Chapter Twenty-Three
“Y-you want to meet my parents,” repeats Taeyeon slightly confused. Jessica nods her head, “Oh…well maybe next time? We already had dinner.”
“At four in the afternoon?” questions Jessica.
“Yeah…all of our schedules are really different so dinner comes when ever all of us have free time. So dinner has come and gone. Dad went back to work, mom is off with her friends, and Hyo’s in her room,” states Taeyeon while forcing a grin.
Her door opens and in peeks Mr. Kim, “Are you coming down for dinner?” Taeyeon flinches. She looks over her shoulder and nods her head. “Alright then get cleaned up and come down.” He shuts the door leaving the two girls alone.
“I thought you already had dinner?” asks Jessica.
“Dinner? Did I say dinner…I meant to say lunch-“
Jessica sits up and approaches Taeyeon who was fidgeting. ”Why did you lie?” asks Jessica.
“B-because,” stammers Taeyeon.
“If you didn’t want me to meet your parents you could have said so, Taengoo,” states Jessica sounding a little hurt.
“It’s not that I don’t want you to. It’s just that things are sort of like a cold war around here right now. I didn’t want for you to end up in the middle of an argument between the family members,” responds Taeyeon. “Even if my father doesn’t show it he’s very disappointed in me. Hyo’s disappointed as well. And well my mom is the only one who is actually being understanding.”
“Oh.” Taeyeon shakes her head.
“Let’s go eat some dinner.” She grabs Jessica’s hand and leads her out into the hallway.
*****
Yuri fidgets while sitting in the living room of the Hwang and Jung house. Her foot taps against the carpet; her fingers drum along to her set beat. Krystal looks up from the television at her, “can you please stop that? It’s annoying.” Yuri abruptly stops and begins sliding her hands up and down her pants. “What are you so nervous about anyways?”
“N-nothing,” responds Yuri as she shifts in her seat.
“Really? You’re just meeting Tiffany’s dad, it’s no big deal,” states Krystal. “Mr. Hwang is a cool guy. Though when it comes to Tiffany he can be a little intimidating.” Yuri fidgets a little more. A grin makes its way across Krystal’s face. “There was this one time he threatened-“
“No one,” interrupts Tiffany as she enters the living room. “Quit scaring Yuri.”
“I wasn’t scaring Yuri, I was just telling her some stories.” Tiffany rolls her eyes and grabs Yuri’s shoulder.
“Let’s go wait in my room until my father gets home,” whispers Tiffany. Yuri nods her head and stands up following the older girl up the stairs to her room. “Ignore what Krystal said…you’ll be fine.”
“Okay,” states Yuri while standing at the door.
“Yuri, come inside and take a seat. Where did the confident Yuri go?” Tiffany walks back to Yuri and grabs her hand pulling her all the way inside before shoving her back onto the bed. “Just relax. My dad isn’t going to eat you alive or anything. He’ll probably interrogate you but that’s about it.”
Yuri nods her head. Her eyes watching as Tiffany walks around the room picking things up and putting them in place. She takes a peek at the clock. Twenty more minutes until Mr. Hwang comes home. Fear settles in again as Yuri returns to fidgeting.
