Talking to the moon

Chapter 36

For what felt like the hundredth time Yunjin's fingers hovered over the phone keyboard, reading over the text she had received. How does she respond to that? She has no idea. Her father wanted to meet up with her, for the first time in eleven years. The question was did she want to? The pure shock when she read that text when she first checked her phone that morning still hadn't worn off, making her hide away in the bedroom as Chaewon and Eunchae got ready, worrying her lip between her teeth.

A gentle knock pulled Yunjin away from her thoughts, quickly clicking her phone off and put it face down on the dresser as Chaewon peeked her head in. The lawyer frowned, "Why aren't you dressed yet?"

Yunjin could've shown her the text, could have told her what was going on. But the nagging feeling of not being exactly sure what she was feeling first off, and how she knew Chaewon wouldn't understand what she was feeling came bubbling to the surface. She was trying to be more open, but there were still some things she'd rather keep to herself.

She shrugged, she had gotten her pants completely on  and just needed help buttoning up her blue dress shirt. The buttons were just a bit too small for her to do with just one hand. Chaewon picked up on this, coming in the room completely and helped her, chuckling at her. Yunjin whined, "Why do we even have to dress up? I hate wearing this thing."

Chaewon simply hummed and flipped up her collar, placing her tie around it and started tying it, "That's what Eunchae's teacher said, she encouraged us all to dress up like our careers. She also encouraged the kids to dress up like one of the parents or what they wanted to be when they grew up. It was in the email."

"You know I don't check that thing."

"I know, that's why I check." Chaewon finished the tie and handed Yunjin her jacket. They were still inside and honestly it was a bit stuffy in the apartment. Taking Yunjin by surprise, Chaewon trailed a hand up to her cheek tilting Yunjin's head so she was looking at her, "Is everything okay? You look stressed."

Fuck. She was onto her.

"I'm just worried about that devil kid and his father. You said Eunchae was scared that he would be mean to us, I don't want her to feel uncomfortable." That sounded convincing, partly because it was real. That was something that had been festering in the back of Yunjin's mind ever since Chaewon told her about this whole thing. Chaewon frowned while taking Yunjin's sling off the bed and helped her put her arm in it before securing it.

"She's not going to be uncomfortable, we had a talk this morning about it. I don't think she really understands why he wouldn't like it."

"She's six, of course she doesn't understand homophobia. She just sees that we are in love and that her friends parents are in love and sees nothing wrong with it."

"I know. We just talked about how she doesn't need to be nervous and that you and I can take care of anything if something were to happen."

"Damn right, I'm up for fighting in a kindergarten classroom."

"No." Chaewon shook her head, "We are going to ignore anything that happens, no fighting."

"But that's what makes it fun."

"No."

Yunjin whined and flopped down on the bed making Chaewon giggle and open the door. Tiny footsteps immediately pattered down the hall and into the room, the bed dipping next to Yunjin as Eunchae crawled next to her. Yunjin lifted her head and let out a laugh at what Eunchae was wearing. "What is that?"

"It's my police uniform!" Eunchae declared proudly, standing up. Chaewon must've picked her up one of those cheap costumes because while incredibly cute, it was not very accurate. But Eunchae seemed happy with it, "Now I'm just like you!"