged back. "Come in."

"Mom, dad, my guest is here," Jeonghan told his parents when they entered their dining area.

"Who is the guest this time?" Jeonghan's mom irritated voice made Seungcheol nervous.

"Hello. Sorry for the sudden visit," Seungcheol bowed even though Jeonghan's parent weren't looking.