Fairy Tale

Chapter 17: Guardianship

After her emotional break down, Mama Lee made her sit at the counter and have another cup of coffee. She continued to tell her stories of when Minho was a child. Emily giggled the whole time. The front door opened and banged shut and then Minho came into the kitchen, shirtless, covered in sweat, and breathing heavily. Emily's cheeks flamed up right away.

"Hey sleeping beauty is awake!"

"Sure am, Thunder Cat." Emily looked up with a smirked at him, while Mama Lee laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Minho's face went white and then pink, he rounded on his mother. Mama Lee held her hand out and Emily high fived her.

"You told her that story?" He cried.

"Oh I've heard all about you. But Thunder Cat is staying, It's already changed in my phone from school project partner to Thunder Cat."

"My own mother, betraying me like this!" He threw his hands into the air, and rolled his eyes, he went to the cupboard and grabbed a cup filling it with water.

Heavy footsteps came into the room, "Minho, you back from your run?" A deep voice rumbled through the house.

"Yep." Minho popped the p.

"You went without me? No fair." Emily pouted.

"Well Sleeping Beauty needed her rest."

"This is the infamous Emily, is it?" The deep voice finally had a body to it. Without a doubt it was Minho's father. They looked exactly the same; same broad shoulders, they were both over 6 feet, same jaw shape, and they both had a way of having a resting intimidation face.

"Yes sir." Emily slid off the stool, she felt awkward in her pajama pants and Minho's old hoodie. But when she turned to face him, Mr. Lee was wearing pajama pants without a shirt, so Emily didn't feel too out of place.

"Emily Fitz" She said, holding her hand out.

Mr. Lee looked her up and down and with an intensity that made Emily nervous. But he cracked a smirk and shook her hand.

"So, your a runner, Emily?"

"Kickboxer, actually."

"And she's really good, wholly shuck, Dad!"

He raised an eyebrow at his son and then looked at Emily.

"And I beat his butt in gym."

"What?" Mr. Lee turned and frowned at Minho, "This little pipsqueak beat my son, the football star?"

"Dad...you gotta see this girl in the ring! Like I'm pretty sure she could take on Gally!"

Mr. Lee turned back to look at her, and raised an eyebrow. Emily, looked down at her lap, she didn't like the attention, Mr. Lee was intense.

"She's also a super smarty!"

Emily glanced up at Minho, he was smirking at her, his eyes sparkling at her. It was weird having someone brag about her, and be proud of her. It made her face heat up more, and a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach. She didn't know what to do with herself. Minho continued to brag about her, telling his father about her school subjects she's taking and what her goal after school was.

"A fellow math and science nerd!" Mr. Lee nodded in approval, he had sat down in a chair, watching her.

"Yes sir."

"Ever thought of trying to get a job at WICKED?"

"No, I work at the gym, I help my godfather run the gym."

"Doesn't pay much, does it."

Emily shook her head, "No," she said quietly. "But... I love it, and I get to see my godfather, and he needs the help."