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hoe @parksunghoe i hate these couples someone date me already like kiss me on the lips and make out with me and love me, please love me im so desperate 💬 258 🔁 47.9k ❤️ 513.1k
sitting on her shift, she was fucking tired and completely out of it right now. shotaro was clocked out for his anniversary and sungchan was doing schoolwork of all things behind the counter. they were suppose to pick up a new trainee some time this week according to her manager. she may be a store manager, but she was the manager. running the cafe off hands and from the sidelines.
"we should just hire someone. like remember the cute girl from last week who kept stuttering when she saw us all together." she hummed with complete misery and unhappiness running through her miserable day. "or, we can wait for ms choi to send the new hire to us from the other location?" he groaned, slamming down his pencil and pitifully went to make some of the pre-made foods and desserts they regularly put out on display.
scrolling through her instagram boredly, it was one of those days that was just slow. gasping, she couldn't believe her eyes. "jung sungchan, shotaro fucking dyed his hair black." life didn't feel real, this didn't feel real. seeing him turn with the most jaw dropped, eyes popping out, tears welling up expression she's seen him have before.
"shut the fuck up, let me see." completely dropping everything they were doing, they couldn't help but stare in awe and confusion. why did he dye his hair. he looked phenomenal, but what the hell. "i think this means we should go back to black." "shut the fuck up my hairdresser will throw up on me for my impulse hair dying."
the eve by exo @eveesback yall my hairdresser gonna hate me soon 💬 19 🔁 472 ❤️ 480
jsc <3 myt @SUN6CH4N aint no way and ratioed 💬 24 🔁 961 ❤️ 1,025 | the eve by exo @eveesback STOP RATOING ME ON YM TWETTS 💬 6 🔁 247 ❤️ 240
🌸 🔒 @p4rkspring im telling her about chanyeol hyung shes gonna scream her bias is chanyeol she likes me and my brother 🧍 💬 0 🔁 0 ❤️ 0
slinging her tote bag over her shoulder, she was a little confused on why the boy had one, invited her to his family home, and two, said there was a surprise. this prompted her to say if he wanted to eat ramyeon and him aggressively yelling at her to shut up embarrassed, absolutely baffled and flustered. thinking about it made her laugh a little.
she was very nervous, she was gonna meet mr and mrs park and she was gonna absolutely throw up. what if they don't like her? she felt like she should introduce herself as yumin instead of eve. what if they ridicule her for being a foreigner dating their poor 180 centimeter and 61 kilogram park jisung.
honestly, she was working a 9-5 having to keep her composure around the male, how do you suppose she will keep her composure around the damn parents. she was gonna sob and cry all over on the ride to seoul and all. that metro ride was gonna be the most stressful shit to date. she was already miserable enough, and this would be the thirteenth reason. walking very briskly, she hadn't taken the metro in a hot minute. it'd be forever since she left the area of NN, everything she needed in life was here.
so what if the ride to seoul was just a good 30 or so minutes? she was gonna sob on her way no matter what. and the bus ride from the metro to the area where jisung was born? killing herself.
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she felt nauseous as they made their way to the house. this was such a pretty small home. interlocking her hand with the male, he smiled and kissed the side of her head. "you'll be fine, they'll love you. promise." he squeezed her hand to comfort her. but she could barely keep her composure right now. "i don't know. what if they tell me my red hair is too much? or that i'm was really snobby? or that i'm dressed too exposed and revealing." she didn't think she was revealing but what was she supposed to say? what if they comment on her tattoos?
oh what to do, what to do. "i'm home!" he called, opening the front door and led her inside. "my son! aish you never call but you appear at this home for food." what she assumed was the male's mother appeared. she was very pretty, the resemblance was insane. resembling jisung's eyes and features like a mirror.
"oh? oh my." feeling herself get pulled away from the comfort of jisung into the arms of the older lady, she felt incredibly overwhelmed. being hugged and patted like she was an animal. this was exactly what she did with kuromi. "are you jisung's girlfriend? why did you pick him?" she spoke with shock and bluntness. "mom!" seeing them bicker, she didn't know what to do. she felt like a doll who was about to melt into the ground at any minute from now.
"honeyy! jisung and his girlfriend are here!" he wasn't kidding when he said they were going to his family home. seeing the older male enter, he smiled gently. making her bow instantly at the sight. "what's your name sweetie, why did you pick this idiot. you are so bright, owh." she cooed making her feel anxious. "erm, yumin, son. but i am a foreigner." she scratched her neck awkwardly.
"yumin ah. do you need a boy who will treat you well?" was this red flags? she couldn't help but lighten up and laugh. "mom! stop saying that!" he whined, wrapping his arms around the girl. "where's hyung?" he asked curiously, almost suspiciously as well.
"aye, he's upstairs right now, should i call that rascal down? honey! go call him down." she waved her hand at her poor unamused husband. seeing him head up the stairs with a tired face. "owh, look at how pretty you are. come on now, lets go get you some treats yes?" she cooed, letting the two remove their shoes and entire the living room.
she was walking on hot coals right now from how stressful this was. definitely not the way to start her break. sobbing all over. drinking tea quietly, the male beside her rested his head against her shoulder quietly. not thinking too much on it and attempted to get some rest in before doomsday appeared.
"oh, park jisung. hoho, you have a girlfriend now? how special." hearing the new voice, she froze up recognizing it immediately. snapping her head around and letting the other resting on her fall abruptly, she gasped and nearly fell over. "ch.. chanyeol?" she couldn't believe her eyes. the park chanyeol was in the park household. jisung's older brother was chanyeol. no wonder jisung had been a trainee at some point. she remembered him briefly talk about it but brushed it off when she asked why he left.
standing up, she completely bowed 90 degrees, shocked and confused. hearing their mother chuckle at the sight of this, she didn't know if she should feel embarrassed or sick. "hyung, she bias' you." he pointed with an unamused look. "hoho? you like me huh? don't worry, you will be able to get to know me soon." he called with a laugh.
"y..yes!" she squeaked, not sure if she should keep a safe distance, shake his hand, or cry. "who do you like better? me or my kid brother? aish, hands off." swatting the male's hand away from his reaction to the question. "u.. uhm.. errmm..." her eyes darted between the two. her childhood crush park chanyeol, or his little brother that she kissed that one time. "you." she spoke without thought, point her hand towards him. "haha! sucks to be you jisungie." he cackled, hitting the boy in the shoulder and watching him wince and whine from pain.
"what's the name of my fan? jisungie's girlfriend? wah, he has a girlfriend now." he crossed her arms in disbelief at it all. "son yumin," her words were filled with little to no hesitation. she didn't know why exactly she was introducing herself as yumin to everyone in this household, but it just happened to work that way in some shape or form. "yumin, i'll send you signed copies of albums to you via jisungie okay? would you like that?" she processed his words before having tears fall from her face. furiously nodding in response.
"yeol hyung, you made my girlfriend cry." "i didn't mean to!"
