"How's your day been so far?" Suho asked.
"Good. You?"
"Good too."
Then they quieted. Chorong thought she was growing anxious and even more nervous. Should she say something or should she let him lead the conversation? But then what was the point?
"Is it just you and your sisters? I haven't seen anyone else in your home."
"Yea, just us three," Chorong replied, "my grandma passed away a while ago."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"No it's fine."
"I didn't see any family portraits in your house, if you don't mind me saying."
"Oh...it's...my sisters and I each have different fathers. We didn't grow up close to each other," Chorong nervously replied, "we weren't really happy so we don't keep pictures. It's better now though. My sisters and I get along now."
"Ah...I see," Suho nodded, "that sounds nice. At least you're able to understand each other now. You seem to have a lot of fun with each other, I mean, from what I see. I wish I had siblings."
Chorong finally turned to him. "You don't?"
"No, I'm an only child. Then my parents divorced when I was in junior high, so I grew up with my dad," Suho explained. "That kind of story."
Chorong slightly turned to look out the window. "At least you had a parent."
"Hmm?"
"My dad never stayed with us long and my mom died when I was 10," Chorong was quiet then turned to him with a smile, "but I have my sisters, and I'm happy with that."
They stopped by the theater first and watched a comedy movie upon her pick. Sometime along the talk about family, Chorong finally relaxed. While watching the movie she laughed loudly and freely. Sometimes she and Suho would turn to look at each other to see if the other was enjoying the movie. And the simple fact that they were sharing the same laughter and joy made the movie even more fun.
Suho didn't put any pressure on her after the movie about where to go or what to do next and they just walked around after buying some coffee. Chorong honestly thought she enjoyed that the most. She hadn't gone walking around with her friends after Woohyun died.
"I used to take walks here with my mom," Suho reminisced, "and she'd let me play with the dogs at the dog café, but my dad never liked those kind of things."
"Do you miss your mom?" Chorong questioned.
"Yea, I do."
"Is she still around?"
"She's out of the country now; married someone from the states." Suho turned to look at Chorong brightly. He didn't seem very hurt from his mom's decision.
"You seem like a happy child."
"I guess," he smiled and turned to her. "You said your father's not with you anymore?"
"He left home when I was in high school," Chorong told. "My grandma raised us."
"That's still nice," Suho commented. "Children shouldn't have to grow up on their own."
Chorong smiled and thought about how each of her sisters had grown up on their own. Their grandma had just been there to watch over them and there was nothing that could have been done to heal all their pain.
After some more talk about work they finally went for dinner. Everything was flying smoothly as Namjoo had predicted and Chorong found that she was enjoying herself. Suho was nice and she liked his company. From the way he talked and just how he was she could tell he was a sincere person soft at heart.
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3 Ways
FanfictionThree sisters, who share a mother, move back into the home they grew up in upon their grandmother's dying request.The sisters can't stand each other, but realize they'll have to reconnect in order to work together after a visit from their dead grand...