5 - Lip ring

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Appa's office...

I sat in front of my Appa and held my head in my hands, elbows balancing on Appa's desk as he spoke to me, not fully absorbing what he was saying to Jimin and me. I felt a more severe headache coming on and raked my fingers through my open hair to soothe my skull.

This was becoming all too confusing for me.

I began to massage my temples while my Appa finally explained everything, however, it was becoming a little difficult to remain with these two men in the confines of this office.

Appa shifted a little awkwardly, sitting forward as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and then spoke to me in a very calm and loving tone:
"My dear, your Halmoni owned the boarding school you attended, she just didn't let everyone know that."

'WHAT?!' I think to myself as I massage my temples.

'This is new!'

My parents have never shared this with me before. Surely it would have made sense for someone to let me know sooner? After all, I did spend nearly half my life there.

But I suppose it made sense in some odd way. I only ever saw my Halmoni at school; and she had rarely bothered to visit me at home nor had she ever come over for holidays, like normal grandmothers tended to do.

"Okay, Appa, do you have any other surprises?" I asked him dryly.

And just like that, with every reason I could think of, I began feeling a little bitter about being kept in the dark for such a long time.

"I wonder what else my dearest grandmother has kept from me!" I snapped and rose up from my seat, marching out of my Appa's office.

Jimin had grinned at my witty sarcasm, but I had ignored him.

He was reclining on the seat next to me before I had stormed off out of the room, his right leg had been folded over his other knee and he had moved to sit forward as if he'd just been told he'd won the lottery. Jimin mimicked my stance to my annoyance while Appa had been talking to us; his elbows were on the desk as well, and he cupped his face adorably, while sitting forwards.

When I had burst out in frustration, Jimin looked from me to his uncle, almost wanting to follow me.

I could sense it.

'Thankfully he'd had the good sense to stay behind.' I think to myself I stomped off out of Appa's office, thinking about Jimin.

I looked up from the spot on the desk I was examining shyly to find an annoying Jimin was watching me. He was still grinning his beautiful smile merrily to himself, just as he would whenever he used to trouble me at school, or tease me about my huge crush on him. Jimin would also tease me about the crush he knew I also used to have on one of his hyungs or on Taehyung.

It's just that I didn't remember his hyungs much. Nor can I put a face to Taehyung. I only remember that they finished school while I was still a junior at the boarding school, and that they made me blush whenever I saw them - even after they had finished school and would come to collect Jimin, Tae and Kookie to take them home for the holidays.

Their hyungs often wore faded jeans and t-shirts with converse sneakers and leather jackets or hoodies and drove an old Chevrolet van, which somehow had made my face feel even more hot!

I am still not sure if I was blushing or if I had a fever...

Shaking my head in disbelief at the idiotic men in my life, I picked my pace up as I marched out down the hallway of Appa's office. But just as I did so, I caught the tail end of what Jimin had said, which made me even more mad at him.

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