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Chapter 21: Lost

Jeon Jooyeon

I stopped by an ice cream stand at the end of the street, asking for my favourite mint ice cream.

"There you go," the old man said, handing me my ice cream.

"Thank you," I smiled, lending my money to him.

"This will be my treat, little girl. My new customer gets a free ice cream for their first time coming to my ice cream stand.", he said, smiling.

"That's just...so nice of you, ahjussi."

He smiled again, as I excused myself to go now but then I was interrupted by my ringtone that came off again.

I answered the incoming call from Yoongi, "Hello?"

"Bitch, where the fuck are you??? I've been looking for you all around the place!", he nagged through the phone.

"I am just--"

"Never mind, I can see you now.", he said and hung up.

Not long after, a taxi stopped right next to me, and Yoongi came out from the taxi, looking pissed than ever.

"Yoongi, wait--"

"Strawberry please," he cut me off, talking to the old man at the ice cream stand.

He paid for his ice cream and grabbed my hand as he started walking, as I involuntarily followed behind him.

"You little dumb hoe, how can you leave the house just like that?", he nagged.

I rolled my eyes obnoxiously at him, annoyed.

"Don't do that,"

"Do what?"

"That, that eye roll thingy,"

A sigh escaped my lips as we started walking again.

"You really out here eating ice cream while I can't stand still at home, worrying about you!", he nagged.

"Stupid," he hit my head.

"Ow,"

"Shut up, you deserve it.", he said.

We just continued walking around the place, while enjoying our ice cream.

"Where are we exactly going?", I asked, noticing how aimless our steps are.

"I don't know, let's just walk around.", he muttered, finishing the last bite of his ice cream.

I have finished my ice cream earlier, and I noticed a creamy pink thing at the corner of his lips as I handed him a tissue.

He looked at the tissue for a second, as if he's trying to figure out what he is going to do with it.

"Thanks,"

He took the tissue from my hand, using it to wipe the stain on his mouth.

Lucky him, we walked passed by a rubbish bin where he tossed his tissue in.

He slipped his hand into mine as we continued walking.

"Let's just go home," I suggested, looking up to him.

"Well if you say so," he said and gestured a taxi to pull over.

He opened the car door for me as we hop in.

"To Mr. Min household," he said.

"Are you sure you want to go there, young man? Mr. Min is a millionaire," the taxi driver replied.

"I just want to go home,"

The taxi driver then turned around, as his eyes went wide at Yoongi.

"So y-you're Min Yoongi?", he asked out of fear.

Yoongi nodded at his question.

"I'm sorry for being rude to you, I-I'll take you there.", he said and immediately drove us home.

It took us less than 15 minutes to reach home, and as soon as the ahjussi pulled over, Yoongi handed him a big amount of money, exceeding the actual amount that he needs to pay.

"But t-this is too much,"

Yoongi smiled, "Keep the change,"

He then grabbed my hand again, and led the way in.

Yoongi's mom opened the door for us just when her son was about to press the doorbell.

"Jooyeon-ah!", she suddenly pulled me into her embrace, hugging me tightly.

"Where were you??", she asked as she pulled away, looking at me.

"I was so worried of you,"

Yoongi closed the door behind him, approaching us who's already sitting on the couch in the spacious yet modern living room.

Yoongi's mom sighed, as Yoongi took a seat right next to me.

"Have you eaten anything this morning?", she asked.

"Um, I just had an ice cream with Yoongi just now.", I answered honestly.

"Aish, this silly girl. Come, I'll make you some food.", she said, grabbing my hand and dragged me to the kitchen.

Yoongi helped his mother with the food and even helped her to set up the table.

As they finished setting up the table, Yoongi sat next to me while his mother sat right across me.

"Wow,"

My eyes lit up at the dishes in front of me; bulgogi, samgyeopsal, japchae.

All of them are my favourites.

"Enjoy your food. I need to go for a grocery shopping. Yoongi, look after her.", Yoongi's mom said to Yoongi as he nodded.

"Be careful, mother!", Yoongi beamed as her mother closed the door behind him.

I started eating the food Yoongi's mother has prepared for me, and it was all a bless for my stomach.

While I was enjoying my food, Yoongi suddenly chuckled while looking at me.

"What?", I spoke with my mouth full.

But then, as soon as I looked up to him, his gummy smile just immediately disappears and replaced with his usual poker face.

"WHAT THE HELL, YOU JUST SMILED!", I literally shouted at him, while pointing at him with my index finger.

He joint his index finger with mine, making me involuntarily pulled my hand back.

And continued eating.

"Pft, you're so cruel.", Yoongi sighed and stood up from his seat, going back to the living room.

I bring along my food, and sat on the floor, after placing my foods onto the table.

"Are you really going to eat here?", he spoke.

"Yeah, what's wrong with that?", I asked, looking up to him who had his legs crossed, portraying a whole cocky jerk look.

"You are surely something," he shook his head, focusing back on his phone screen.

"Why?"

He leans forward, our faces inches away from each other.

"Few years back, my brother ate instant noodles in here, and you know what my mother did to him?"

"W-what?"

"She threw all of his clothes out of the window from the second floor,"

My eyes went wide at his story, and gulped, before quickly tidying up the table and bring all the food back into the kitchen.

"That was hella thrilling,"