Artificial Love || Minho

49 || Arrival

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"Nghh..." I yawn, leaning back as I stand in the crowded area with Jisung, arms in the air as I try to stretch out my stiff limbs. The airport was absolutely packed liked always, different people coming along and going their separate ways. Some were dragging along with suitcases to leave, while others were like us, sitting and waiting to pick up friends or family members.

After we got back to work earlier today, Minho and I had both calmed down from the incident. Felix had took good care of him for the time being while I was gone, and I couldn't honestly be more grateful.

He did complain a bit though, and I promised to buy him lunch one day to make up for it.

About Minho himself, he didn't seem to talk to me much after I came back. Not that he really could, considering that I immediately went back to work after lunch, almost using my laptop as a shield to escape the gaze from the boy that sat across from me.

"He didn't seem mad though, just confused." Was what Felix had told me, and I honestly don't really know how to feel about it.

Everything about this is giving me mixed feelings, and it feels as if I'm unable to do things as quickly as they are handed to me.

...

I sigh, burying my face into my hands, while my mind stays in a moment of what seems to be a contemplating mess.

I still haven't even figured out how to explain Minho to mom yet...

What do I do?

It wasn't until a voice beside me suddenly speaks, that I snap out of my thoughts.

"Hey, Min, shouldn't your mom be here by now?" The squirrel boy on my left asks me, putting his phone into his pocket as he stares at the large screen that shows all the flight landing times. "It's getting late, and I still need to get Minho settled in with me."

"Ah, I could try calling her..." I say, taking out my own device as I begin to scroll through my contacts, looking for the specific number.

And oh right, Minho is also now temporarily living with Jisung.

There wasn't really any other solution really, apparently no one thought that far and Jisung was definitely not having the boy live with me.

But anyways, I find the contact name, and immediately press dial.

But before the line picks up, I hear someone call out my name.

"Hwamin-ah!"

I spin my head around, just to see my mom walking towards me, suitcase in one hand, the other waving in the air as a big smile adorns her face. Nothing about her has changed at all, the same kind expression looking at me as she quickly hurries over.

I wasted no time as I quickly run to her as well, throwing my arms around as I encompass her in a tight hug.

"Welcome back." I smile. "I missed you, mom."

I feel her hug me back. "Me too."

"Hey, can I get a hug too?" Jisung asks, pouting. "I feel left out."

My mom and I giggle, before we both pull him with us. "It's nice to see you too, Jisung." My mom says, reaching to gently ruffle his hair. "My my, you've grown, haven't you?"

"Yeah, I guess you could say so." The boy says as we break apart, hand reaching up to pat his own head. "It doesn't really matter though, cause either way I'm still taller than Min."