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Tiffany collected her luggage from the baggage claim after the long flight.
As she stepped out of the airport, her eyes immediately found Mark's older brother, Minhyuck.
She hurried toward him with her suitcase trailing behind her and wrapped her arms around him.
"How was the flight?" he asked, taking one of her bags from her.
"It was okay," she smiled.
"How are you?" he asked, hugging her again.
"Forget me, how are you?" she laughed as they got into the car and he started the engine.
"Just college, you know," he said. "Last year."
"Nice," she smiled. "What are you studying again?"
"Law."
"Of course you are," she teased. "That suits you."
He chuckled. "What about you?"
"Medicine."
"Oof," he laughed. "How many years left?"
"This is my third-last year," she said. "The first few years we practiced everything, but this year we had to choose a specialization. I'm training to be a gynecologist."
He blinked. "Damn. That's intense."
"Two years of that, then one year of internship," she shrugged. "You?"
"Law is fun," he grinned.
"Of course you'd say that."
They pulled up in front of the house.
"Alright," he said, parking. "Prepare to get your bones crushed."
She laughed. "Why?"
"My mom is extremely excited."
"When is Mark coming?" she asked casually.
"Ohhh," he smirked. "Someone's eager."
"He's coming for dinner."
"That's great," she smiled, trying not to sound too excited.
They stepped inside.
"Mom! Dad! We're here!" Minhyuck called.
Mrs. Lee rushed out immediately.
"Oh, Tiffany!" she gasped and wrapped her into a hug.
"Aunty!" Tiffany squealed.
"How have you been, sweetheart?" Mrs. Lee asked, holding her face. "How's Houston treating you?"
"It's good," Tiffany smiled. "How are you?"
"I'm wonderful," she beamed. "Are you hungry? I can make you something before dinner."
"Oh no, I'm okay," Tiffany shook her head.
"Minhyuck, take her luggage upstairs."
"It's fine, I can carry it-"
"Nope," Minhyuck laughed, already lifting it.
"You've grown so much," Mrs. Lee said fondly. "You were tiny the last time I saw you."
"And you still look thirty," Tiffany teased.
"Oh hush," she laughed. "Go freshen up and rest. I'll call you when dinner's ready."
"Okay," Tiffany smiled.
"Where's uncle?" she asked.
"He just stepped out to buy something for dinner," Mrs. Lee patted her shoulder. "Go, we'll talk later."
"Alright," Tiffany nodded.
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