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Taking his jacket from the counter, Young-Min watched as Young-Jae slouched to put his shoes on.
Then he stood up— hugging Young-Min so suddenly. "I'm sorry for not staying. Sorry for leaving you—and Hyun-Ki. And—sorry for everything ney?"
She patted his shoulders.
"You know, the other day I was checking my café's inventory and that made me think of you both," Young-Jae confessed as he loosened his hugs and stared at Young-Min.
"It got to me thinking whether you two are okay with things. I know I can't—" He wanted to say more but Young-Min cut it off for him.
"The job pays me well Young-Jae-ya. I left him with that kind lady you introduced to me last time. We live ours well. For once, stop your husbandry act, Young-Jae-ya." He smiled when she said that.
"I love you both so much. Don't ever forget that."
"Yes, sir. And we love you too so dearly."
...
After watching his car disappeared at the junction, Young-Min went inside. As she looked at the clock, it clearly was nearly 10.30 pm.
She was about to switch off the lights when she saw Young-Jae's gloves on the coffee table.
Ah, this forgetful man-child. Might as well stay up then, he'll sure comes back to retrieve it.
So, she sat on the sofa and began to feel sleepy until 3 taps were heard on her door.
Finally.
She chuckled as she headed the front door and opened them.
What she saw, paused her.
What she saw, shook her.
A familiar figure showed up in front of her.
It was Jungkook. God-freaking-Jungkook was on the front door of her house.
Shoot!
A few seconds passed by as Young- Min looked at Jungkook with her saucers' eyes.
"Well— Aren't you suppose to welcome your guest?"
Young-Min blinked as she's fumbled to set her mind.
"No!"
"No?"
"Ye. No."
"No?"
She looked at him, still bewildering on her own curiosity on why he was even there in the first place.
Why is he here?
What's his intention?
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My Divine Miss Young-Min | J.J.K
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