One Week is All I Could Ask For (A BTS Love Story)

Chapter 52: Father, Eunji and I

Minah's POV

At the Boys Dorm

"Eunji-ah..." I said.

"Yes?" she said as she filled her mouth with strawberries, it's her favorite dessert. No wonder she dyed her hair red.

"I know it's kinda late for telling you this. Sorry about that. It was months before you came.." I said.

"What is it?" she said, puzzled.

"Well, I met Dad a few months ago and I wasn't able to tell you 'cause I didn't really find the time to chat with you." I scoffed.

"Nah, It's alright. So, what about him?" she said.

"You're still mad at him, aren't you?" I said.

"Who won't be mad after what he did?! Sigh* You should've just ignored him..." she smirked.

"Eunji, stop acting like this. You're older than me so I was expecting you to understand him better than me. What's wrong with you?" I calmly said, not wanting to shout at her.

"But how on--" I cut her off.

"Please Eunji, let's stop this. I don't want to argue with you. Just tell me if you're coming with me or not. He wants to see you, but I can't insist you to come with me if you don't really want to." I said as I was about to leave the couch.

"Fine, I'll go. But this is not for him. I'm going with you because you want to and I can't let you go on your own. So, no funny business okay?" she said before pulling my hand back.

"Thank you, you're the best red-haired sister I could ever ask for." I sarcastically said.

"Atleast call me by my name and not by my hair dye. Anways, what's your plan?" she asked as she picked another strawberry from the bowl.

"I don't really know. I guess we'll just talk to him and figure things out. If he ever ask us to move in with him then it's a different story." I said as I looked at her.

"Well, I don't really know how to act infront of him after so many years. I'll try, where is he anyway?" she asked.

"He lives in Myeongdong." I said.

"Myeongdong? That's quite far from here. When do we leave?" she asked.

"I don't know. Right now?" I asked.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!" she said before running to her room.

I was about to stand up from the couch when she ran back.

"Keep those strawberries. I'm gonna bring those." she said before running back to her room.

I just shook my head in disbelief, smirking.

We were about to leave when Hoseok quietly came out of his room, scratching his eyes cutely.

"Where are you guys going?" he mumbled.

"Oh, we're going to visit Dad in Myeongdong." I said.

"Wait, Myeongdong? That's quite far. I'll bring you there." he said.

"Are you sure? We might be bothering you. It's okay, we can go by the train." I ensured him.

"No, I insist. Wait right here. I'll tell Taehyung that we are--" He was about to go to their room when I tugged on his wrist.

"No. You don't have to tell him about that. He knows you're with us so he doesn't have to worry about me." I assured him.

"Did you guys argue? You seem distant from each other." he said as he gently got his wrist out of my grip.