#7 Scolded

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Song: Yours by Raiden x Chanyeol (ft. Lee Hi and Changmo)

Tzuyu's POV:

Walking on the road, the sun has set. We can't do anything but to be ready for Jeongyeon unnie's lecture later. We've been living together for a long time and she's now like our mom.

Holding the straps of my backpack, I looked at the tall guy in front of me. He's walking, probably thinking of what food to buy. Seeing him looks like he has his own world.

I can't lie but his back profile fits the standard of my liking. He's tall, lean, and tan. I think all of the girls are simp for him.

I stopped on my tracks when he stopped to look at me.

"Uh..."

What should I do? Should I look at him? Should I look away? What?

I continued to stare at him. My grip on my backpack tightened as I looked flustered.

"Are you scared of me?" His brows knotted.

"W-what? N-no?"

Tzuyu, what are you saying? Compose yourself!

He chuckled.

"Come here. Let's walk together." He signed me to come closer to him.

Walk together? Really?

"Y-yeah." I walked with a bit of speed. I then smiled when I reached beside him.

"Kaja." At the same time, we started walking together until we reached the shop. Seven Eleven.

"I'll find soup. You can grab anything you want." He then walked away until his figure disappeared from my sight.

Should I buy Jeongyeon unnie food since she's going to be mad? Maybe I will.

Since I can't cook her favorite tteokbokki, I'll just buy her some jellies.

Slowly, I walked towards the cashier. I was surprised when Mingyu is standing, probably waiting for me.

"Is that all you want?" He looked at what I'm holding as his lips formed into a smile.

I'm holding jellies. He must've think I'm childish.

"I'll pay for it." Before I could even insist, the cashier scanned it and put it in a plastic bag.

"Thank you Mingyu..."

"Oppa. Just call me oppa." His smile never left since earlier.

"Nae. Thank you Mingyu oppa." I bowed down and the both of us made our way back to their apartment.

As we're walking, my phone rang. I took it from my pocket and answered the call. Well, it cause me to stop and so as Mingyu oppa.

"Yah you little- where are you?!" Jihyo unnie asked. Fear and worry was all I heard from her tone. I find it strange since she lowered her voice. I can't almost hear what she's saying.

"Unnie, we're sorry. I promise we'll be back. We'll explain later." Mingyu averted his gaze at me.

"Well you better be! Jeongyeon unnie is so mad here." Still, she managed to whisper all those words.

"We will." I hang up and both us fastened our pace. Maybe he heard what we're talking about.

"Unnie are you okay now?" As soon as we entered, I walked towards Dahyun unnie.

"I'm feeling better because of the medicine." She's now sitting on the couch with Vernon assisting her.

"We need to go home now. Jihyo unnie called me. She said that Jeongyeon unnie is angry at us.

"Really?" She immediately stood up.

"We should go." Chaeyoung grabbed her things. We thanked them and decided to leave, but I was stopped by Mingyu.

"Here. Take home the soup." He smiled.

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Jeongyeon's POV:

"Where did the three little girls go?" Currently, I'm standing in front of the door with a slipper on my hand. Everytime I hit it with my palm, the girls flinch at the same time.

"They're near unnie." Jihyo tried to convince me but it's not working.

*Pang*

This time, I threw the slipper on the floor. The sound was too loud that it echoed against our living room.

"See they're here." Jihyo added.

The three of them arrived at the same time I threw the slipper. Yes, all of them looks terrified.

"It's already 7:00 in the evening and we can only go out on Fridays. Where have you been?" I crossed my arms as I glared at them.

"Jeongyeon they're not kids anymore. Let this slide for once." Nayeon came beside me. To be honest, me and Nayeon are super close but she's still older than me. I can't deny that I'm sometimes scared of her. I respect her that's why I follow what she says.

I sighed.

"Where did you go?" I asked them. Chaeyoung and Tzuyu immediately pointed their fingers at Dahyun.

"Com'n." She mumbled as her lips wriggles at every direction.

"Dahyun." I raised my eyebrows. All of us anticipated for her answer.

"Um. W-we just..." She moved from side to side. Simply because she's nervous.

"You know? Th-there... Y-you kn-now?" She ended her speech with a smile.

I feel like the birds are creaking loudly when all of us went silent.

"That's it? There? You know? How could I know?" I got more confused with her response.

"We..."

"We just bought some jellies." Tzuyu hastily straightened her hand, handing me a small plastic bag.

"Y-yeah. We just bought jellies." Chaeyoung spoke for a first time in a while.

"Jellies?" Momo felt awake when Tzuyu mentioned jellies.

"No. This is for Jeongyeon unnie." Tzuyu reminded her once again and the latter responded with a pout.

I took it from her hand and said, "Thanks."

"Okay. The three of you should go up already. We're going to eat after you'll wash up." Jihyo commanded.

"I'm sorry unnie."

"Unnie, I'm sorry."

"We're really sorry unnie. We'll promise not to do it again."

Each of them apologized to me before the they went upstairs. I sighed. I felt bad for being angry at them earlier. I know that sometimes I'm overreacting, but they're really important to me. I really love them as my sisters.

"Jeongyeon, your phone made a sound." Nayeon casually called my attention. I proceeded to go to the living room to check it.

1 new message from Yoon Jeonghan

"Tsk." Even though I'm still annoyed, I'm curious of what he texted.

Yoon Jeonghan
09445621130


Annyeong Hyung. Don't get your hopes us because I texted you. I'm not into you just so you know. Anyways, I just wanted to let you know that we'll start the training tomorrow. The van will always be ready to fetch you guys. See you. 😇
Sent 7:36 p.m

Tsk. You Wish Yoon Jeonghan.
Sent 7:41 p.m

"As if I'm into him." I rolled my eyes. I read the message again something woke me up.

We'll start training tomorrow?!

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Author's note 📜:
Thank you!

-sebongssi

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