if only walls could talk [hoonsuk/sukhoon]

5. Their verity

tw: some sensitive content(recounted flashbacks), mild (implied)non-graphic violence/maltreatment.

20th November 2023, 8pm: Main Mansion

The blaring sound of a Mercedes, Bugatti, Porsche, Rolls Royce and a Lamborghini being pulled up resounded the place and the roaring downpour added to the tension. Jihoon and Hyunsuk walked in with the C-Suite executives closely behind them, bowing to house helps as they stepped inside. All sported an undelectable, grim expression as they entered the lounge.

In the main hall the Park and Choi parents were present, welcoming their sons and friends. As they exchanged pleasantries, they couldn't help but notice the vexed demeanor of their sons who were silent and out of the ordinary.

"Jihoon, son." Mrs. Park spoke, "Is something bothering you? Hyunsuk, are you alright dear?" Hyunsuk shook his head, signaling them not to worry while Jihoon stared at them blankly.

Feeling unusual, Mrs. Choi looked at the couple and then the executives, "Oh darling, looks like you all didn't dine yet. How about we chat after dinner?" she said and stood up.

The dinner wasn't pleasant, at all. Neither the husbands spoke properly nor ate well and they answered vaguely, so did the C-level members. Their parents could see the building tension and the apparent uninterested behavior. It was very much unlike them, silent and expressionless.

As the desert was served, Mr. Park was done with the quietude, "What is up with all of you? Vague talks, irritated faces and all. We are here after a tiring trip. Is this how you welcome us?"

"Really, father? You don't see all our exhausted faces. You know, we didn't come here for a welcome party but for clarification actually. But I'm sorry though, my anger has nothing to do with you. I...I am unable to control my emotions. ", Jihoon's neck veins popped. Hyunsuk held his hand under the table.

"Jihoon, what kind of behavior is this? Where are your manners? This is not how you speak to your father." Mrs. Park reprimanded. Jihoon snorted, looking away.

Taken aback, Mr. Choi turned to Hyunsuk. "Son, what is all this? Is there something wrong? What is with Jihoon's unruly behavior?"

"Father, I do not like you calling me husband out.", a fuming Hyunsuk replied.

"Hyunsuk, Jihoon, I condemn both your behaviors. That is not how to talk with your elders. From the beginning something is off about you boys." Mrs. Choi looked in disapproval.

"And neither of you asked about your ailing grandfathers. They were really looking forward to breakfast tomorrow." Mr. Choi added.

Jihoon snickered, "Of course, they do. Guess family can wash away all sins and misdeeds."

"PARK JIHOON!" Mr. Park stood in rage, his voice reverberated around the dining hall.

"What? How much pride do you take in your father to oversee everything?" Jihoon stood up, his fists clenched.

"ENOUGH!" Mr. Choi was about to slap Jihoon when Hyunsuk stepped in-between and held his father's hand, "Not a finger on him."

"Oh lord, what kind of an act is this? I am very much disappointed in both of you." Mrs. Choi folded her arms, eyeing the couple.

"Oh yeah, why don't you ask about it to you father" Hyunsuk rolled his eyes in irritation.

"CHOI HYUN—PARK HYUNSUK! MIND YOU WORDS '' Mrs. Park shouted in wrath, cursing with her eyes.

"That's my husband", Jihoon glared, "Watch your tone, Mother."

"PARK JIHOON, YOU BASTARD." Mr. Park pulled Jihoon's collar and before things could escalate, Mr. Choi and Mrs. Park restrained the former while Jeongwoo and Junkyu had Jihoon in check.