My Yoongi My Privilege - Swaggy Girlfriend

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"Oppa…I made a mistake. Quite a big mistake”

I stopped.

“Why? What’s wrong?”

After Narrating the whole story from what happened in the Korean class, the mail I sent to the dispatch and the summon from the court, I waited for his response. He listened quietly. I was ready to face his anger and fierce reactions, but his voice was composed. I was preparing answers in my mind to his questions. To my surprise, his first question was –

“Gwenchana?” (Are you okay?)

I shook my head hard not knowing how to reply with my words. I was reminding myself that I’m not an usual girlfriend, but I failed to think the same about him too. How foolish am I to imagine him like a common boyfriend and prejudicing him how he’ll react. I started wheezing with tears.

“Oppa……”

“Yeah”

“I’m sorry”

“Why? What’s this sorry for?”

“For causing you trouble and involving you in a situation like this. I thought….” I balanced my breath “I thought…I can solve this but it went far than I imagined”

“Then I’m the one who should apologize for meeting you and  letting you deal this situation, alone”

“I’m not alone, but I’m lonely here. I can’t get along with my friends or colleagues like before, I feel like I’m putting on a mask and acting fake. It’s hard to be normal in front of them whenever the news or talk about you comes up”

“Take your flight to Korea as soon as possible. It’s time to sort out many  things. If you can, tomorrow!”

“But the court asked me to come in the first week of March”

“We have to prepare for the inquires and some pre-works are left. You have to be here. Let’s talk later! Don’t think much. We shall meet soon. Okay?”

“Mmm…Okay”

What a great relief it was. I was so stressed after that mail from High court. I booked a flight the next day. For the first time in my life, I’m going to breathe the air and place my feet on the land of Korea. A respectable man dressed himself in black suit approached me when I landed in the airport.

“Ms. Y/N?”

“Yes”

“Please follow me, Ma’am”

I nodded “Okay”

He requested me to get in a car he brought along with two other men in suit. I stood there confused and scared.

“Who are you guys?”

“Don’t worry mam. We are Suga-ssi’s personal staffs. He’s the one who sent us. Here’s our ID. Now, please get in without delay”

“Alright, Thank you for coming”

“It’s our duty” He bowed.

Soon we reached our home- Mr. Suga’s home. It was  not a oversized apartment, but a classy one. I’m not sure if it’s going to be my house in future, but it felt nice to be there. The staffs carried the luggage for me from the car. I stepped inside the house looking around slowly. I was surprised to see the person who welcomed me first. Covered with curly brown hair and big round eyes, a puffy dog ran to me.

“Ahh…..Holly”

I thought he’ll bark but he sweetly whinned at me to pick him up going around my legs not letting me inside. I sat down on my knees, he climbed on me so embraced him. A feminine voice in Korean reached my ears so lifted my heads to the surprise.

“Aunt Min?”

“Eomma!!” She corrected and smiled at me. She said something in Korean and asked the staff to translate it.

“She says she can understand English a little bit but couldn’t talk. She asks if you were the girl who met her son in the plane?” He said.

“Ne….Eomma” (Yes) I nodded my head. She was surprised to my single Yes in Korean and reported to the translator.

“Well….she knows some Korean. I thought she’d be tough to deal with” (translated)

She turned to me and said “Come- in”

“Gamsahamnida” I bowed and went in.

“Where is he- I mean where is Oppa?” I asked the staff still holding Holly in my hands.

“He’s still in work. We may expect his arrival anytime”

“Okay. Thank you for your help”

He bowed and left. Even though there was a language barrier, only we couldn’t reply in those respective language but can understand it. That helped a lot. She lead me to my room and asked me to refresh myself. When I returned to the Hall after a shower, the man I was anticipating to meet has already arrived.

He was on his phone seated in the dining hall. He looked up and I waved my hands. He stood up and came near me.

“Welcome Home”

I smiled.

“Mom said about your discussions and she thinks you are pretty and smart. But not my equal”

“Ahh….I see”

An annoyed shout came from the Kitchen.

(In Korean)

“What I said was the other way. Take your works backs before I come and beat your ass up. A dumpling like the dad….Praising yourselves”

“Eomma……” He stretched like a baby (Momma’s son)

“She can understand Korean. Don’t you know that? Overacting is useless”

“Jeongmal? (Really?) He looked at me.

I laughed “Ara…” (I know)
Oppa you are wasted.

It was like being with my own family. I forgot about the problems standing in the middle of the house surrounded by people whom I love and who loves me, and my new friend Holly. Finishing our dinner together, I sat resting on the couch under the cold night sky filled with stars in the varenda.

“Seems like you are starving these days. You should eat well” Suga came with a dessert cup. He took a spoonful “Ah….”

I stared at him blankly.

“Open your mouth….Ahhhh”

It was delicious.

“Sugassi…."

"Yes...Ma'am"

"Are you not angry at me? Not even a little bit?”
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