Messed Up I Guess

Chapter 31

Chanyeol couldn't believe it. Byung-soon is a sibling of the man he likes? He had never heard of her name before as he recalled. His perplexed orbs gave the way to the lady as he stared at her too immensely for the two people's liking.

"So you're meaning to say you're Byun Baekhyun's sister?"

"Yes."

"That's why you seem to be familiar, with you're featuring and all", Chanyeol slightly bobbed his head, finally getting a bit of answer.

"And no, we may seem identical but we're not twins. I'm older than him for a year."

"Oh... But why didn't you tell us sooner when we were in the hospital?"

"I didn't think it was necessary to introduce you all as Baekhyun's brother when I have hardly known any of you before. Except you, though it looks like I was kind of late?"

"I don't think so."

"I only got to recognize you just now, to be honest. But I've seen you for some time in school."

"Oh? How come I can't quite remember you?"

"Beats me...", she then was deep in thought until she realized she was mistaken, "Ah wait never mind, I was purposely sneaking on you whenever you go to the cafeteria or by the vending machine to get a cool drink after basketball practice in the afternoon. When I did have the chance to greet Baekhyun, I quietly follow you so yeah."

"What the hell, you were stalking me?" Chanyeol shivered upon the thought of someone following him around and on the school campus when he wasn't fully aware of the woman's presence wherever he goes.

"Technically yeah. But I wasn't alone", she smiled teasingly at the taller, Chanyeol felt himself shudder once again.

"I didn't mean any bad intention now, dude. It was simply for research purposes. Oh! And you were rather an eye-catching man now, aren't you?" she gave him yet another smug look, her eyebrows raising from the reaction she got from the giant. He may be dominant with his height, yet his features and behavior say otherwise.

"I suppose I am..."

"Did you know that some of the students made a secret club just for you? It was ridiculous you know and man the president just couldn't get enough of your flat ass."

"Come again?" Chanyeol was beyond unsettled with the latter's words. Byung-soon released a chuckle upon his trembling body. It was entertaining watching the former flustered by her story that was never true.

"No, I was kidding", she laughed after earning a relieved sigh from Chanyeol, the glass in his hand now on the table, afraid to clumsily drop it from his shaking state.

"Oh thank God... But who's the other?"

"Of course the guy who has been obsessing you for quite some time now. I can't  believe he's still into you when he called me."

"What?"

"Can't you see Baekhyun still likes you after, wait let me count", she paused and brought her fingers on her face, counting numbers for an accurate answer, "ah, after 7 years of his life trying to get you off his mind? I shouldn't be telling you all of this knowing I'm not the person who likes you, but I'm quite an impatient woman when it comes to this kind of drama", she shrugged when the man felt degraded with what she had said.

"I may not have my phone at the moment as my father might track me but Baek has been calling me occasionally just for this matter. Heck, I just want to smack you both right now."

"Hmm...", he couldn't help but hum in response. He then stood up and took their plates towards the sink, dropping them to be cleansed after situating all of the used utensils and pans for p him to scrub.

"I'll be taking over the sink, please? You've been the only one doing the chores for the past two days ago, let me do this one."

"But you're the guest, I can't allow you to do the chores."

"It's a sign of gratitude, Chan. Now shoo, and mop the floor instead."

"Done that this morning."

"Don't you have work to attend to?"

"Nothing that would make me too busy."

"Then rest."

—MUIG—

"Is this the place?"

"Yes ma'am."

Mrs. Byun nodded and sighed as she stared at the plain white apartment that wasn't too glamorous but had the hint of wealth swept on it. She was mindful that their daughter had left her phone purposely in her luggage, yet it wasn't enough to completely make her way out of her father's plans. Not once did Mrs. Byun saw her husband be considerate of his children's opinions, or he didn't want to listen to any of it. She witnessed some moments wherein Baekbeom, their eldest, opposes the idea of his father. Him being stubborn didn't have the chance to overlook his son's displease.

She held onto her breathe and released it, composing herself before finally able to embrace her runaway daughter that she knew had enough of her father's business plans.

With cool strides towards the oak door, she believed she was composed and didn't want to look emotional towards her.

She softly knocked about three times, before a rather tall man opened the door for her.

"Umm hello, how may I help you with?"

"Is Byung-soon in there?"

"Uhh yes, mind if I ask who you are?" she smiled, having familiarized with the same soft-spoken boy she once had a hearty discussion with alongside his mother.

"You seem to not remember me at all, don't you?"

"Pardon?"

"I'm Byung-soon's mother."

—MUIG—