Strange Girl || Han Jisung

10: What's Her Name Though?

 Word Count: 863

The birds are chirping, the sun is shining and the aroma of fresh bibimbap is like lingering in the Jilix residence.

Suddenly, the birds start fighting and cackling very unpleasantly, the sun rays hit right in the pupils of Eunhee's eyes and the aroma of the bibimbap turns into the smell of burnt food.

Eunhee furrows her eyebrows, scrunches her nose and sits up in bed with a look of pure disgust on her face.

"WHAT THE FUCK LEE FUCKING FELIX!!" "Ugh," Eunhee groans and get off the bed.

She pads her way out of the room, only to see Jisung sitting on the dining table chair with his head in his hands, Felix sitting on another chair beside him with an annoyed expression and Minho and Chan eating each other's faces off on the couch.

"What in the world is this?" Eunhee says, annoyance laced in her voice and all over her face.

"I accidentally burnt the bibimbap and he's overreacting. And minchan are.... being minchan," Felix says and shrugs.

"You were on your phone that's why the food burned!" Jisung yelled at Felix. "I was doing something important!" Felix argues.

"Can y'all stop? It's okay Jisung. I'll make the bibimbap again. Stop yel-" "Ngh~" 

A loud moan echoes through the hall and everyone–except Minho and Chan–freezes.

"Okay, now we gotta stop 'em, Felix says in a strangely calm tone. "Stop fucking in front of us!" Jisung yells at the two older boys, who untangle their bodies and sit up on the couch. 

"You could've argued in one of the rooms you know? You didn't have to interrupt our bonding time," Minho says and rolls his eyes.

Eunhee scoffs, "You two are always 'bonding' Minho. Don't give me that shit." "Okay calm down. Eunhee, please remake the breakfast. I'm going to shower," Chan says and gets up from the couch. "Yeah, I'll get ready too," Jisung says and walks over into his room.

"...and once again I'm gonna be cooking alone," Eunhee sighs and gets to work.

*Time Skip*

"Okay, I'm ready, let's go," Eunhee says as she slings her bag on her shoulder. "Do you have a driver's license Eunhee?" Jisung asks the girl and she nods. "Well then, what are you waiting for?" "I don't feel like driving Sung," Eunhee says.  

"So how are we gonna go?" "Don't worry bro, Crispy's gonna drive us," Eunhee says and winks at Jisung. 

*Time Skip*
(At the studio) 

(For the readers' convenience, bold is Eunhee, italicized is Jisung)

"And finally, this is the lounge. I have the lounge for when I stay the night or bring someone to the studio. Like now." Jisung had just finished giving Eunhee a tour of the studio, and they were sitting on beanbags in the lounge. 

"Well, I wanna listen to what you and your online bros have made. You have some stuff here?" Eunhee asks and Jisung mutters a small 'wait'. "Oh good God," Jisung throws his head in his hands. 

"What happened bruh?" "I left my discs and pen drives in Incheon! Ugh, this is so frustrating," Jisung groans and Eunhee pats his shoulder. 

"It's okay Jisung, you can bring it when you visit your parents." "No, it's not okay! I don't like going to my parents' house, Eunhee.."

"O-Oh, I- uh I'm sorry Sung." "Oh my God don't be sorry Eun! They're not necessarily bad. It's just that, you know they–" Eunhee cuts Jisung off and says,"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to Jisung. It's fine." 

"No, it's fine. It's been a long time since I ranted about this to someone," he assures the older girl and she nods. 

"Well, you see, there's this weird thing in my family, my dad and both of his siblings, and my papa's sibling, are all gay. So they're forcing me to date and marry a guy too, in the future. Even though, I've never dated a girl, it's not right of them to force me like this. They wanted Hyunjin and I to get married back when we were fifteen. Like bitch, we're fifteen?? Excuse me? I've always hated this. Especially when I hadn't figured my sexuality and thought I was straight." 

"So," Eunhee straightens her posture,"You've got two fathers? So you call one of them dad and the other papa?" 

"Yeah. It could be confusing. That's why I call them dad and papa. It's simpler. Then my papa's sister, I call her aunty, obviously, and I'm pretty close with her too. She's like the mother I never had," Jisung explains. 

"You know, your daddy issues and my mommy issues are the opposite. My mother was homophobic. Her and my dad got divorced three years back. She found out about Chan hyung being gay a few months after he turned fifteen. She abused him, my sister and I fo-" "You have a sister?" "I thought I told you?" "You didn't." "Well, I'm telling you now. She's your age. And, you didn't see her 'cause she's gone for the inter-school baseball match. She was supposed to be back today or tomorrow." 

"What's her name though?" 

"Hannah. Bang Hannah."