HaPpY : binsung

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I watched Jisung's dark eyes lit up upon seeing Mel. I never wished that badly to be a guitar. I carefully trod down the stairs with the guitar bag on my back.

"Oh, you play the guitar?!" Sister asked, she started rummaging through the kitchen for the unexpected guest.

"I do, Ms. Seo." Jisung replied.

"You can call me noona, It has been a while since Binnie, brought someone over. He is usually the one going to his friends."

"Oh, I see, thanks for having me." Jisung would always answer politely, calm yet no smile was evident.

"It's his guitar." I said as put it down in front of jisung, tapping the bag.

"Ah-why don't you get one of your own?" Noona put her elbows on the bar and leaned his chin on her hands.

"I rap and dance, sis, not play guitar."

"Ppfft- whatever." she then laid down snacks on the center table. It's still half-past two in the afternoon.

"Uhmm, I should get going, I don't wanna bother you guys. I got what I came here for. Thank you, Ms. Seo." Jisung shot up and readied himself to leave...

"Noona." She said.

"N-noona." Jisung bowed shyly.

"That fast? stay a bit longer, It's too empty here without people and Binnie will just lock himself up in his room doing miracles."

Indeed, It's still early in the afternoon. There are still a lot of hours to waste. I'm sure that Jisung's shift is normally at night.

"Noonaa! shut up!" I yelled.

"You shut yo whiny ass." She yelled back.

"You guys have nothing else to do, right? sister's tone changed as daringly as it can turning to jisung.

"He has a gig later at ten, but he has work at six pm." I answered for him.

"It's still a big later isn't it? Stay for a while and relax here. i'll make snacks."

"You'll play, Where?" Noona interrogated as she insisted.

"...TMT." He said in a lowered head, looking at me and his sparkly eyes are just staring back at me. As if searching for some reaction, is TMT some sort of controversial place?

"TMT lounge? aren't you underage?" Noona calmly placed snack before us as she chatted. Jisung fell into silence and shameful nodding.

"Woooaaah, Jisung is so cool, take Binnie with you. You can get him in, right?"

"Noona, would you stop bothering Jisung and go somewhere else?"

"Aish, this child's tiny legs can't even grow, I'm already giving him the silver spoon to eat yet he won't." Noona teased, ignoring me and talking to Jisung instead.

"Stop lecturing me like a grandma." I mumbled.

I heard Jisung snorted and suddenly apologized, realizing what he's done, for his disrespectful actions that resulted in him bowing frantically.

All flustered, lifting his legs in jitters.

"Now your friend is laughing. okay, this granma will leave you both alone."

Jisung panicked and couldn't stop apologizing for his laughter.

His giggles, bounced along with his body on the sofa as my sister kept repeating in a granny voice and acting like a grandma as she goes up the stairs, chanting her aigoo's, holding her knees and back.

My sister joked around but her humor is so dry, I didn't think Jisung would be dying over it.

I am enjoying this as well.

Yeah, this is the Jisung I used to know.