Lovely Boxer- LeeKnow

38: What are your parents like?

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I'm so afraid of everyone's eyes on me
I was sick of those beautiful, beautiful times.
I hate myself so much for not being able to be loved.
Mom and Dad are only looking at me.

-to my youth-bol4-

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Minho POV:

I swerve through the traffic, which wasn't too bad, at least it wasn't as choked as it would be most Monday's. My phone is ringing, waiting for the receiver to pick up

"Hello? Minho? What's up baby?"

"Oh nothing much mom, just coming back from training."

"I see, is everything okay? You're better now right?"

"Yeah, way better mom."

"Well I'm glad to hear that, Minho. Although I want to talk more, your dad's just coming home and I'm sure he'll be starving, so I better plate his food."

"Oh mom actually I'm coming over in 10 minutes, is it okay if i pick up some food?"

"Baby, there's no need to ask, of course, I'll keep it ready for you, come soon."

"Okay, mom, I'm on my way."

I came here to pick up food, and I know Hana told me to come home as soon as I can, but I wanted to surprise her with fresh food, since she seemed to like it so much today morning.

I rushed to their gate, wanting to greet my parents and get the food as quickly as I could and return back home, just incase Hana is waiting. In this, I forget my phone in the car, but I'm already by the door, and I'm super lazy to have to go back just to get my phone. Just as I'm about to knock on the door, I immediately remember that I know the code. I punch it in the and call out for her as I stand in the foyer
"Mom, I'm here."

"We're in the dining room!"
She yelled.

My mom was plating bulgogi, her hands moving with practiced efficiency. I couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, baby! Just in time!" she called out, her face lighting up when she saw me.

"Sorry for come at such short notice. I forgot to ask you to prepare a Tupperware."
 I said, feeling a bit sheepish.

"It's okay, you know I always make bigger portions."

"Yeah, because you're lazy to cook everyday."
He teased her.

"Dad, you're trying your limits here."
I said and we all laughed.

"Don't worry, he's going to get from me one of these days."
my mom shot back playfully, her eyes narrowing at my dad with mock seriousness.

"Just trying to keep the atmosphere lively," Dad said, holding up his hands in defense.
"But seriously, Minho, I'm glad you're here. I could use some company while I eat."