Chapter 26 Four Seasons-SHINee Love Belt-Kim Jonghyun You-Lee Taemin I did the pleasure of turning the knob open for Minho oppa. I am delighted he asked for a visit to my parents. Oppa is one of the male sunbae idols I look up to. Not only because he is an incredible performer but also a gentleman. Every night I often ask the Lord what moral act have I done to deserve this kind of affair. I feel extremely blissful of this occurence. Doubt me or not, I told my mother how great the infatuation I own with this man who intertwines with my hand so securely as we enter the threshold, a beginning of the aroma of my mother’s cooking. I’ve never imagined to be with a perfect guy but he is right here asking for the very permit of my family. As a girl, this means very much to me. Considering how immature is my idea of love and misadventured relationships. “Noona!” Oh my, my little brother, San, greets us first. I amiably lowered my eye level to my baby brother. San sprung his arms for an embrace and he placed a chaste kiss on my left cheek as a greeting routine. “It is so early. Why are you up already?” I questioned him because the last time I checked my watch it was at least five-thirty a.m. I got half-amused and half-bewildered to witness San closing into my ear for a whisper and uttered his soft hardly antiphon to my query. “Want to meet the hyungie. Umma and hyung talk it.” and I nodded. I asked him again if he wants me to introduce Minho, and my cute little brother gazed at the guy beside me while pursing his lips as his answer. I stood up and acquainted the two boys, who I value so much, “So, Minho oppa this is San. And San this is Minho hyung.” My brother continued shooting Minho with his stare until Minho oppa decided to carry him in his arms. My dearest spectator, if only I could send you a portrait of this exact moment. My heart aches with so much feelings seeing the sparkling eyes of Minho as he greets and plays with San. The precious bonhomie yields me to my most touched disposition. “He’s very adorable, Ssul.” Minho oppa said while swaying San is his muscular arms. I am really about to faint from too much swooning in this picturesque scene. I had no idea Minho could be the fatherly type as he takes a carry of a child. However, after a minute of this calm, raptured encounter, Minho oppa let goes of San to meet my mother at the kitchen. Another vehement, flustered Choi Minho suppress an agitation. I chose to comfort him with a squeeze on his hips and he blew a sigh full of tension as I observed. The two of us walk past the door wing and recognize my lovely mother, making herself busy to accomplish breakfast. She should have heard our footsteps that Umma turned around with a surprised physiognomy which soon shifted into a clasp of her both hands adjacent to her heart. “Omo, so you are Minho?” Aigoo, my mother ignoring her own child’s presence. My Minho adorably combed a few strands of hair on his nape while he responded, “Yes, Eomonim.” “Look at you! Come here, son.” Obediently, Minho went to my mother for a hug. I, as the mandatory sulking daughter, annihilate their endearing welcome to each other. “I suppose there is no need for an introduction to your parties.” My mother finally noticed me, “Oh! And there she is, my very beautiful child.” she hindered her embrace to Minho to exchange with mine. She finally holds me to the waist and ranted, “Minho, you see you are the first man my Sulli brings to this home, that I feel deeply pleased and overwhelmed.” Oh my god my mother makes me feel really ashamed at certain times. The fact that Minho oppa is the very first suitor to lay his feet on this house’s white tiles I should feel cautious as to what she is about to reveal next concerning me. “Now, let me just get my Polaroid. I would love to take a picture of this moment.” my mother shrieks. I can’t help but voluntarily produce a sorry-face to Minho. “Aniyo. I like your mother to be honest.” “Are you sure? Don’t you feel pressured or something?” “No, Sulli. It’s actually fun and amusing. Thank you so much for letting me meet them.” “You are lucky that my father’s not around.” I joked. “Aniyo, I don’t mind at all. This is all for you. I love every thing th