January Part II
Growing up with Jennie, June had learned, from a very young age, to expect to be bombarded with weird things, because Jennie tended to have a flare for the dramatic, and thus dragged him into it without thinking twice. He'd seen her in various states of panic, most of them over girls, some of them over other things, had witnessed her tornado-esque ability to tear apart rooms in search of a single object, had experienced first-hand just how tiring she was when frantic.
It was really saying something, though, that June had never , in all his years of dealing with frantic Jennie, seen her quite this insane .
As soon as she'd set foot in the Kim Park household, Jennie had dragged June off of the couch and to the guest house, claiming she needed his help on what to wear and where to take Jisoo to dinner, because he, as Jisoo's student, would, of course, know these things.
Chaeyoung was there, too, leaning against the doorframe, and June could see her recording every now and then, a smirk planted firmly on her face as she observed the chaos from a safe distance.
There were clothes strewn across every surface, and Jennie still hadn't settled on what she was wearing, parading around in a sports bra and boxers, running around like a headless chicken.
"Jennie," he looked down at his watch, "you have exactly one hour until you're supposed to pick Jisoo up and not only do you not have anything to wear, you still haven't decided where you're taking her."
"Fuck you're right," Jennie said, "and there aren't many places even I can squeeze in a table with such short notice."
"Just call Roma," June suggested, "she loves us, and I'm sure Jisoo will love TonDC."
"Good idea!" Jennie absentmindedly kissed June's forehead before moving around once more to search for 'the perfect outfit'. "Can you call her for me, though?"
"Sure." As June dialed in the number, Jennie yelled:
"Chaeyoung! Get your ass over here and be useful for once!"
"I wanted to take a nap you piece of shit."
"Yeah, well, you didn't and you're here so you could at least help."
"Fine, bitch, but only because you're helpless on your own."
June sighed at the exchange, and the phone rang twice before there was an answer.
" June! How are you? How's school been?"
"Great, Roma," he grinned. Roma had once worked as his and Jennie's chef while their parents were away, but Jiyong and Chaerin had been so impressed with her cooking that they gave her the startup loan to fund her own restaurant, and she hadn't disappointed.
TonDC Bistro was one of the most frequented high-end restaurants in the city, and she always had a table for the Kim family.
"School's been eventful," he informed her dutifully, "and the lunches are atrocious compared to your cooking, but what can you expect from public school?"
"Honestly," Roma scoffed, "it's as though they're feeding criminals, it's barbaric. You know you can always swing by before school to pick up food. "
"I might take you up on that eventually," June laughed.
" What do you need, little lion?" June smiled at the old nickname that Roma had given him back in her days working for his family, in reference to his previously untamable brown curls and an appetite much too big for his body. "It's much too late for this to just be a casual chat, I know you too well."
