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Packing 🍋

"Since I met Mrs. Choi, when do I meet your parents?" A small laugh escaped his nose as he interlocked hands with mine. "My parents are divorced." I turned to him, "That explains some things..." He tended, "What's that supposed to mean?!"

I only laughed and we continued walking. I said, "Do they still talk to each other?"

He nodded silently. There was, for the first time, an awkward silence between us. He finally spoke, "I think they still are in love with each other but just don't know. Is that childish of me to think that?" I shook my head, "Of course not!" He smiled at my readiness to defend him.

What the fuck is he thinking about!

When we got to the car we drove back to my place. "I have to tell you something." The engine kept the vehicle from being dead silent. I looked at him a little confused, "What's wrong?" He sighed. I could tell he was nervous, "I know you have a lot on your plate, and I'd understand if you say no but, the team is moving in the summer." I was shocked.

Why is he telling me this...? what is he about to say?

"So would you like to move with us? It's just gonna be me and Han, but we could all live together... it's up to you."

I froze. I honestly didn't know if we should. Even though now we technically do at this point, and I love Han to death... I just don't know. I said, "I need some time to think about it."

He laughed, "Take your time." I smiled, "Can I ask you something?" His eyes didn't leave the road as his hands steadied the steering wheel. "You wanna come with me to America?"

He turned to me, "Yeah, but why?" I sighed before saying, "To meet my brother..." His hand grabbed my thigh and squeezed it lovingly. "Of course. Can I ask what made you suddenly want to visit?"

I shrugged not understanding myself. "I think a part of me wants to forgive him for everything. At the end of the day, my parents weren't good people... and at the same time, he killed people."

Lee Know could understand the turmoil I was going through. In my way, I was trying for my brother. It may not be healthy, and correct, but he's my brother.

Minho said, "Everyone's familial dynamics are different so, I understand. I have a week off next week, so we should get tickets to go then." I nodded and the drive home was silent.

~...~

As we packed, Hyunjin, Cheol, and Aisha were crowded in my house.

Hyunjin was preparing to move out soon, he came because he wanted some practice... I guess, Aisha just wanted to hang out, and Cheol just wanted my food in the fridge.

Aisha said, "Yahhh... Hyunjin you made a mess... you know she's a clean freak." I rolled my eyes as I got out of my shower. I had a mixture of Minho's sweatpants, and Hyunjin's shirt on.

Hyunjin laughed at the combination, "So do you ever wear your own clothes...?" I looked around at the mess that led to the living room and started to twitch. "Hyunjin-ah! Clean my house!"

He shrunk as he quietly started refolding my clothes. I mentioned to my friends, "Minho offered me to move in with him and Han." Cheol's head popped into my room, "Excuse-a-fucking me?!" I shrugged, "This apartment just doesn't feel safe anymore. I can only sleep if someone is in here with me. Why not move into the apartment with the two homebodies."