For You ;; yuyeon

Up on the mom issues

When Soyeon wakes up, she knows she's not in the trunk of the truck anymore because her back is too comfortable and there is no sunlight attacking her eyes, as it should be. She also doesn't feel Yuqi's presence, which is not bad or good, and groans against the soft mattress before putting together all of her strength to get up and sit, lazily opening her eyes to see the yellow walls of what used to be her old bedroom years ago.

It looks just the same as it did when she was sixteen, by the way: her posters are still all hanging by the door, the painting on the walls is worn, her desk table keeps all the doodles and the pens, and the pencils are scattered between the cases and the shelves. Her almost empty wardrobe is open and she can see her old clothes inside it — the ones she didn't take with her when she left, at least.

It is a clean version of her room, but it is still her room.

She doesn't know what she's doing there, or how she got there, but when she realizes what time it is by looking at the clock beside her, her eyes go wide and she stands up in a rush to look for her cell phone. Her head hurts for a moment of dizziness, but she can't help but to think about all the time she lost by waking up so late. She has so much to do, like composing the song of the lyrics she wrote yesterday, and emailing Lisa to guarantee the collaboration between Minnie and she, and listening to Crystal Clear's newest recorded track to check if it is pleasing to her ears. So much.

However, the device isn't there; it is not inside the closet, nor on the desk, and not on the bed either, so she freaks out and pushes herself to the first floor, almost falling on the stairs while screaming her mother's name.

It is not Hyekyung that she sees when she enters the kitchen, though.

"Soojin?"

The girl turns around to look at her, and she looks so different from the last time Soyeon last saw her, years ago. She has short, dark hair, and bangs, and she's wearing no makeup, which would be something so unlikely to see if they were still in high school that it makes the producer gasp.

"Oh, hello, Soyeon. Good morning," Soojin maintains her poker face, as she always does.

"Good morning. Do you have any idea of how I got here?"

"You father put you in bed. You were asleep."

"Okay, thank you," she moves closer and notices her cousin is organizing something in the fridge. "I liked the hair."

"Thanks. Shushu encouraged me to try something new. I liked it."

It is awkward because Soojin wasn't expecting Soyeon to be nice, while Soyeon wasn't expecting Soojin to act like nothing is happening, and keep hiding things from her, not when she made such a show to have her there.

"So... Are we not talking about your fiance? Who happens to be a girl? You do know she is a girl, right?"

There it is.

"Yes, Soyeon, I do know Shuhua is a girl," the older girl rolls her eyes.

"When did this happen?"

"Two years ago. We met-"

"No! I mean you being... Gay."

"I'm bi, thanks for the recognition."

Soojin tries to run from the conversation by going to the living room and pretending to have something to do, like take the magazines off the coffee table and store them in the cupboard, or tide the couch up and fluff the pillows. But Soyeon follows her with determination.

"Don't talk to me like you had already told me this before. You were dating Hui when I left and was seriously thinking about having a whole family with him. Now I come back here and you're getting married to a girl I've never even heard of before. What do you expect me to think?"