You changed me [P.J.M]

Chapter 19: Shit..

*Yura's P.O.V*

The setting sun's glares pierced through my curtains, waking me up at 6:30pm. Just in time fo-

"Yura-ah! Wake up, it's dinner time." My mom called out from outside the door, knocking it lightly as well.

"Ne~" I called out, slipping my foot into the house slippers and shuffling my feet down the stairs. 'I hate jet lag..'

I was greeted by the wonderful smell of beef bulgogi and kimchi soup wafting in the air of the dining room, where my parents were seated and patiently waiting for me. I got seated in between my parents and picked up my chopsticks.

"Thanks for cooking.." I yawned out, already going for the beef that was waving at me to pick it up and eat it.

"How was your trip?" My mom asked while scooping up some kimchi onto her plate.

"It was fun! I got to eat lots of good food and stayed at really good hotels.. See that luggage there? It's all souvenirs from Spain." I pointed to the silver luggage sitting at the side of the living room. It looked like it was about to explode.. Whoops.

"So thoughtful.." My dad praised, patting my head.

"I didn't think you would be coming back so early.." I commented.

"Change of flight plans last minute, so I decided to fetch you." He replied.

"Oh yeah, who was that boy behind you when you were waiting to get your passport checked? You two seemed close together. He seems familiar too."

"Omo, a boy?" By now, two pairs of eyes were laid on me. I could feel my hands getting clammy as I rubbed them onto my dress gown. 'Dammit, he saw us. At least he didn't see me kissing him...'

"Er... He was... A friend that I met on board. We were sitting together, so we just became friends." I hesitated, trying to sound as truthful as possible.

"But doesn't it feel like we've seen him before?" My dad pondered.

"NO!!" I raised my voice. That made my parent's face a bit confused. I regained my posture and relaxed myself.

"Ahem! Sorry, got a bit excited because the beef tasted too delicious today. Man I missed Korean food." I received awkward looks. 'Good job..'

"Anyways, no. We definitely haven't seen him before. He's completely a stranger. Really!!" I continued while drinking down the soup.

"Alright, anyways...." They continued with the usual normal family talks we always have whenever we had our meals. Soon, the plates that used to carry tantalizing food was gone, and it was 9pm.

"We'll sneak a peek on that luggage, why don't you wait for us in the living room and then we sort out the presents, hmm?" My mom scooted me to the living room, going to the kitchen to help with cleaning the plates.

Once she finished, we quickly flung the luggage on the coffee table, opening it up while trying not to make the things inside fly everywhere because of the tight space it had in the luggage.

"How exactly did you stuff everything in that luggage, young lady?" My mom said sternly, eyeing me all over. I responded with a sheepish grin and scratched my nape.

"A little help from my friend, that's all."

Soon, we were sorting out the presents. I got a few bottles of.. Ugh.. Wine for my parents, not as much as the usual because of the excessive drinking they have. I also got some magnets and snacks from Spain as well. Not forgetting the chocolate.