Through The Window

13. Past

Wonyoung was shocked at first when she heard someone shout.

“Ahn Yujin!”

Both of them turned around toward the living room window.

“Ahh, dad!”

“Come inside! Dinner is ready!”

“Okayy!”

Yujin grabbed Wonyoung’s hand and dragged her along.

“Dad, this is Wonyoung. And Wonyoung, this is my dad.”

“Ahh, annyeonghaseyo, uncle.”
She greeted him and bowed.

“Wow, she’s so pretty… you really know how to pull a very good-looking girl, Yujin.”

Wonyoung smiled awkwardly.

Yujin chuckled.

“Correction, I’m not pulling any random girl, dad,” Yujin replied while looking at her.

“Woah, really? Can I believe you?”

“Dad, you’re the one who gave me those flirty tips, don’t you remember?!”

Ahh… like father, like son.

“Anii.”

“Ugh, really, dadd??”

“Enough, okayy, you both,” Yujin’s mom cut in.

“Come, Wonyoung. Don’t get near both of them… they always like to bicker around. Come with me, okay? Yujin, mom is borrowing her. Go on, you two keep bickering, okay, bye.”

Wonyoung chuckled and nodded.

Yujin’s mom pulled her away.

“Ahh, mom!” Yujin shouted.

Wonyoung and his mom looked at him.
Wonyoung tilted her head.

“Waee?” his mom asked.

“I want to come with you two too…” he pouted.

“Nu uh. Go and spend time with your dad, okay? Teach him how to play also.” She smirked.

Wonyoung couldn’t hold her smile when she saw his mom smirk at him.
Then his mom looked at her and glanced toward Yujin.

Oh… she must have been watching them play earlier.
Oh god, that was embarrassing.

“It’s true, son. Teach me how to play too!”

“Dad, you’re the one who always coached me back in school. Why should I teach you?”

“Hahaha. Just let mom spend time with your girlfriend, son!”

“She’s not my girlfriend yet, dad…” Yujin muttered softly.

Wonyoung noticed it—he didn’t realize she heard him.
She felt bad for him, but as a girl, she knew she had to play hard to get. At least as a lesson, so he wouldn’t play with a girl’s heart.

“Did you say something just now, son?” his mom asked.

“Oh… no, nothing.”

Lie… lie… lies.
Never mind. He should try harder.

“Play with your dad, Yujin. Mom and Wonyoung will be in the kitchen. Give her rest time, okay?”

“You okay with it, Wonyoung?” Yujin asked.

“More than okay, Yujin. Go and spend time with your dad.”

She nodded and smiled at him.

“Oh, hurm… I thought you’d stay with me…” he pouted again.