Seventeen Short Stories

Woozi

~Your POV~

You and your family just landed in Korea for your Dads business trip. You're tired and irritated and all you wanna do is crawl in bed and knock the fuck out. But instead, you gotta get to baggage claim.

You tread over with your parents while your sister and cousin flag down the Uber you ordered. Your bags finally come in so you reach over to grab it but someone else reaches across and you butt heads really hard.

"Ouch! Fuck." You groaned, stepping back.

"Oh shit! My bad! Are you okay?" You looked up to see a guy not that much taller than you but tall enough to have you craning your neck to get a better look at the black mask he had on. His blonde hair slightly covering his cat eyes.

"I'm fine. It's okay. I gotta go. My bag passed." You side stepped him, too tired to deal with it. Good thing he didn't try to follow you. Or you would've bitched.

Grabbing the bags you joined your parents at the exit.

"What took you so long Y/N?" Dad asked.

You shrugged. "Accident."

The Uber finally arrived and you hopped inside the large black Escalade.

"Mr. Lee sends his sincerest apologies as to not being able to house you and your family but he has contacted his son who has gladly agreed to do so instead." Dad read the email aloud.

He showed the address to the driver and off you went. The car didn't even leave the airport but you and your sister and cousin knocked out.

~One car ride later~

"Y/N wake up! We're here." Your sister nudged you.

You groaned, cracking your stiff neck. Everyone filed out the car, grabbing their luggage.

It wasn't until the Uber left that you finally turned around and saw the large mansion behind you.

"Either his son is spoiled or the dude works hard as fuck." Your cousin whispered.

Honestly, you could care less. All you wanted to do was sleep. Jet lag was a bitch.

Your parents were greeted at the door by a maid who called a guy over to carry your luggage to your rooms.

The inside wasn't what you expected. You thought it would be fancy and sparkly, which you hated. But surprisingly, it was plain and simple. Dark colors everywhere and hardly a chandelier in sight besides the one in the hallway.

"Please make yourselves at home. The young master won't be home until later on tonight due to his schedule but I will inform him of your arrival." The maid bowed, leaving you alone in the living room.

Your sister and cousin snuggle up on either side of you with devious faces.

"Netflix and chill all day?" They suggested.

You shrugged. "Why not? Not like I'm gonna be awake through the intro."

They squealed, dragging you upstairs to your room. A large flat screen sat on the wall, opposite of a bed and two couches.

The girls jumped on the bed, fighting for the remote.

You rolled your eyes, snatching a pillow before sleeping on the floor. The couch looked too pretty to ruin.

*A long ass nap later*

You woke up thirsty as hell from sleeping on the floor. Sleepy eyes looked across the hallway to your parents room where you heard them snoring.