Ch4 • Dear Sweet Voices pt I

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Ly ♠: The chapters of this book will be slightly longer than the previous ones, from now on. Just another heads up. Enjoy~~~

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When I got home, the first thing I noticed was the scent of food and utensils clanking with each other from the distance. Someone's probably cooking. Good, coz I'm hungry.....



Wait.



That's odd. No one was supposed to be home except me during this time. Mom's Working late, Dad's out of the town finishing up business in Seoul, and Seongyeon has after school classes. Then who the hell is in the kitchen?



Sh*t my Booze. Those damned chills again.



I slowly walked towards the kitchen with cold sweat dripping from the sides of my forehead. Who the hell could it be? What should I do? Should I call the police? Should I grab a weapon or something? Wha–



"Jeongyeon?" Someone said from the kitchen. I stopped in my tracks at the sound of someone calling my name. Wait, I know this voice. "Jeongyeon honey, is that you?" It was mom, I'm sure it was her. But what the hell is she doing here? She never comes home earlier than me or Seongyeon.



"Mom?" I asked confused, walking up to the kitchen doorway a bit more faster. When I got there, truth behold, it is my mom. And she was cooking.



"Oh, just in time dear. Can you set up the table before you go up stairs? Dinner's almost ready and your father and sister is about to arrive" she said quickly glancing at me before going back to what she was doing. I looked at her quizzically, not sure what to say. "Did I forget a special occasion or something?" I asked unsure of the situation.



She looked up from the stove and faced me with an 'Are u F-ing kidding me' look and snorted afterwards. I tilted my head at this. "Have you seriously forgotten that today is My Birthday?" She asked playfully.



My eyes almost popped out of my eye sockets at what she said. She just laughed at my reaction and proceeded to do her work. Jeongyeon you stupid idiot! How could you forget your own mother's birthday? I gasped and made my way towards mom.



"I'm so sorry for forgetting your birthday Mom! I'll make it up to you, I promise!" I said giving her a big tight hug. I couldn't see her face but I felt her smile at what I said. "Oh shut it, it's not a big deal" she said walking past me and cooking once again. My jaw dropped at this.



"Not much of a big deal? How could your birthday be not much of a big deal?" I rambled out, flailing my arms around.



"All of us are busy anyway, so I clearly understand why it was forgotten. Hell, even I forgot it was my birthday, until someone from the company greeted me" she cackled probably remembering what had happened earlier.



"But still, I'm gonna make it up to you. One way or another" I said confidently crossing my arms in front of my chest. She smiled and shook her head jokingly. "Whatever you say, Jeongyeon" she hummed chuckling at my Stubbornness. I smiled at that and headed out of the kitchen, to fix up the table in the dining room. Once I was done, I told my mom and went out of the said room.



Heading up the stairs, I went to my room to get ready for the small but meaningful celebration. After preparing the clothes I'll be wearing, I went into my bathroom for a quick hot bath.



While doing so, my mind somehow drifted back to the previous happenings earlier and a few days ago. To the habit that I've grown accustomed with in a short amount of time.



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