Colour | Jungkook √

twenty two

YOONRA

Arriving the airport, I felt so close to this environment. I was obviously came from this country and this feeling was dearest to me. After all the chaos, I was finally back again.

"Guys! I finally reached the Incheon Airport. And look at the designs of this, it's so beautiful oh my gosh..."

I brought the camera around and filmed the 360° of where I was. Some people kind of gave me that look since I was spinning around while dragging the luggage like a maniac. Well, not much people go on vlog unlike the Japanese, who tends to make vlogs, which I could tell by looking at the people with cameras everywhere.

Ignoring the gazes, I walked around and look for a cafe since I hadn't been eating for such long time. I showed the camera every single detail of my journey so that they could put themselves in my shoe and also, I could bring satisfaction to my viewers.

I always make sure that my vlogs are in high quality. It's happy to see the result though the editing was time consuming. But at the end, it's all worth it.

"I got some jasmine tea....and some peanut butter toast.." Again, I moved the camera and made sure it captured at the right angle.

I filmed a short part of me tasting the food. Ripping the toast apart, the melted peanut butter had been squeezed out and dripped on the plate. I quickly shoved them into my mouth and made sure no more peanut butter's going to drip.

Oh my gosh, it tasted like heaven. 

"Yoonra...Oh you're so fast," Bomi said as she sat beside me, "can I have one?"

I nodded but still couldn't talk since I'm chewing the bread. I swallowed and smiled, " do you want some more?"

"It's okay one piece is enough," she paused, "I'm on diet."

"Oh...okay then," I chuckled. I drank the not-too-hot tea to make digestion goes smoother.  

"Oh by the way, Taehyung is calling a cab for us, and Hansung is with him," Bomi was talking about his husband.

"Does he wants to eat? Ask him to come over!" I suggested.

"I will buy him something, perhaps more peanut butter toast?" She paused while tilting her head, "um no, maybe strawberry jam toast."

After the short break, both of us and Taehyung, along with Hansung went to check in a hotel. They are new to here, since they never come to Seoul before. They were all relied on me, hoping me to help them to find the best hotel in Seoul. Of course I was willing to help, Bomi is my best friend after all.

I actually questioned about letting them stay in my house but Bomi said it would be a trouble for my mother and I. They still insisted that they wouldn't, although I convinced repeatedly.

"So a room with a king-sized bed with a small fridge? Do you wanna add some more things?" I asked Taehyung, who was bringing all the luggages to the lobby. Bomi was trailing behind him as well with Hansung.

"Um...I think that's fine. We are going to rent an apartment or so though," Taehyung shrugged.

That's actually quite true because Taehyung has to work here for 5 years in maximum.

After checking-in the hotel, both Taehyung and Bomi had started to lift the luggages to the assigned room. Before separating with them, I asked Bomi if I could bring Hansung around with me.

"Bomi, can I bring Hansung around my neighbourhood?"

"Yeah sure. He is your child after all," Bomi replied while glaring at the luggages, "he can also live in your house too. Just remember to bring him back here, I will miss him."

My thumb and index finger formed an 'o' shape, showing that I was okay with that.

--

"Two chocolate ice cream cones, please."

I gestured while paying the ice cream. I was amazed by the new ice cream store nearby my neighbourhood. It was German-branded and the ice creams are high quality, though it was a bit pricey.

"Thanks," the ice cream worker passed two cones of cold brown scoops to me. I thanked her with a smile.

When I handed the ice cream cone infront of him, his eyes brighten and he grinned delightfully. I held the vacant hand of his and continued to stroll around.

The houses are still the same, probably renovated but still looked similar. It's funny that time flew way quicker than I thought. I didn't even call my mother, I just wanted to give her a surprise...

"Ouch...." Hansung shouted, snapped me out of my trance.

Immediately I turned my head towards him, he fell onto the rough land and the ice cream glided away from his grip. He groaned in pain since his arm was slightly abraded.

I knelt and checked his bruise anxiously. It was all the guy's fault. He pushed Hansung, causing him to fall. Angrily, I stood up and decided to scold the one who wasn't even apologising.

"HEY--"

My grip tighten as the cone cracked a little bit. Eyes widen in shocked and I pulled back myself insecurely.

It's him.

"Long time no see," he went on, "Cha-Yoon-ra!"

He smirked, shoving his hands to the pocket and stood casually. My eyebrows knitted together but glad that it wasn't that noticeable. All of the memories from the past few years were here, it never fades away.

"So how have you been, in these years?" He asked, like a usual talk. But this feeling was unexpectedly weird. Indeed weird.

"I'm fine, especially without you, " I said coldly, because that's the best way to show that I'm not the loser.

He paused and proceeded, "oh....You're still the same, didn't change much. Still got that sharp tongue," he said sarcastically, earning my rolling eyes.

"Tch," I avoided having eye contact with him. The ice cream was melting on my hands and it looked like liquid poop but I didn't care about it.

"Why would you left? Do you know how much I---"

Jungkook's words trimmed off when Hansung slowly supporting himself up with his tiny hands, and pulled my sleeves.

"Mummy, who is him?"

[A/N] tadaaa...their reunion xD