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⋅⊰ MEI⊱⋅

The combination of Bangchan's and Changbin's voices in a lighthearted conversation alerted my ears, the sound echoing from around a corner, and my eyes widened as I glanced over at Mr. and Mrs. Bahng. The five of us came to a halt and the two parents looked at their daughter for guidance, which Narae and I found deeply amusing.

"Hide, hide, hide!" Hannah urged her parents in a whisper-shout, who fed into her play-acting as they immediately pressed their backs against the wall of which Chan and Changbin would be turning any moment.

Hannah then laughed quietly as she dragged myself and Narae with her to stand behind the large hair and makeup vanity that was positioned against the wall behind the two parents. Mr. and Mrs. Bahng laughed quietly and grinned in amusement as they watched; Hannah positioned me and Narae to be shielded by the back of the vanity mirror and I giggled uncontrollably with my sweaterpaws over my mouth.

Once Hannah ensured we were good, she went and awaited Chan's arrival with her parents. Once the two young men turned the corner, freshly showered and dressed comfortably, they raised their heads just in time for Hannah and Mrs. Bahng to yell "Surprise!" while gesturing with their arms outwards; Chan's father standing methodically in front with a wide grin so he could greet his son first.

The reactions were hysterical, and I knew they would be, so I had been recording the interaction on my phone; Bangchan's initial reaction was a startled combination of Korean curse words, then immediately lifting his arms in front of himself and moving backward to push Changbin back. Changbin had nearly jumped out of his skin, soon letting out a little curse word as he shook his head and placed his hands on his hips.

Giggling to myself with Narae watching over my shoulder, I decided to stop the recording as Chan's initial shock and fear wore off; his demeanor immediately melted into one that clearly depicted how over the moon he was to see his dad, as well as Hannah and his mother returning with the man. With disbelieving laughter, Chan hurried over to his father and they tightly embraced each other, Hannah and Mrs. Bahng joining a few moments later for a family hug, for the first time in what I'm sure was a very long time.

I didn't realize how wide my grin was until I felt eyes piercing into my temple and I blinked, turning my head. Narae had caught sight of my reaction and sent me a little smirk with a raise of her pierced eyebrow, which I only now noticed as she lifted her ball cap after we had hidden. I simply held back a chuckle and rolled my lips into my mouth, shaking my head a little.

"Hmm, are we perhaps closer with one Bahng family member in particular than the others?" The young woman whispered in a comically suspicious tone.

Feigning a sigh, I bowed my head as if in shame. "Okay, yes, but... just don't tell anyone..." I began and Narae's eyes went wide as she almost gasped in shock, clearly believing my false-serious demeanor. Then I concluded, "I have a crush on Berry."

Narae's deeply interested eyes eager for some gossip immediately fell into half-lidded slits of deadpanned disappointment. "Juicy," she responded flatly.

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