Fourteen

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Miyoung's POV

The boys are supposed to come back in an hour and I only just got the idea that hey, maybe cooking them lunch because they're letting a girl stay in their home when their idols is a huge thing, to show appreciation.

Except I don't know what they like. So I just went with ramyun and hoped for the best.

But how do you make ramyun for fourteen people perfectly? (A/N - mingyu where ya'at)

Well, I just popped it into the pot and hoped for the best.

Jisoo's POV

Personally, I'm exhausted. We were working on our comeback routine for our new album Al1, and the dance was exhausting, as well as the vocal practices. But the good thing is that we get a two days off after this week, so we need to work our butts off to get those two days of free time.

"I'm napping once we get home," Minghao says, leaning his head on Jun's shoulder.

"I'm joining you," Jun replies, leaning his own head on Minghao's. Minghao scrunches his nose up in disgust.

"No you're not, you're taking a shower," he states, making Jun grumble and close his eyes. I roll my eyes at the two and look out the window.

Since there are 13 members in our group, we always get split into two cars, the people in the cars always switch.

Today it was; Minghao, Jun, Woozi, Mingyu, Wonwoo and I.

Minghao and Jun were trying to get in a quick nap, Woozi was listening to some music with his headphones, Mingyu and Wonwoo (A/N - Meanie !!) were talking about who knows what, which left me to my own thoughts.

I hope Miyoung didn't go anything stupid while we were out, I think, staring at the roads.

Lately Miyoung has been passing through my mind lately. They were mostly thoughts about her and Sungcheol hyung patching things up, but some of them were just if she was okay in general.

She's been here for 2 days only, but she's always in her room; trying to avoid her brother.

In my opinion, a sibling relationship shouldn't be like this, but then again I'm guessing Sungcheol leaving must've had a greater impact on Miyoung than I thought, for her to ignore him while they're under the same roof.

About 15 minutes later, we've made it to the house, We were the first car to arrive, and Minghao and Jun sleepily made their way upstairs, Mingyu and Wonwoo were really absorbed in their conversation and went to the living room, and Woozi went straight to the studio the five of them completely ignoring the smell invading the front portion of the house.

I'm assuming it's coming from the kitchen, so that's where I went.

There I see Miyoung with her black hair in a messy bun, with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows.

"Annyeong," I gret, watching her jump out of her skin before turning to me.

"Oh! You guys are back? I didn't hear you come in," she says, putting a hand over her heart to regulate her breathing.

"Half of us, the others are on their way," I say, going over to where she was, hovering over the stove.

She stirs something in a pot so tall that I can't see inside of, before sighing and turning back to me.

"Do you guys eat ramyun?" She asks, looking defeated.

"It's what we live on," I answer back wittily, making her break out into a smile.

"Oh thank God," she says, turning back to the stove before turning it off. In all honestly, she looks like a chicken without a head.

"Would you like some help?" Her head snaps towards my direction and a faint dust if rose displays itself across her cheeks.

"Yes please," she squeaks, pointing to the bowls on the top shelf. "Too high up." She explains shortly, and I shake my head smiling before grabbing them from the too shelf.

I place them in the counter and spread them out. Once I turn around I see Miyoung with 14 pairs of chopsticks, putting one set in each bowl neatly.

Next, she just stares at the empty bowls in front of her for a minute and bites her bottom lip.

I try to peer at her face, but before I can, the door bursts open, and in come the other half; Sungcheol, Hansol, Chan, Seungkwan, Junghan, Hoshi and Seokmin.

"Hansol, make sure you review your voice for the song. Seokmin; the high notes. And Hoshi, help Seungkwan brush up on the dance a bit." Sungcheol informs, having the four boys comply his orders.

They were talking loudly which interrupted the peace Miyoung and I were in in the kitchen.

"Jisoo, you should jo-" Sungcheol hyung starts, but cuts himself off what he notices Miyoung in the kitchen. She turns around at his voice and the atmosphere is now thick with tension.

By this time, Hansol, Chan, Seungkwan, Junghan, Hoshi and Seokmin have already headed to their own thing, not wanting to be caught in the tension.

"She made us lunch," I say, trying to ease all the uncomfortableness. Sungcheol hyung nods his head, but still keeps his eyes on Miyoung.

"Should I call everyone to eat?" He asks, finally looking at me.

"Mhm, thank you hyung." And with that, he leaves.

I turn around the check if Miyoung is okay, but she just blinks blankly into nothing.

"Gwaen-" She cut me off.

"Can you please serve them? I need to do something. Sorry, please and thank you," she says quickly before ditching the few chopsticks in her hands and smiles a little at me before rushing up the stairs.

I was going to question her, but I didn't want her ramen to go cold and to waste. I quickly proportioned it out and served the thirteen bowls at the table; keeping the fourteenth separate in the kitchen for later.

Miyoung's POV

I felt bad about giving Jisoo the work to do, but I needed a minute.

I went into my room and shut the door, as well as locking it.

My mind was just... A mess. Thoughts swarmed my mind, thoughts that were there since 7 years ago. All those thoughts were now piecing together and making sense. And now I hate myself because they make sense.

Sungcheol had a reason to leave.

He's always been one to get what he wants no matter what.

He had a dream. And he left everything to get it.

He left school.

He left family.

He left his little baby sister.

He left his life.

He left for the music.

He left for the band.

He left for achievement.

He left... For this.