Kim Minjeong, 25. Cardiothoracic Surgeon, Single.
Minjeong stared at the dining table with drool flowing out of her mouth uncontrollably. She had no idea what the special occasion was that made her parents invite her to come over. They were living in the same city, but being the responsible adult she was, she lived in her own apartment in the central town.
Two days ago, Minjeong was peacefully playing her PS VITA when her phone rang loudly, successfully giving her a heart attack and accidentally crushing her game. Minjeong wouldn't stop jabbering the poor old lady for at least forty-five minutes and her mother's ear literally burnt ad a payback for her deed. The point of her mother's call was revealed in fifteen seconds: Be back on Saturday night for dinner.
Minjeong was so grateful to have parents like her mom and dad. They were annoying sometimes often actually but whatever. She loved parents especially when her mother made her favourite food chicken cordon bleu.
Minjeong ate greedily, not noticing the disgusted look her parents gave her. Don't blame her, however, she rarely ate that well. She only ate properly when she had the time, or when her lazy ass was not lazy enough to make something other than cereal. Minjeong honestly can't cook.
In the middle of her meal, Minjeong's father cleared his throat. At first she ignored it, whatever her dad wanted could wait. Her stomach? Not really. Then he purposely coughed loudly to get her attention.
"Yes dad?" Minjeong asked, barely glancing at him.
"Honey, we are worried about you." Her mom spoke.
"You are too skinny, darling. Do you eat regularly?" The older man participated in the conversation.
"You have bags under your eyes. Did you sleep at all? I know you're busy, but sleep is important."
"Yes, and yes, mom and dad. Don't worry, I'm fine. Also, l'll be really glad if both of you stopped staring at me like that and let me eat in peace." Minjeong smiled sweetly with sarcasm written all over her face.
She continued eating but of course, her parents weren't nice enough to not annoy her.
"I want to ask you a question, honey. May I?" Her mom asked.
"Can't it wait? Like a couple of minutes until I finish my food?"
"No, it actually can't wait sweetie. It's important."
"Fine shoot." Minjeong answered nonchalantly.
"Are you getting laid regularly?" Her mom said. The question was dead serious and Minjeong looked up, horrified towards the older male version of her. Suddenly, her wild appetite was gone and switched to nausea.
She knew it. Something would definitely come up. Formal dinner with her parents is always a disaster.
One time, when they celebrated Minjeong's graduation at her apartment, her dad wanted to impress her about his cooking skills and set the kitchen on fire. There was also another time when Minjeong brought her girlfriend to meet them, her mom deliberately (she admitted it) spilled a bowl of ice cream on her girlfriend's dress. The first sentence that came from her girlfriend, Jeon Heejin, after dinner was, "We're through". It has been eighteen months and she never dated anyone ever since. There were still many other stories about dinner, but she preferred to not recall those times.
This one is definitely going to join the list.
"Are we really talking about my sex life?" She asked, concerned.
"Yes," Her parents answered at the same time. Minjeong rolled her eyes. It wasn't a secret since they were all close, but this was still an awkward issue to discuss.
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Fanfiction"The whole idea was a mess, in fact it was stupid. To get married with someone who's practically a stranger to me was already an absurd concept. But having a child with her was another level of ridiculousness." - Kim Minjeong - [ Winrina Adaption ]...
