MiChaeng | One Shots

Sleepover (GB)

Chaeyoung's POV

"Oppa! I'm going to have a sleepover here with my friend this Friday night, okay?" My annoying sister shouts from the guest hall the moment she arrived.

"Aishh, why here??? If you aren't my sister, I'd definitely file you for trespassing my property!" I shout back as I got down from the stairs.

She scoffs, "Don't be so dramatic, it's just one night!"

"Why can't you do it in your boring apartment!"

"You said it! Why would I invite someone to my small, sleazy apartment?"

I chuckled, "Oh, of course you're trying to use MY mansion to impress your little friends again!!"

"Whatever! Just pretend like we're not around, and we won't bother you anyway!"

"As if you wouldn't listen to your loud banging girl music and shout to whatever cringy, girly stuff you all go crazy about!" I bash as I turned to head to the pantry.

"I have a V.I.P. ticket to the Autum Pittura Collection for this season's shocase at the Darlington Art gallery."

I immediately turned back, "Don't fool me, they're not even open yet for selling slots!"

"Well, I get around, here and there, don't I?" She asks while she grins.

she then adds, "I know I'm not fond of these boring paintings anyway, but I could definitely earn a lot if I sold it to someone else..."

I massaged my forehead, "First of all, it's majestic art collaborated by the most popular artists in France and second, you can't just sell it to anyone for whatever pathetic price you could think of."

"So isn't it a steal for you oppa? Allowing us to have a sleepover for one night in exchange for your precious gallery ticket worth thousands of dollars?" she asks, pulling out the ticket from her bag and waving it around as she approaches me.

I grabbed the ticket from her. It really was authentic! I sighed, "Okay, but just for one night. No loud, banging music! No shouting, no pranks, and get your own food."

She hops as she squeals in excitment, "Got it!! Yey, thank you, oppa!!!" She throws herself at me, but instead of a hug, she's choking me.

I pulled her away as I cough, "May I at least know who you're inviting over?"

"Oh, just one girl, a senior from my college who graduated 2 years ago."

"Ok, fine."

She grins as she claps.

I could only shake my head. Yup, that's Yeji, my little sister. To me, she's still little and will always be. Especially the way she acts like one.

I saved up and got myself a mansion after putting up my own investment company.

My parents were proud of me, I then partnered with my family's company, which resulted in more billions into our net worth.

They always pointed to me as Yeji's role model. I know my sister could be bratty and childish most of the time, but I know she's smart.

She asked our parents for a nice big mansion like mine, but instead they got her an apartment for a start. Which was more reasonable and practical for a college student.

Her apartment isn't as sleazy and small as she describes. It was more than decent than most average college students could afford, but she could barely see that.

But whenever it came to inviting friends over, she'd take them here because our parent's wouldn't easily allow guests at our family villa if it was unexpected.