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Hopekook

"Hello my name is Jeon Areum! How can I help you?" I was greeted by a very young girl as I walked into a nail salon.

"Yes, I'd like to get a manicure."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Yes, it's under the name Hoseok." I looked around the little salon as she checked the appointment list.

"Looks like you're five minutes early! Follow me and I'll get you settled. Would you like colored nails or just clear coat?" She lead me to the middle of the salon while motioning to the color rack and the chairs.

"Um I'd like to look at some colors." I pointed I the color rack and she nodded before walking over with me.

"What color would you be interested in?" She looked at my hands and back up at the rack.

"A shade of green." I was kinda confused but she worked there so I guess her color choice would be somewhat professional.

"What about this?" She showed a color that had the word green printed on the bottom for the color name. "It's subtle and it goes with you skin tone."

I nodded and she led me over to a chair. Once she had everything out she ran to the back room.

"My dad will be out in a second." She sat at the front desk on her phone and I  leaned back in the chair.

"How old are you? You seem pretty young to be working here alone." I noticed there were no other people there.

"I'm 11. My mom left me and my dad right after I was born because they were both really young. I kinda was raised here."

I was surprised by her openness.

"Areum, you don't go around telling people that. It isn't the best family story." I tried in my chair to see a guy, who looked like he was in his twenties.

"But he asked and I wanted to start a conversation." Areum hugged the guy and he kissed the top of her head.

"I know baby girl. I just don't like how someone as beautiful as you was made from a little hookup. If I knew I'd get a girl as perfect as you I would've gone with someone who would've taken care of you."

"I know dad, but we can't talk about that right now; you have a customer." Areum let go of her dad and be walked over to sit in front of me.

"My name is jungkook, what's yours?" He began to work on my hands right away as Areum sat in a chair next to me.

"I'm Hoseok." It was silent for a while while jungkook cleaned my nails of their previous color. "So you look pretty young to be a dad of someone as old as Areum."

"Yeah? I'm 29, and I started taking care of her when I was 18." Jungkook was smiling to himself. "You look a little to young not to be in school."

"I'm 25." I watched his hands as he worked. His arms were muscular and his hands were huge. His fingers were very rough but they felt nice as he gently placed my hands in water.

"No school? What do you do?" He rested his head in his hands as my hands soaked.

"I'm a dance teacher for the school near by." Areum instantly looked up at me and jungkook seemed interested.

"Really? What school? Are the programs free?" Jungkook smiled at Areum.

"Um it's at bangtan middle school and the programs aren't free but they're really cheap." I looked between the two who seemed kind of sad at the fact that they cost money. "But even if they are really cheap I can give people free lessons. You just have to pay me back a different way."