dancing high

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n/a : i present you a two in one chapter. this one's 2k ish or so

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"hi, ma" somin nonchalantly chirped, not even lifting her gaze from her laptop as she internally cheers for the download to go faster, 

"hospital wifi is good i'm surprised," the daughter smiled, finally looking up to her mom that's just entered, busy putting her coat away, 

"where's dad?" she asked, looking around for the old man in question that's nowhere to be found, 

"your dad is with taeseon," mrs lee said, pulling her gloves off,

"he thinks it'd be cool if they release doves at the wedding, taeseon was skeptic so he's showing them how cool it is" 

"cool. maybe release some dragons too," 

"i didn't come here alone today, though," mrs lee chirped, grinning at the thought of it, 

"didn't you say taeseon and unnie are with dad?"somin asks, confused, 

"you came with taemin?" she asks, her mom shaking her head in response, 

"kibum? jin- he's in the military, nevermind. choi minho?" somin continued to guess, growing frustrated when her mom kept shaking her head no, 

"you should call them oppa, hun" mrs lee scolds, setting down various bottles on the table, 

"they think they're boss if i call them that, no way," somin groans, noticing the stacks of bottles her mom's busy taking out, "what's that?" 

"aren't you gonna continue guessing who i came with today?" mrs lee only retorted, smirking at her daughter who by now is beyond frustrated, 

"wait...no way" somin muttered under her breath, 

"you got it?" mrs lee asks expectantly, 

"did you bring turnip and radish here?" somin asked, grinning ear to ear at the idea,

"well, hospital rule says you can't, but they're small you can just smuggle them in your bag," 

"...i give up," mrs lee sighs, opening the glass door widely as she signalled whoever it is to come in, 

"...oh. you" somin muttered blankly as she watched the boy trudge in, 

"don't be so disappointed," jisung whines, inviting himself in as he sets his bag and coat down, 

"so, uhm how?" somin eventually asks, seeing how jisung's all familiar and comfy, 

...i guess jisung and..my mom are friends now? 

"i bumped into him in the lobby," mrs lee chuckled, "ahreum and taeseon did tell me jisung often visits, but i never expected to run into him today" 

"thank you for keeping our somin company, dear" mrs lee smiled warmly, "its thanks to you she's so tame," 

"i'm not some cat? mom?" 

"not at all, mrs lee! i'm always happy to be around," jisung brightens up, "it's fun around here, though she constantly compares my hair to turnip's- but that doesnt matter, i like it here" 

"oh my she dares do that?" mrs lee gasped, shooting her daughter a glare, 

"you're one to talk, somin," the elder snickered, 

"your hair's like weasel dipped in grease," she reminded, 

somin rolled her eyes at her mom's brutally honest remark, not that she isn't aware of it herself,