The house was welcoming from the open door to the small, decent living room. It was a quiet place, somewhere he haven't been before. Sitting right next to Aerin, Heeseung was curious but stayed silent the whole time, just holding her hand tight the entire time.
A middle aged lady suddenly surfaced into their sight, making Heeseung eyed grew wide in surprise. He stood up after getting his guess right.
"H-Hi. It's nice to finally meet you, Eomonni--"
Aerin prods him softly. Heeseung stopped and buckled up.
"I-I mean, Mrs. Choi." he softly chuckled.
"Who's this one hell of a fine man are you with, Aerin?" Mrs. Choi was knocked senseless by the Heeseung's unbelievable appearance.
Heeseung smirked by the accolade but the woman's voice is so autonomous, much to her interrogative stare, making him a little jittery.
"I-I'm Lee Heeseung. Your daughter's--"
"He's my boyfriend, Omma." Aerin cuts fast.
Mrs. Choi was still stalled, eyes went unsure where to look, if it's on Lee Heeseung's attractive, shy face or her daughter's unexpressive, cold-blooded stare.
"W-Why, Aerin, are you kidding me?! Your boyfriend is--" Mrs. Choi looked at Heeseung once more, so eager to check him out. "Hot like hell! What the hell?! Is he from LA, too?!"
Heeseung finds it hard to control another smirtle. He inconspicuously scratch his head to cover his smugly smile.
"No, he's not. Omma. Can you just be a little reticent, please." Aerin couldn't hide the embarassment.
Her mother is the most impossible woman she's ever known, maybe because of the trauma, Mrs. Choi's methods of dealing with past agonies comes in a little bit inept. She's straight forward and acting a bit inappropriate but Aerin was pleased to see she's taking care of the house, without any trace of another headache around.
"Ugh, why didn't you tell me you're bringing your boyfriend beforehand, you slapstick! You want something? Water? Soda?" Mrs. Choi goes a little bit pertubed.
"Omma--" Aerin stopped her from clanking. "It's okay. I just came here to check on you and--" Aerin clicked her tongue seeing her mother getting swayed by Lee Heeseung's stance. "Can you please look at me?" she impatiently muttered.
Mrs. Choi pulled her sight away from Lee Heeseung's face and chuckled. "Sorry. It's not everyday I'll be able to see a captivating man, you know."
"I came here to inform you, I'm staying here for good. I went back to my previous company and this house is yours to keep. Just don't do anything stupid again, please."
Her constant pleading shows that her mother is not always listening. Aerin pulled something out of her pocket making Mrs. Choi paralyzed on her feet.
"W-Why are you giving me such a huge amount of money, Aerin-a?" she didn't blink while staring at the check.
"Take it." Aerin pulled her hand to let her accept it. "That's yours to keep too. Treat yourself, buy the things you want but don't take another man inside this house or I'll revoke everything I gave you. Do you understand?"
Aerin sounded provocative and her mother was left speechless and just nods in agreement. Heeseung softly chuckled watching an entertaining yet lighthearted scene. How he admired Aerin more for still choosing to be a good daughter despite the parental shortcomings.
Finally settled inside the car, Aerin breathes out at last. Her relationship with her mother which she thought she cannot fix anymore goes to a surprising twist, the peace it brought is immense, she felt absolutely complete.
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False Impressions I Book 1: Lee Heeseung
FanfictionChoi Aerin, the struggling journalist and an anti-fan who attempted to destroy an idol's reputation found herself falling head over heels to the Enhypen's center, Lee Heeseung.