Morning Dedication | Chaelisa Ver.

Ch 1: Prolouge

Song Rec: I Like You- Day 6

A/N: I may have added a few chapters to the ending so it's starting a little earlier than expected. It will still be two or more updates a day.

Blue hearts for Chaeng, 💙Purple Hearts for Lisa.💜

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"No, I don't want to come home." Chaeyoung sighs and runs a hand through her hair. She's on the phone with her mother, who's been trying to convince her to go back to Busan for Christmas next month.

"Everybody's asking me what's going on with you, what you're doing. They're your family and they miss you, Chaeyoung ah. They haven't seen you in five years." Sandara says softly. She knows not to pressure Chaeyoung on this subject too much.

"No, they ask too many questions." She mumbles as she watches her finger that's now drawing random patterns on the kitchen table. She has a pretty big family and everybody is always in her business. Sometimes she hates it. Other times she hates it more. She loves her family though.

"They're not bad, Rosé. They don't want to jinx you or be jealous of you. They just care about you."

"I don't want them to care, eomma! I just don't want them asking me anything about anyone. I'm pretty sure that's what they want to do!" She exclaims quietly because she doesn't want Jisoo, who's in the living room, to hear her. "I'm not coming to Busan, I'm sorry." She says more calmly, although she doesn't feel calm at all.

She hasn't been back home since she was eighteen, she only sees her parents whenever they come to Seoul to see her. And she knows that they miss her and she misses her parents too. But she's definitely not going back there. And Dara seems to understand that, if you go by the sigh she lets out.

"She isn't here, Rosé." She says carefully, fully aware of how mentioning 'her' can affect her daughter.

"You don't know that." Chaeyoung stands up from the table to go to the fridge. Now she needs a drink.

"I haven't seen her in years and Busan is pretty small. I'm pretty sure she left."

"Alright!" She doesn't want to hear any more of this. She heard it a thousand times.

"Chaeyoung, you can't avoid your family forever..." Dara trails off and Chaeyoung downs the glass of wine she poured for herself before interrupting her mother.

"You're not allowed to tell anything to anyone!"

"We're not kids, Chaeyoung ."
Her mom knows that Chaeyoung still feels bad. That she feels extremely guilty. And she knows that the last thing Chaeyoung needs is someone else, except herself, blaming her too.

"Tell papa I said hi and I'll talk to you soon, ok?" She wants to immediately hang up the phone but she doesn't for a few excruciating seconds as she waits for her mother to agree. As she waits for her mother to understand that this is still difficult for her. And she's pretty sure it's going to be difficult for a long time to come.

"Ok, Chae. I love you." Sandara says.

"I love you too." Chaeyoung hangs up and throws her phone on the counter before leaning on it with her elbows and rubs her face with her hands. "Fuck." She whispers to herself. She really didn't want to remember 'her' again. It just can't seem to leave her alone. It's been five years. But maybe that's her punishment...

She swallows hard before taking a big breath, only to let it out shakily, trying to regain her composure. She straightens up again and pours another glass of wine and turns to go back in the living room.