"Taehyung, what are you doing? You're going to get shot!"
"So you do care about me."
The very second he turns to say that, the gun goes off and he makes a run for it. Haneul starts wailing, Taehyung is on his knees clutching his side and I'm in shoc...
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[🥂] chapter two: is it fair that you moved on?
MY STOMACH CHURNS. I'm practically sick with nerves and anxiety. More because of the fact that I haven't seen him for so long. It's going to be so awkward.
I start to remember how I imagined our reunion when I was much younger. It mainly consisted of scenes of our friendship having its precious spark again, only this time, there won't be any kissing, hugging or a massive bouquet of flowers with a big card containing an apology for ghosting me.
I gulp, my younger, much more immature alter ego accepting that I am about to view my worst nightmare.
Hands lingering by his sides as he stands at the centre of the foyer is Kim Taehyung. I silently walk past him and to where my parents stand, waiting for me, trying not to squirm under his looming stare.
My mother nods at him when it is his turn to greet us all. One by one, a single kiss on the cheek and a light shake of the hand. He did the same to my father, bowing instead. When he reaches Daniel, I see him -my brother- hold back a laugh.
He has changed a bit, but not to the point of no recognition. His short-ish hair was missing, now shoulder-length. He's gotten quite tall too and it makes me wonder if he had to bend over before walking through the frame of our house. He's slim but makes our furniture look a bit smaller.
His skin, if possible, has become tanner and, through the ironed dress shirt he's wearing, visibly more muscular.
"I'm glad to welcome you back into this household." My mother says, pulling her coat closer to herself. It's a habit she executes, I've noticed, when she's offering a warm welcome. "Would you like to come in? There're a few refreshments we'd love you to enjoy."
He only hums in agreement and other than that silently obeys. I watch his figure follow them, barely batting an eyelash when he walks by me.
"Since when did he become Mr Serious?" Daniel asks suddenly appearing near my left ear as we follow them.
"I'm not sure, but if it's an act he needs to stop it," I respond.
I hear him chuckle, but it doesn't last long once we enter the lower parlour.
"Aera, would you like to go over what was discussed?"
"No one pretends while kissing me on the cheek, Aera. He'd say 'no homo' on a normal day. I've got my fingers crossed either way."
I take a deep breath, rolling my eyes at Daniel, who indeed has his fingers crossed and a smirk on his face. Very, very mature for a thirty-two-year-old man.
"Are there any issues requiring the game plan here?" My mother asks.
"None at all. Is there any extra infor I need to know of?" Taehyung responds. I doubt he's sure of it, but he's really stroking her ego right now and it's obvious.
