𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄 | 𝘥𝘰 𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘰𝘰

⤖ chapter twenty-five

The said date was never mentioned again in a conversation. Simply because the following days became hectic and time did not give them the chance to meet again... for the meantime.

Their conversation returned to casual talks. Like if they've eaten already or if they're currently in a schedule, making sure that the other gets the proper care for their own selves. Perhaps it was Kyungsoo's shyness that he could not push himself to voice out the one thing that was bothering him. Or Minkyong's efforts in avoiding the topic to be discussed as she didn't know what to say about it, leaving them both prolonging and enduring their frustration.

Minkyong, immersed in monitoring the screen along with the actors after the take, felt a tap on her shoulder. She craned her neck behind.

"Hey," Baekhyun greeted, to which she replied with a nod.

"Do you have any plans this weekend?" he asked, not tearing his eyes from the monitor, hands on his back.

"I don't think I have. Why?"

"I was thinking of inviting you over in a party."

"What party?"

"It's like an early Christmas celebration."

"Oh. Where?"

"You're going?"

"I... might?" She said, narrowing her eyes at him. "If you tell me where it is." She pushed her hands in the pocket of her jacket, straightening her posture as the scene cut and Baekhyun faced her as well.

"You will." He declared, causing Minkyong's brows to raise.

"Great!" He affirmed, not letting her retort anything as his face gleamed. "I'll send you the address."

"On to the scene 5!" Though amused, she ignored his disclosure and announced through the megaphone, making the actor jolt from where he was standing as he was the nearest from her. A chuckle left the assistant director's lips at his reaction before striding towards the next set.

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"Didn't you say you were invited to a party?" Minyoung rolled her wheels towards the couch where Minkyong was sprawling her lackadaisical body.

"I'm not going."

"Why not?"

The younger glanced at her sister for a second before turning them back to the tv playing her favorite Disney movie.

"I just don't want to."

Watching the 25-year-old lass with relaxed lids and a gaze of disbelief, Minyoung turned her wheelchair in front of Minkyong, blocking the tv from behind.

"I'm watching!"

"Go."

"No, you go. You're blocking my way, Unnie," the latter whined, pushing her behind to move to the other side of the couch to get a clearer view of the screen.

"Bae Minkyong." There it is. Minyoung's voice that screamed dominance which did not make an exception for her own sibling. Unwillingly, Minkyong looked at the older with a frown.

"You don't have to worry about me."

"What the hell are you saying? It's not about you."

Minyoung raised a brow, ending with the other crumbling down her barricade, her shoulders slumping in defeat.

"Just because I'm in this wheelchair doesn't mean I'm disabled. And you're not the only one who's there for me, girl."

Minkong snorted. "Wow. Thank you." Sarcasm rounded her words.

"Don't worry about me. You go and enjoy."

"Girl, I can't leave you all by yourself! You just got discharged!"

"Who says she's gonna be all by herself?"

It was late when she noticed Dejun coming in, hands on his waist and cocking a brow at her direction to which the assistant director's jaw dropped.

"Okay," she said, now realizing the situation. She stood up, pushing the blanket that was once covering her frame, eyes not leaving her sister's figure with baffled eyes.

"You know you can just tell me you want me out of your sight so you can all be lovey-dovey with each other." Minyoung only laughed as the younger scoffed on her way to her room to get dressed.

so sorry for not updating this story for so long. i got so caught up with revising my other fanfic that i lost inspiration writing this one. but dw, i'll be finishing this story. thank you for those who added this on their library and others who (hopefully) continue reading this.

thank you and i love u mwa