My Divine Miss Young-Min | J.J.K

CHAPTER 18 : TUMMY

Young-Min's Point Of View (still)

"I have to meet with someone now." Yung Sun-Hee turns to Jungkook.

Then, she gives her attention to me. "I like this, eonni. Thank you so much for this. I have realized that this is something that I really need to do to explain myself out there. There so much to share and so much I need to explain. Can we continue tomorrow? I'll have Kwan-Yu to text you the place and time." She said as she holds both of my hands.

I smile at her and nod.

"Yes, yes of course! Thanks to you, Sun-Hee-ya. Thanks again for opening up to me. We'll continue tomorrow then." I squeeze her hands as to seal the deal.

She gets up and dials her phone after waving us goodbye.

"Shall we madam?" Jungkook extends his hand gesturing a familiar act of a waitress possesses.

I roll my eyes and we both stand up and walk to the car.

I keep quiet until we approach the car.

I keep even quieter when we are in the car.

I can only imagine what Sun-Hee had been through. I'm married at a young age but at least my modesty and humanity still intact. Hm—how interesting people's story is? I respect her will.

"Ye—She's that interesting."

That voice makes me look at Jungkook.

Did this guy have a superpower? Why did he know what I think of most of the time? Am I really an open book?

My face must have shown such annoyance that he extends his left finger and taps it lightly between my eyebrows.

What?

That gesture astonishes me and my expression sinks.

A sound develops as I clear my throat. I hold his hand with my left hand trying to push his away. He holds mine instead.

What now?

I tilt my head trying to make out of things. I look at him as he pulls a big shopping bag that he brought from the café. Onto my lap.

"What's this?" I said.

He nods his head to the left while gesturing for me to check it out.

I peek in and layers of tissue wrapping embedded in the surface.

A smile brightly appears on my mouth when I get to the content.

A fluffy head makes itself known. It's a brown teddy bear with white ears.

"Oh—is this for me?"

"Ye—I saw how distressed you are with the previous one before. So I bought this on the way back here."

"Ah—Actually, it's Hyun-Ki. He's my s—nephew." I bite my tongue as my mouth slips.

"Okay," he accepts the explanation and smiles.