Got To Believe In Magic (Baekyeon)

Chapter 7: Growing Up...

Translations:

Umma/Eomma=Mother

Aniyo=No

Baby-bear=Krista

Mama-bear=Krista's Mother

Papa-bear=Krista's Father

Mwo=What

Jinja=Really

Ne=Yes

Appa=Father

Hyung=Older brother(for boys)

Wae=Why

Krista's POV

I am currently painting something(A/n: please refer to the multimedia and just look at the painting) Why? Because I am in a painting contest. I hope I win in this painting contest so that I can give the prize which is 358 167.90 Won to my parents.

"15 minutes left"

----------After 15 minutes---------

"And the winner is... Contestant No. 1"

Wait..., what? Did they just say Contestant No. 1?

"KYAHHHH!!!" I shouted

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I said to the judges while shaking their hands

I hurriedly went home after the contest.

"Umma, umma!"

"Oh, why babybear, is there something wrong?"

"Aniyo, aniyo. But umma, I won in the painting contest! Kyahhh!!!"

"Mwo?! Jinja?!"

"Ne umma."

"And what is my baby-bear happy about that she's shouting and jumping around?" My father suddenly asked

"Appa, I won in the painting contest!"

"Really? Well then congratulations!"

"Appa, here is the 358 167.90 Won that I won." I said as I gave the envelope to him

"Oh, why are you giving this to me?'

"It's because I wanted to help."

"Krista, you earned this that's why you should keep it. And besides, you've already helped us by making me and your mother proud and by loving us. Ok? Just put it in your savings or if you want, make it as your allowance. It's up to you on how you use your money since it's yours"

"Ne appa. That's why I love you" I said as we group hugged.

Joaquin's POV

"Umma, can me and Hyung Joaquin play outside?" my cousin asked

"Ok. As long as you're careful ok?"

"Ne."

---While we were playing basketball---

"Joaquin! Why are you playing basketball?! Don't you know it's dangerous for you?! Go up to your room now!" My mother said while confiscating the ball

"Ne umma"

-----Upstairs-----

When I went in my room, I immediately went inside the closet so that I think clearly

---Inside---

Wae? Why does my mother have to be so protective that she won't even let me play basketball? Why is she so protective that she does not allow me to go outside alone and study in a normal, why? Wait... what is this? Ahhh... I finally remember. It's the magic dust that the girl gave to me. What's her name again? Kristel, Kristine, Kris? Aish. I forgot her name. What if I use this thing? Maybe, just maybe, if I wish that umma won't be that protective, the wish will come true. But, that's ridiculous! Why would you even believe in magic? It's not even real. Yes, I believed in magic but that was in the past and I don't even have common sense by that time.

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A/n: Hello. Good morning/evening/midnight/mornight/whatever's the time zone in your place. So, I would like to give credits to amazingnews.ph.com for the picture of the painting. The picture is related to magic. And for the 358 167.90 Won, I just converted the PHP15 000. Anyway, from now on, I'll pick a voter of this story and dedicate this story to them. So if you want dedications on the next chapters, please vote. Your votes are appreciated. But I'll start with the wattpad users who voted and put this story in their reading lists months ago. ok? And that's why I have a long list. Or, if you don't want to vote, you can at least comment that you want a dedication for the next chapter. Note: I am not sure if I was able to put all of the wattpad users who voted and put my story in their reading lists. And that's all so, THANK YOU.