His love

Boxes

Wooyoung pov

"I'm not leaving." Wonyoug says.

"Why not?" I ask.

"Mom and dad want me to move out of the house." She says.

"So your moving in with me?" I ask.

"It's not my choice! Mom and dad found out I tried to audition to be a kpop trainee but didn't make it." She says.

"Shouldn't they be happy then? Like they were so against me becoming a dancer and completely shut me out once I became one." I say.

"They claim that if I can't do what I want to do right then how would I be able to do what they want me to do." She says.

"That's a bunch of bull shit." I say.

"That's what I'm saying!" She says.

"So when are you moving in with me?" I ask.

"Mom and dad want me out of the house as soon as possible." She says.

"Well I'll close early and we can get most of your stuff packed and we'll take it to my house." I say.

Wonyoung and I stand in front of the house we grew up in all our lives with a crap ton of boxes.

Wonyoung opens the door and shouts that she's home.

She doesn't mention that I'm with her though. We want mom and dad to be supprised to see me.

While we are packing wonyoung asks me a question that causes me to drop the book I'm holding.

"Who's San?"

"Uhhh... a friend." I say picking up the book.

"According to your friends you-"

"Wonyoung who are you talking to?" I hear mom say.

"Wooyoung." Wonyoung says.

"Well get off your phone and pack quicker. I want my office." Mom says.

I peak out from behind Wonyoung and smile.

Mom doesn't look thrilled to see me at all.

"I don't think she likes the surprise." I wisper to Wonyoung.

Wonyoung tries her hardest to hold in a laugh.

Mom doesn't even say anything to me all she does is walk away.

After a few hours everything in Wonyoung's room is packed and we have taken most of it out to my car.

Somehow we managed to fit most of her boxes in the car.

We get the last boxes in my car and I decide to see what my room looks like.

I open the door and see a desk with a computer on it and book shelves all around the room.

My dad made my room into his own office.

"Wooyoung." I jump at the voice.

I turn around and see dad.

"I was looking for something." I say.

It isn't a complete lie.

When I moved out I took very little of my things with me and left my room.

"All of your old things are in the basement." My dad says bluntly.

"Ok." I say walking past him.

As I walk towards the basement I realize that the only thing that has changed about this house is my room and the fact that all of the pictures on the wall are just mom and dad.

No wonyoung and no me.

"Wooyoung!" Wonyoung wisper shouts.

I turn around and see Yeosang standing next to her.

"What are you doing here?"

Yeosang and I wisper to eachother.

"I'm helping Wonyoung move" I say.

"I saw your car." Yeosang says.

Just then all three of us hear foot steps coming towards us.

All three of us book it out of the house and are met with Jungho.

"Get in the car!" Yeosang shouts.

All of us get in the car and start driving to my house.

"What was that about?" Junho asks.

"My parents don't like Yeosang." I say.

"They don't like us eather." Wonyoung says.

"Who even are you?" Jungho says.

"Wooyoungs sister. Who are you?" She says.

"Yeosangs boyfriend." Jungho says.

"So it is true." I say pointing at Yeosang.

"You kept it from me that you like San!" Yeosang shouts.

"YOU LIKE SAN!" Jungho shouts.

"I NEVER SAID I LIKE SAN!" I shout.

"WHOS SAN!" Wonyoung shouts.

"NOBODY!" I shout.