Cut Eyebrows

EPILOGUE: one last time

[5 Years Later]

"What was that again?"

"A CUP AND A HALF OF SUGAR!" Jin shouted into the screen. "Jesus! How did I even let you go back by yourself? I should've come with you."

"Hey! It's not my fault that I have bad baking skills!" Sangchil said. "Anyways, what's after that? How do I make icing?"

Jin banged his head on the table and she could hear the thunk from the other side. "Why couldn't you just use the instant mix? Why did you need to FaceTime me just to ask for directions? Couldn't you have searched it online?"

"Well damn sir. I'm sorry that you demanded a call every week." She said sarcastically. "I just thought since I'm talking to you now I could just ask—and since you're such a good cook."

"Can you drop the sweet-talk? It makes me sick."

"You know what else makes me sick?" She asked.

"What."

"Looking at you drool over your own looks." She snorted. "I mean—how can Charlotte put up with such vainness?"

"You tell him girl!" Charlotte screamed in the back.

Jin glared at her playfully off screen. "Anyways, how's it over there?"

"Good. Taehyung is actually out with his friends right now. Which is perfect since I need to bake that cake..."

"Okay... Hey, there's something I've been meaning to tell you." Jin mentioned.

Charlotte came into view. "Sangchil i'm pregnant!" She said happily.

"What—oh my god—are you for real? Pregnant with a child?" She said. She hopped on her bed.

"Well i'm not pregnant with an alien." Charlotte said. "But yeah! I got it confirmed at the clinic."

"Boy or girl?" She asked.

"I don't know. I want to know when I deliver it." Charlotte smiled at Jin.

"How many months?"

"Uh..." She looked hesitantly at her and then at Jin. "T-Two months."

Sangchil was silent. "Two months, hey? Hold on." She put her phone down. When she came back, she glared at them. "So i've been calling you guys for a long time. Two months ago, you didn't bother to tell me that you guys got a baby on the way?"

"Sangchil—"

"No, no. I get it. I'm the last person you told. It's okay... I'm—not—crying."

"Sangchil..." Charlotte said. "I just wanted to wait to make sure it was official."

"No, i'm fine."

"You're going to be an auntie. Think about that."

She did. Her face instantly brightened. "You're right." She smirked.

"Change of topic, how's Taehyung again? Anything new? You guys still good? He treating you nice? If he isn't i'm going to break his face—"

"HE'S FINE." Sangchil confirmed. "We're absolutely fine. We fought a couple of times, but we're happy. Really. happy." She cleared her throat and pushed her hair back with her left hand that held a certain shiny piece of jewelry on her finger.