Blaze

Not Welcomed

Kris stared back at her, his eyes large in width with a kind of childish innocence and worry. Namjoo opened her mouth to say something, but only ended up taking a step back.

"Are you ok?" He asked immediately. "You look pale."

Namjooo inched back when he reached forward to touch her and quickly spun around, "You came for your phone, right?"

Unable to face him she hurriedly started toward the counter where his phone was. If she gave it to him he'd leave right away, wouldn't he?

From the corner of her eye Chorong stepped back to watch, but Namjoo couldn't find it in herself to pay any attention to her. Her first priority was to rid her home of him.

Grabbing the phone off the counter she turned around only to come to an immediate halt. Her heart was still thudding seriously hard inside her ears and everything seemed to flash in bright colors around her. It felt like she was losing it over such a simple matter that she didn't even believe was true. But the reason she'd been mistaken for being pregnant was his fault in the first place and she just couldn't find it in herself to deal with him.

However as much as she wanted to deny anything he was standing in her home a few steps away from the table. There was unexpected surprise on his face when he saw that Chorong was there with her. All that meant that he couldn't say exactly what was on his mind in front of someone else.

"Um...I..." Chorong slowly started somehow confused by everything as Namjoo gripped harder onto his phone.

A quick knock on the door cut her off and the three of them turned heads toward the door. An exasperated sigh fell out of her quietly.

She already knew who it was.

This was perfect, just perfect, she angrily thought.

Without saying anything Chorong invited herself out of their space to open the door. With her gone Kris took a step forward.

"Namjoo..."

"Be quiet," she sternly ordered underneath her breath, "that's Tao. So just be quiet."

He clenched his teeth together ever so slightly before hurried footsteps started toward them only to come to a shuffled pause. She could almost hear the glance Tao was shooting at Kris and clamped her eyes shut. Namjoo really needed a moment to breathe. She hadn't called for a full house or for so many people over.

What was this?

After a moment of regathering herself she walked forward and held his phone out, "You came to get this, right?"

Kris' eyes landed on her silently.

"Here," Namjoo continued, "so you can go now."

She could feel Tao looking them over, but nothing annoyed her as much as having the two of them there with her at once.

"No," Kris said, "I came for my phone and dinner."

Grabbing it out of her hand he sat down at the table proudly to which Namjoo found herself biting her lips in retort. Tao shot a glance at her while Chorong seemingly watched very quietly. That piece of paper tucked safely into her pocket seemed to be biting at her mind as more seconds ticked by. Namjoo thought about it every second she saw Kris sitting at her table stubbornly.

Turning around she grabbed a couple of plates from the shelf and set them onto the table, "Have dinner too, Tao."

And that was how she found herself sitting at the table with Kris and Tao; a complete nightmare with Chorong beside her.