Diary of a Band Whore | Got7 (Discontinued)

12

December 21st
                It's currently Christmas holidays so the boys have time off from practicing and performing; but it also meant that some of their families would be visiting, including Yugyeom's and Jackson's parents. Normally I wouldn't be too concerned; we aren't a regular relationship so I'm afraid of how their parents will take the news of our love triangle.

                Sighing, I make my way to my bathroom; combing the tangles out of my freshly dyed raspberry hair, then put it up into a simple ponytail. Afterwards, I brushed my teeth and done my makeup. Then I go back into my bedroom, digging through the chaos that I call my dresser. I picked out a white tank top, which I wore under a black sweatshirt that I "borrowed" from Yugyeom. I paired them with faded blue skinny jeans and my black sneakers with a zipper up the side that also hid a secret wedge in them. 

                After I was satisfied with my attire, I decided to text Jackson.

                Me: Oppa, where will we be meeting your parents?

                Wang Puppy: At the peach café! It's only a few minutes from your house :) <3

                Me: Thank you <3 Saranghae!

                Wang Puppy: Saranghae <3

                "I'm leaving now Daeni!" I yelled from downstairs as I grabbed my house keys before leaving the house, walking towards the peach café.

                When I arrived, I looked around the cozy café; it wasn't a new café or anything, it had been around since at least a decade or two. My mother would often bring me here after my dance classes, which we had to travel 30 minutes to Seoul for those classes, but I stopped going to after her death; we got into a car accident the day of one of my dance rehearsals on the way to the dance studio. A speeding car ran a red light and rammed right into us; for the most part, I was unharmed except for a few scratches and bruises but my mother, however, didn't make it. She had too much trauma to the head to survive the crash.           

                Pulling myself out of my thoughts, I wipe the single tear that escaped my eyes as I walked towards the big booth at the back of the café where Yugyeom was waiting for me. He was wearing a plum colored long-sleeved turtle neck which he had the front of it tucked into his skinny jeans showing off his belt buckle; he ran his hair through his newly dyed jet black hair that slightly covered his charcoal eyes. When he saw me, he instantly smiled his signature warming smile that made my heart melt.

                "Ah Jagiya!" he beamed as he stood up, pulling me into his chest before planting a gentle kiss on my forehead which made my cheeks flush brightly.

                "Good morning Oppa" I spoke, giving him a quick but sweet peck on the lips before we sat in the booth.

                Not long after, Jackson walked into the café; his platinum blonde hair was slightly parted on the front. He was wearing a deep blue jean-style buttoned up shirt, which the front was tucked into his black skinny jeans. A huge grin was plastered on his face as he made his way to our booth; he slid into the booth beside me, wrapping his arm around my neck and attacking my cheek with kisses.

                "Annyeong Jackson Oppa" I chuckled as I smiled up at him.

                "Hello Jagiya" he replied before calling over the waitress. The young waitress came over to our table, a simply beautiful smile on her face.

                "Hello! My name is Hay-shi, what can I get for you?" she asked politely.

                "I'd like a creamy chocolate chill and a grilled cheese please" I answered smiling up at her.

                "Hot chocolate and chocolate chip muffin please" Yugyeom told Hay-Shi his order.

                "I'll just have a mocha" Jackson smiled softly.

                Hay-shi nodded as she wrote down the orders on her little note pad before returning to the counter. About 5 minutes later, she came back with our order; gently placing them on the table, she departed once again after we said thank you.

                Not too long after, both Yugyeom's and Jackson's parents walked in through the café door. Instantly Jackson got up to greet his parents.

                "Eomma! Appa! I missed you dearly" he spoke as he hugged them both.

                "We missed you too dear" his mother spoke softly.

                Yugyeom stood up and bowed to his parents before hugging them. Being respectful, I stood up to bow as well. Jackson's mother smiled widely when she saw me.

                "Well hello there" she beamed. "Who might you be?"

                "She's my girlfriend" Jackson spoke up before I could answer.

                "Awe my little boy is growing up!" she gushed before pulling me in for a hug. I froze for a second before hugging the small woman back.

                "When is your partner supposed to get here Yugyeom?" his mother spoke up, looking up at her son.

                "Well Eomma, the truth is that Maysa is also my girlfriend" he quietly spoke, looking down at his mother. Both his and Jackson's mother looked at him confused.

                "You have the same girlfriend?" she asked confused.

                "Yes, and I'm also with Jackson as well. We are in a polyamorous relationship" he admitted to the family.

                "As long as you three are happy, that's all that should matter" Jackson's father spoke up before anyone else could. We then all sat into the large booth and continued talking throughout the day.

                "So Maysa, do you have any children or anything?" Yugyeom's mother asked curiously, I assume she really wanted grandchildren.

                "Well no ma'am but I have a younger sister who I've had to take care of since my mother died when I was 15. My father wasn't much of a father after the incident" I spoke softly, looking down at my hands as I muttered the last part.

                "I'm sorry sweetheart" she said sincerely as she took my hands into hers. "We're your family now, okay?"

                "Thank you Ma'am" I smiled softly at her.

                "You can call us Eomma hun" she spoke as Jackson's mother nodded with a smile.

                "Thank you Eomma" I beamed, small tears appearing at the corners of my eyes. It's a relief to finally have a family again; someone who will accept me.