#5YearswithYongseo

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“Unnie! Did you do what I asked you to do? Did you get it?” Seohyun asked frantically the moment Sunny entered the van

Sunny sigh and shook her head “There are a lot of means Seo Joo Hyun, why me?” she whined at her

Seohyun pouted, her hands clasped together and gave Sunny her best puppy eyes “Just this once… did you get it?” now her palms rubbing each other

The corner of Sunny’s mouth turned up while looking at their maknae, head still shaking she answered “Yes, I got it, aigoo”

Seohyun heaved a sigh of relief, she did not even know she held her breath while waiting for her answer

Now with a wide smile on her lips she waived her hand phone in front of Sunny’s face while her eyebrows moved up and down

“Arasso, arasso” Laughing at their maknae's antics she fished  for her own hand phone in order for her to give what she wants

Seohyun fidgets as she waits impatiently while staring outside the moving van when something caught her eyes that made her remember that day, the wine store where she bought the Champaign that night, more than a year ago, the day that she regrets the most

Sunny was about to hand it to her when she noticed Seohyun’s faraway look on her eyes, so she just let her

Seohyun fell silent as her mind walks down memory lane

June 28, 2012

It was their joint birthday celebration and she was excited for their date, yes date, and a rare one at that due to their hectic schedules.

She was busy the whole day in preparation for that night. She cooked her specialty refusing the help extended by her loving mother.

She wanted that day to be special since it was one of the rare moments that they are together and she’s so hyped about it.

She even arranged for her parents to be out on a date too, so that they can have the place on their own, and they were gone late in the after and will be home probably by midnight.

Her excitement arises when she saw the clock ticked at 5 she started to take a bath and sang songs while doing it.

She prepared the table and waits excitedly on the couch”7pm hurry” she murmured still on a playful mood

until the clock ticked to 7 pm…. 7:30… 8:00

“He’s late.” she said as she looks at her wrist watch. Her stomach started grumbling for food. She took her phone and tried to contact him but she heard a busy tone.

She drank water to lessen her hunger and started to pace. 8:30…. She sat down on her sofa staring at the television blankly. 

Frustration and anger started to rise with hunger. She looked at the dining table fully set. The bottle of Champaign in a bucket previously full of ice was now surrounded with water. 

9:00 pm her phone rang she knew who her caller was but she opted to ignore it. Then again it rang the second time. She answered it in a weak voice. “Yes?”