My Mafia- (ON HIATUS)

Nine

"There unnie. Gamjatang. Fresh." Wonyoung handed a bowl of gamjatang.

"Da Smell..." I fanned the gamjatang sniffing the aromatic smell.

"I know right. It's out of this world..." Wonyoung slurped on her gamjatang.

"Yah. Wonyoung. You know what your drop dead gorg... Don't you have a boyfriend?" I asked curiously.

"I'll take that as a compliment. I don't need boyfriends unnie." She pouted.

"Annyeong. Baby" a handsome pale young boy came and sat infront of Wonyoung.

I dropped my mouth.

LuCkY AsS BiTcH

"You were saying?" I glared at her.

"Ehee.. Well too bad. Yah Jihoon meet my unnie." She nuged him.

"Anneyong." he bowed.

"Is this your sister? or?" he asked.

"This is my step sister in law..." Wonyoung smirked.

I choked.

"What *choke* the hell *choke* are you saying!" I patted my chest.

"THE HELL... You nearly took my life away." I gulped down the glass of pomagranate juice infront of me.

"So noona, how's hyung?" Jihoon grinned opening the awkward topic.

"I swear you choke me one more time, say bye bye to Wonyoung..." I gritted my teeth.

"Younnie? I already got her. Right here locked inside my heart." he wriggled his eyebrows.

Wonyoung gasped.

"Yah stop. Your horrible pick up lines makes people look like I'm dating a freak." she hit his shoulders.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU DATING THEN? Because I'm not a freak, I'm a prince. You haven't been cheating on me... Haven't you?" he squinted his eyes.

"Didn't work." Wonyoung stared at him blanked face.

"All my jokes don't work on you. It's so freaking annoying." he rolled his eyes.

"You seem like a great couple." I complimented.

"Try saying that after you see the real HIM unnie." Wonyoung mocked annoyed.

"Being an athelete in this school, flirting with every cheerleader he finds. Yeah typical him." she rolled her eyes.

"You jealous?" Jihoon smirked.

"Why? You got a problem with that?" she fired back

"No. Not at all..." he smiled uncontrobally.

I couldn't help but smile. Their personality reflects each other.

"Jihoon-yah too obvious. Stop smiling." I pointed my chopsticks.

"Is it?" he asked.

"Ugh. Shut up." Wonyoung glared at him.

"Anneyong Jihoon oppa." a girl came to our table.

"Hey," Jihoon smiled.

I looked at Wonyoung, she was clearly annoyed.

"I just want to thank you for teaching me some stretches..." she gave him a box of chocolates.

"It's fine," he rejected.

"But..."

"Keep it." he smiled.

"Ne. Anneyong." she blew a kiss at Jihoon.

JIhoon just winked at her.

"Who's she?" That's the first question Annoyed Wonyoung asked him once his attention drew back to us.

"Just some junior kid I helped during practice." H shrugged.

"Junior kid huh?" she scoffed.

"Yeah." he smirked.

"See what I mean unnie?" she explained.

"100% " I replied.

"Yah, don''t tell me your jealous of that kid?" he asked.

"No." she said sarcastically.

"No need for sarcasm. I got it the first time. Your jealous." he tapped her head.

"YAH MY HAIR!" She slapped his hands away.

"My beautiful, silky hair." she fixed her hair.

"You love your hair too much..." Jihoon stated.

"More than I love you, yes." she replied.

"Ouch, hurts a lot." he patted his chest.

"Get a doctor to heal you then." she mocked.

"No thanks. A kiss will do." he gave her a chaste kiss on her cheeks.

"YAH!"

"Bye noona." he ran away hurriedly.

"That fucker." Wonyoung frowned touching her cheeks.

"Wow. You two are goals." I nodded.

"As if. He meerly sweet talk." she said.

"Then how did you two end up being with each other?" I frowned.

"Do you want to know?"

"Spill. We have all the time in the world."