Strangers || JungJaehyun ✔

eighteen

"Hey sis." I heard my brother Taeyong called. I looked up at his  direction as he approached me. I gave him a questioning look that signaled him to answer.

"My friends are coming, you don't mind, do you?" He asked neutrally. I didn't think twice in giving him a light and an understanding nod.

I looked back at my phone staring and frowning at my keychain as I remember how I waited for hours for Jaehyun at the meeting point the other day. I hate waiting, and I hated the emotions he made me feel towards him. I didn't know to myself why, why would I wait for a guy I merely knew? The lunch was at eleven am, and he only told me  about his errands at two-thirty. I waited and even skipped a subject just for that.

I feel confuse of my actions and my emotions. Why did I skip? Why did I wait? And mosy of all, why, just why did I cry that day?

I was schocked as I felt a hand in my shoulders. I almost throw my phone. I looked at the owner of the said hand and met my brothers worried eyes.

"You okay?" He asked worriedly. He isn't a talker, but when were together, he talks a lot than usual.

"Yea, just kind of disoriented but I'm fine." I answered as he sat up beside me at our front yard cemented bench. He nodded at my answer as he place both his arms at his front and crossed them.

I, on the other hand crossed my legs and placed my hands beside them, making my legs in between. I hold the bench with slight pressure due to my weight. We both look around as he waited for his visitors and as I enjoy the nice afternoon breeze, wind blowing my hair at my back.

"If anything came up and you needed help, you know you can always count on me, yeah?" He said not looking at me. I smiled at his sweetness, not everyday I see this side of my brother. I stared at the grass and the flowers beneath me and nodded at him as an answer.

His the bestest brother anyone could get, and I will never trade him for anything. He always made me feel like I'm a princess, well all of my family does make me feel one. He always make me happy and I'm always thankful for that.

Our attention was shifted to a black van that approach our huge gate, I see my brother smirked as he looked at the incoming van. The gates opened and the van drove nearer to our main door. As it stopped, my brother stood up to welcome his guests as the van's door opened.

I immediately heard the noise these boys are creating, thinking how this day will be a noisy one than it does usually.

But as if the time stopped ticking, my heart raced as a familiar guy with those charming dimples made his way out from the van. He smiled at my brother and did those hand clasping and other hand patting each backs as a greeting. I was stunned in my place, slowly standing up from the bench watching him as he somehow looked at my direction. I could mirror myself to his own reaction, as his eyes widened as it met mine and lips parted at surprised. I instantly looked away and turned my back from them and quickly walked my way to the kitchen door at the back of our house obviouly avoiding him.

What was that? If I guessed it right, then his my brothers friend? How in the world?