"Good evening, Mom," I said as I hugged her from behind. When I arrived, she was in the process of preparing dinner.
" Baekhyunie, you're back from work It's late," she said worriedly as she turned to face me and patted my head.
As she patted my head, I pouted. I feel like a dog, but it's my mother, so I'm not worried.
" Mom. Seriously? But it's still 7:00 p.m. It's not too late." I said this as I walked towards the Living Room, where I saw Sehun on the couch, intently watching something on his phone.
I was a year older than him, but this damn boy acted like he was the Hyung one here. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"AHEM!" I scoff in order to get his attention.
He immediately turned his gaze to me, and I raised my brow and crossed my arms as he smirked at me.
"Hello there, Hyung. Are you tired of work?" He said this while looking at his phone.
" You're not actually helping Mom again, Sehun." I suddenly sounded superior but unconcerned.
"Hyung, Come on. I've already done so. I cut the vegetables," he grumbled.
"Oh, yes? Why don't I cut your allowance?" I made a threat to him.
He dropped his phone and dashed towards me, hugging my neck to death. Damn you, Asshole!
"Yahh! Get the fuck off of me!" I shouted but smiling.
"Yah! Get the f*ck off my back!" I yelled while smiling.
"Uhhhhhhhhh. You can't be serious, can you? Okay, I'm sorry. Pleaseeee?" He said he's still hugging my neck, not realizing he's a fucking giant over me, and he's hugging me so tightly I think I'm choking.
"Are you truly sorry, or are you just trying to strangle me until I die?"
" Okay, sorry about that. "I looooove you, hyung."
"Yucks! Don't play tricks on me, lil brat, and your I love you makes me cringe," I laugh at him.
"Should I call you sis then?" Naturally, he replied, and returned to watching.
"You don't fucking dare." I said as I walked upstairs.
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I finally get the peace I've been longing for after dinner. I passed out on the bed and hugged my pillow tightly. I groaned with delight as I felt at ease.
"Finally Heaven," I said quietly as my phone rang through my hoodie.
I grab it and turn to face the caller.
"Avery? What exactly does this girl want in the middle of my Peace?" I say as I pick up the phone to answer her call.
" BAEKHYUNIEEEEEEEEE" I immediately put the phone away from my ears. fuck! I think i hurted my eardrums.
"What exactly is it, Freak?" "Slow down," I said, turning my gaze to the ceiling.
"We've arrived at my restaurant." We're having a small celebration. "I can't believe you forgot," she said, her voice sad and downcast.
My brows furrowed as I tried to recall the celebration she was describing. My eyes suddenly widened.
FUCK!
"Oh my goodness! Avery I'm sorry for forgetting it was your birthday. Oh no! "I blurted out my remorse. How could I have forgotten my bestfriend's birthday shit?
On the phone, she just chuckles.
" It's fine, baekhyuniee; I just need your presence here." I felt a heave on my chest as she begged. She adores me, and I fucking forgot.
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