Mistletoe || JENSOO

IV

"Well look who we have here. Seulgi-ya! Jisoo's daughter is here!" Aunt Irene uttered when she saw me outside the house with Ryujin.

Damn. Lia's mom is really gorgeous. And when I said gorgeous I meant she's definitely a MILF! I mean, have you seen her? She's a 100 out of 10. I wonder how Aunt Seulgi managed to scam Aunt Irene into marrying her. She's basically just like Mama Jisoo. She's a pain in the ass too.

"Hey Mrs. Kang. I'm here to pick up the portrait that I asked from Aunt Seulgi." I told her.

She invited me inside the house, and Aunt Seulgi's beautiful paintings greeted me right away. Maybe she fell in love with the talent? I'll never know.

"Wait for her dear, she's just wrapping it up for you." She said and went upstairs to where her wife is.

A few minutes later and the person that I've been waiting for walked down the stairs with the giant rectangular thing in her hand. It is perfectly wrapped with a green ribbon on it.

"Merry Christmas, Minjeong. Greet your Mommy for me too." Aunt Seulgi uttered, and gave the item in her hand to me.

"Why don't you put it in your car first... Let's take a walk." She said and patted my back.

I did what was asked and walked with her in their garden. We were silent for a moment. She's taking in deep breaths while looking at a distance.

"You really remind me of your Mama Jisoo... I miss that friend of mine." Aunt Seulgi uttered all of a sudden.

She sat on a swing that's designed kind of like a bench. She patted the space beside her, inviting me to take a seat.

"Ever since we were kids... Your Mama is always the first person that I call when I want to do some random, careless shit." She chuckled, then heaved a heavy sigh.

"Ah... Every memory with her is a must remember. She's a great person, your mother. Jisoo had always been there for me, but I was never been there for her always." She looked at me, and gave me a bitter tight-lipped smile.

Aunt Seulgi sighed once more. "We're childhood friends in the orphanage... But I got adopted all of a sudden, and she didn't. I left the country with my new family, and she stayed in the orphanage until she turned 18." The woman beside me shook her head.

"I still feel bad every time that I think about it." She said.

I grinned at her and patted her shoulder. "I don't think Mama feels that way though. She have always been a fan of you, Aunt Seulgi."

It's true, Mama have always been a fan of her paintings. And I've never heard this story before. Mama never mentioned this story to me.

"Would you tell me more, Aunt Seul?" I asked her.

She smiled at me and nodded her head. "Sure."

She leaned back on the backrest of the bench and looked up at the sky.

"After what? 11? 12 years? I came back here in Seoul to study art. Then I enrolled in a photography class, just because I wanted to try it out but I didn't find my passion there... Instead, I found something else. Or someone rather." She took a short pause and watched as the sun goes down.

"I found my long lost friend. She was there, just in front of me talking to this girl with ice cold stare. I must've looked at them longer than intended, and they both looked at me with a questioning look when they noticed me." Aunt Seulgi chuckled.

She looked at me. "That's a scary experience by the way."

"So, I explained to the both of them right away. Your Mama, the slow-witted person that she was, didn't notice the familiarity of my face right away. I had to explain it to her before she remembered me."