The Last to Leave || Ryeji ff

- Chapter 14 -

"Want to come to my parents' house for dinner tonight?" Soobin asked Ryujin over the phone.
"My mom has been bugging me to invite you over. Plus, I thought we could hang after. Jisu is going out with her college friends and I can't remember the last time we hung out, just the two of us."

Ryujin already knew Jisu was going out with friends because Yeji was one of them. It had been just under a week since Yeji dropped her off after going home for Labor Day, but Ryujin still missed her. She had been disappointed to find out Yeji had plans, especially since they had barely spoken all week because Yeji had a lot going on at work. She promised to tell her all about it when they finally got together on Sunday, but Ryujin hated to wait that long. God, she was pathetic.

"I'm in. What time are you thinking?"

"My mom said dinner should be ready at six, so want to plan on coming around 5:30?"

"Sounds perfect."

"Not entirely," Soobin said hesitantly. "Yeonjun will be there."

Ryujin couldn't help her groan. "I guess that shouldn't be surprising since he still lives with your parents."

"Yeah, I was hoping he'd have plans, but apparently no one wants to spend time with him. Shocking."

Ryujin laughed. "I can't imagine why. Is he still being a douche to you?"

"Oh yeah. It keeps getting worse and worse the closer it gets to the wedding. And he wonders why I didn't choose him as the best man. He's a freaking child." Soobin sighed and Ryujin could feel his frustration through the phone. "Anyway, I'll see you tonight."

"See you then," Ryujin said before hanging up the phone. Ryujin spent the day lounging around the house until it was time to get ready to go to the Chois' house. Even though she had been there a few times before, she was still amazed every time she saw their house, and this time was no different. She wasn't sure what qualifies something as a mansion, but she had to imagine this was it. It had three stories, plus a finished basement and was big enough to be sectioned into "wings." The second-floor west wing was where Soobin's bedroom was, but it was more of its own apartment than a bedroom since it included a sitting room with a TV, couch, and mini kitchenette, a full bathroom, and then a separate area to sleep. Aside from his bedroom, she had only really seen the basement and the main dining room since Soobin always insisted it was too annoying to give a tour. She assumed it was because he didn't like showing off just how much money his family had.

As she walked up to the house, she had to admit she didn't blame Yeonjun for moving back in with his parents after college. Even with his trust fund and whatever job he was working now, nowhere he lived would be nearly as nice as this. When she reached the door, she hit the button for the intercom system.

"Sorry. We're not taking in any strays tonight," the voice on the other end said. Ryujin rolled her eyes. Fucking Yeonjun.

"Don't roll your eyes at me." Ryujin looked around and Yeonjun started to laugh. "Do you really think my parents wouldn't have a camera at the front door? That shirt is hideous, by the way."

Ryujin just laughed. That was the worst jab he could have made since the selfie Ryujin had sent Yeji earlier was answered with a bunch of drooling emojis and a text that said That shirt is hot, but it would look even better on my bedroom floor. God, she was hot just thinking about it. Thank God she was going to see Yeji the next day.

"Shut up, asshole," Ryujin heard Soobin say to Yeonjun. "Sorry, Ryujin, I'll be right down."

After a minute or so, Soobin opened the front door with an apologetic look on his face. "Sorry about Yeonjun. And I apologize in advance for anything he might say over dinner. He's just acting like such a jerk lately."