Techni-Color | YoonMin

Chapter 15

I stood in front of the door, my hand frozen mid-knock. I let my hand drop heavily back to my side, unable, once again, to bring myself to knock. I sighed, staring at the wood as if it could offer me anyway out of this. I raised my hand once again, determined to go through with it this time, only to drop it back down.

I took a few steps back, pacing in front door.

You can do this, Yoongi! It's just a simple knock. That's all, stop freaking out.

Except it wasn't that simple! How could I calm down when this could change everything? I thought back to how I got here in the first place.

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"Hi Mom," I greeted, my voice sounding small.

"Yoongi? Is that you?" I could hear the surprise in her voice.

"Yeah, it's me."

"We haven't heard from you in a while, I was beginning to wonder if you forgot about us," she joked. Her words caused me to flinch because she had almost guessed right.

I hadn't forgotten about them, I could never do that. But I was avoiding them, instead choosing to dive into my work. My parents had never tried to hide their disappointment with my choices in regards to what I do with my life. So to avoid their disapproving words, I never answered their calls. And after a while, they stopped calling altogether.

"Sorry. I've just been busy with work," I lied, hoping she couldn't hear it in my voice.

"Mhm," she hummed. I could tell she didn't believe me, but she didn't call me out on it. "So what are you calling about, out of the blue like this? Not that I'm not happy to hear from you." she adds the last part hurriedly, as if afraid that she would hurt my feelings.

I chuckled, touched that she still cared about my feelings, even after all the times I didn't care about theirs. "Just calling to check up on you guys, you know? Find out how everyone is," I said, sliding down the door to sit on the floor.

"Oh, well we're all fine," she said happily. "The restaurant is going well. Your brother is helping your father run it. Ohh speaking of your brother. He found his someone! A super sweet girl, you would love her," she gushed.

I tensed at the mention of my brother's news, preparing myself for the question that I knew would come next.

"When are you going to find yours, Yoongi?" She asks, sadness evident in her voice.

I gulped, not ready to talk this yet. Unfortunately I didn't have a choice. Gripping my phone tighter, I whispered into the phone, "That's actually one of the reasons I'm calling. I found them, Mom."

"What was that?"

"I found them. I found my soulmate," I repeated, raising my voice so she could hear me.

"WHAT?" She screamed, the sudden noise almost causing me to drop my phone. I placed it back to my ear.

"You scared me! I almost had a heart attack!"

"Sorry, sorry. You just surprised me is all." No kidding, I could tell just by the sound of her voice. "When? When did you find them?"

"A few nights ago. He crashed into me on the street."

"Oh, so what's his name?" she said, excited for any piece of news I would give her.

"Jimin. Park Jimin," I informed.

"What a cute name!" she squealed. "And I bet he's just as cute. After all, there's no way my adorable Yoongi wouldn't find someone just as cute as him."