Bag of Cookies | CHANHUN

Unfair

I went home after that incident. I didn't want anyone especially Sehun to see me in a vulnerable state. I was already thankful that nobody saw me crying in the parking lot.

My heart still felt heavy. The memory was still fresh in my head. Even though I stopped crying, my insides were still wailing. Kyungsoo was worried that I would drive my car in this condition. I assured him that it was fine.

Yoora was in the living room when I arrived home. She was sitting in a one-seater sofa beside the coffee table. We were both shocked to see each other. I was shocked because she was supposed to be at work. What was she doing here?

"You skipped class?" She asked me. I saw tiredness in her eyes. I couldn't help but wonder why.

I nodded as I gripped the sling of my backpack. I didn't want to talk a lot about it. "I'm not feeling well. Why are you here?"

She sighed when her phone rang once again. "They're coming back home."

I stiffened with her news. "Mom and Dad?"

Yoora nodded and I saw the sad wrinkles below her eyes. My heart constricted sadly. I couldn't help but feel bad for her. Our parents were stressing her out. The last time they visited us was when the partnership between our business and Sehun's family were announced in that party. The day after that, they left to Singapore without a word.

When my mom went back during the School Fair, she left after our opening program. She didn't even bother to visit home and just went back to business. She didn't even bother to talk to me at school.

My sister and I were used to this kind of arrangement. If we tried to rebel, it wouldn't do any good. We will just get tired of trying.

She answered her phone and turned back away from me. "Mom..."

I just stood there in front of her and bit my lip. I wished I could do something to help her with the business. But I was still young, no matter what I try to do to help, it wouldn't be enough.

"Mom, we already talked about this. No..." My sister closed her eyes in frustration.

I wonder what were they talking about seeing my sister's situation. It seemed like they were arguing about something.

"I will not let you do this to Chanyeol!" I jumped in surprise when Yoora suddenly exclaimed. "Mom! This is ridiculous..."

My heart beat nervously. They were talking about me? What was it about?

Yoora dropped the call and sighed. She saw that I was looking at her curiously. "Don't mind it. Just go to your room, you look like hell."

I wanted to push and ask for more information but when she closed her eyes, I stopped. Yoora was already tired, I didn't want her to stress more. Our parents already sent her to her limits.

The maids asked me if I wanted anything since I said I wasn't feeling well. I told them to just prepare me some snacks. As I entered my room, my eyes immediately spotted the box where I kept all my treasured things beside the bed.

Sighing, I walked towards it and opened it. I saw the pile of plastic bags that Sehun gave me. My heart tightened.

I missed him so much. I missed his strong presence in my room. I missed whenever he surprised me with his bag of cookies. I missed the times that we would just have fun together.

I missed Sehun.

I was in love with him. Something inside me felt warm. It felt different now that I finally accepted it. Now that I finally acknowledged my feelings for him.