𝐌𝐫. 𝐊𝐢𝐦

08

"When is your last day of work?" Your older sister's voice resounds from the speaker of your device as you press it between your ear and shoulder, fishing out the keys from your purse. "It's almost been a week, what's the hold-up?"

You grumble when you can't seem to figure out where you've put the goddamn keys to your complex. "I don't know Sooya. It's not up to me to decide. I can't exactly force him to speed up the process."

"Noona, is he making things hard for you at work? Just tell me and I'll talk to him," your brother, who you've decided to add to the group call chimes in, making you almost snort at his words.

"Then what, Sunho?" There is a hint of playfulness in your tone as you finally pull the item, inserting it into the lock. "You can't exactly do anything with your state." You can't help but add the last part to your banter. You hear Sooya erupt in laughter and an offended gasp from your brother.

"Right, you've seen Y/N's boss on television, what makes you think you have any chance of going against him?" Sooya adds on to your joke.

"Hey! Don't underestimate me," he argues and you kick off your stilettos, seeing the bruises on your heels and ankles. You grimace at the nasty sight before putting on your soft slippers and trudging toward the living room. "I've been going to the gym lately." Your brother confesses something that takes you and Sooya by surprise. He's becoming a grownup and you're not even there to witness with your own eyes.

Shaking off the solemn feeling, you toss your bag onto the couch, leaving a few buttons on your blouse undone before finally freeing your hair from the tight ponytail you've been wearing all day, and your wavy locks bounce on your shoulders.

"Wah, our little brother going to the gym? That sounds a bit unbelievable," Sooya pushes his buttons until Sunho is practically whining.

"Hey, leave him alone," You roll your eyes at the two before settling on the sofa, until your stomach grumbles. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to stay fit," you comment, suddenly remembering Namjoon on the subject of exercise. But you leave that part out.

"Whatever, he's probably just trying to impress a girl. You know how kids are these days. It's all about the looks."

"I am not!" Sunho exclaims to try and prove a point. "Can't a guy care about his health?"

"If you truly care about your health, stop eating fast food, you idiot."

"Noona, did you just call me an idiot—"

You don't pay attention to the conversation, grabbing the remote to play the first movie you see on Netflix. "My head is hurting just by listening to you guys argue over the phone," You debate if you should end the call to order some food, or walk to the kitchen to cook a meal for yourself to satisfy your hunger.