What Bomi Thought About "Apologizing" is . . .

“Eunji-ah, stop being stubborn. Just make up already and end the childish fight.”

“He is the one who acting so childish Bomi-ah!”

“Well, if you also keep doing a silent treatment to Sunggyu oppa then you’re childish too unnie.”

“Shut up Naeun-ah! Fix your love hate relationship with L first before labelling me.”

“Unnie! Eunji unnie being mean!”

Bomi sighed uncounciously as looking at her two group mates. After Hoya told her that Sunggyu and Eunji on their period again, she tried to persuade Eunji to forgive Sunggyu.

And both Sunggyu and Eunji were as stubborn as rock.

“C’mon Eunji-ah, Naeun and L don’t’ have love hate relationship. It’s a pure love love relationship.” Bomi grinned to whiney Naeun who now attacking her with pinches as yelling ‘yah, unnie!’ in so not nice way.

Eunji huffed. “You are not the one who got headache because of your boyfriend, Bomi-ah. You’re so lucky Hoya oppa is mature enough to always apologize first when you two got fight.”

Bomi mused and made Naeun stopped her torture. “That’s not true.”

“And I have to get involved with that moody old grandpa!” Eunji continued wailing, ignoring Bomi’s defense.

*

Staring at her phone screen, Bomi wiggled her eyebrows. Why her boyfriend insisted so much to meet her at this kind of hour? A Pink’s just back from practice and her bed was the only thing which filled her mind now.

“Yah oppa, can’t we meet tomorrow? I’m exhausted!” Bomi couldn’t help once she answered Hoya’s call she greeted him with an annoyed snap.

“Oh right, I’m sorry sweetie.” Hoya apologized instantly on the line. “Happy anniversary by the way.”

*

Bomi stared at the couple in front of her, puzzled. “Guys? What are you doing?” She carefully asked.

“I’ll go first, Bomi-ah. I’m out now.” And Woohyun answered her with a cold good bye as Chorong watched her boyfriend’s movement, hatefully.

Blam! Woohyun intentionally banged the door as he walked out of A Pink’s dorm.

“Right! Go away you jerk!” Chorong shouted, before slumped down on the floor. “I hate him, hate him!”

“Unnie,” Bomi came to the leader and tried to calm her down. “What happened? Before I took a nap you two were okay, how come?” She asked in concern.

“That jerk and his ego!” Chorong swore between her sob.

“Unnie, what happened?” Namjoo flew from her room, curious to know what the loud blam! sound was about. “Bomi unnie? Why Chorong unnie looks so ugly?” And she earned a death glare from both her unnies.

“Woohyun oppa must not be in his right mind, unnie. I know he’ll apologize soon.” Bomi ignored Namjoo’s appearance who was now squitting right in front of Chorong and just busy observing the leader’s crying state.

“No way! He is a jerk, he’s not gonna admit his fault even he’s in fault.” Chorong violently shook her head, feeling disagreed.

“Yeah.” Namjoo nodded her head, agreed with the leader’s statement.

“Yah, Namjoo-ah! You are not helping!” Bomi immediately scolded the youngest among them three.

“True tough. Woohyun oppa isn’t your sweet kind caring Hoya oppa.” Namjoo shrugged.

“Wait, how is that related?”

Namjoo looked at Bomi with a fake shocked face. “That means it’s only you who is lucky enough to have always-apologize-quickly-boyfriend-type, Bomi unnie.” Namjoo nonchalantly explained, then patting Chorong’s shoulder soothingly once the eldest sobbed even louder.

Again, Bomi mused. “Is he?”

*

They fought. Not a big fight tough, but Bomi felt like her melancholy time was coming. She locked herself on her bedroom and refused Hayoung’s invitation to have breakfast together. Her eyes were swollen from crying all night. Or sleeping all night. Or both, Bomi wasn’t quite sure.

Chorong came to check on her member and uninvitedly sat beside the sad girl.

“Here.” She handed the younger her phone. “Hoya called me since you turn your phone off.”

And missing her boyfriend’s gentle voice was still hard thing number one for Bomi to avoid.

Bomi took Chorong’s phone into her ear and hiccuped—unintentionally, but that was enough for Hoya to indicate that her girlfriend was listening to him now.