An advance apology from me, i dont know what to write in this chapter, sorry~

The next morning when I woke up, Mr and Mrs Tuan and the workers were already gone. I groaned as I remembered that I was all alone with that stupid jerk. Slowly getting up to wash my face, I spotted a note that was stuck on the wardrobe’s door.

“Dear Yoojin, by the time you read this we will probably already in the plane to America. I just wanted to stay thank you for everything and sorry for making you in this situation. But like what I said, I believe that you can succeed my wish to make my son a better person. To be honest, I know my son the most annoying and stuck-up person in the world, but please bear with him. I heard from Driver Nam that you don’t have a phone yet correct? Well I bought you one, as a thank you gift and also if you have any complaints like what my husband said, call us and we’ll sort it out. I already left my number and my husband’s in the contact list. As well with Driver Nam if you have any questions and Chorong’s also, I know you guys re close so there. Also I heard your also friends with Bambam correct? His contact is also there. Oh I almost forgot to mention, today is your day off so you don’t have to worry about my son for today, go out and have some fun, okay? Anyways, take care darling and see you soon. Annyeong~”

With a smile I put down the note and saw a phone on the bedside table. “Wah, she wasn’t joking” I excitedly picked it up and grinned. “My very first phone…”

“Yah, why are you so happy about?” Mark was leaning on the door panel with his arms closed.

“Nothing for you worry about” I answered.

I walked past him and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. “Your gonna make breakfast right? Make me one too; I want French toast” Mark pulled my arm back and I shrugged it off, “do it yourself”

“Don’t you remember? Your my maid, I’m your master, you have to listen to what I say” He leaned down to my height. His face was so close to me making me flinch. “Well your mum says it my day off today, so I don’t have to listen to you. Read the note if you don’t believe me. By the way, if I was you, I would gurgle down some Listerine to get rid of that horrible morning breath” I gave him a smile before walking down the stairs.

 It took Mark a while until he realised what I said, bringing his palm to his lips he breathe out and sniffed it. “What horrible morning breath? My breath is perfectly fine!” Mark yelled out.

I heard him and chuckled, “pabo”

I sat down on the couch and pulled out my new phone. Today I was going to visit umma, but this time I don’t want to go alone. I haven’t told Bambam yet about my mum’s problem and I usually tell him everything, so I guess today’s the day.

“Where’s the on button?” I murmured. Mark was sitting at the far couch flipping through the channels and he looked across from me after hearing my question.

 “You don’t know how a phone works? You gotta be kidding me right?”

I shook my head making him laugh like crazy “is it really that amusing that you have to laugh like that?”  

“Like what?”

 “like dying hyena” I snapped and he stopped laughing and frowned, “my laugh does not sound like a hyena dying thank you very much” “well is seems that you’re not just dumb, your also deaf as well” I backfired.

He gave me a raspberry and turned his attention to the TV. He was watching Tom and Jerry, I looked at him and he was so focused on the show. He was grinning like an idiot with his legs crossed. If we was always like this then it would be good, I have to be honest with myself here, he looked really attractive like this. But then a funny part came up and Mark howled in laughter, clapping his arms along.

 “And the monster comes back once again” I muttered underneath my breath.

I rolled my eyes and focus on the phone, “Aish jinjja, I really don’t know how this works” I ruffled my hair.

 I felt someone slowly sat beside me and I looked to see Mark.

 “You really aren’t joking?”

I gave a small laugh and shook my head. I was ready for his insult and prepared myself, but it never came instead he slowly took of my grasp off the phone and he grabbed the phone off me.

He taught me the basic on how to work the smartphone, what app to use, what to press and things like that. I never knew there could be a time when Mark was so kind and looked so gentle as he slowly talked me through the phone.

 “There” he handed me back my phone as he finished talking.

 “Can I ask how to call someone?”

He nodded slowly, “turn on the phone like I told you and press on the call button, press on the contact you want and it should immediately call that contact” Mark told me.

 I slowly did what I was told to do but suddenly had a brain fart and forgot what to press. Mark leaned in and told me the directions once again, more slowly this time. I just listened and he did all the pressing and the clicking.

“Who do you want to call? Chorong?” he asked.

 “Actually, Bambam” I replied.

 He cleared his throat before scrolling down to Bambam’s number. “How do you have his number?”

“Mrs Tuan was the one that added his number on the contact list” I answered.

“Well you’re missing one number, and it’s a very important one” Mark said coldly.

“Oh yeah, who’s that?”

Before I could protest he took the phone from me and turned his back to me. I heard the clicking of the keyboard and he smiled innocently as he handed it back to me and left to go upstairs.

I looked down to check what he did and I saw a new contact, it was named ‘Handsome Master’

‘Are you freaking kidding me?’

Bambam’s POV:

It was the a beautiful Sunday, I should be out and having fun but there was me laying down on the couch, flipping through the channels lazily with a bag of chips on my stomach and a can of coke in my hand.

 “Ah, what is there to watch” I groaned

*hemaego daniji malgo yeogiro orago….*

“Oh my phone!”

 I sat up as I heard my ringtone making the chips fly to the ground. Quickly searching for my phone, I looked under the couch, underneath the cushions, everywhere where I thought it could be

*hemaego, danji….*

I looked up and heard it once again,  it was on the coffee table. “Knew that” I murmured before answering the call.

“Yoboseyo?”

“Ah, Bambam? It’s me, Yoojin” I heard Yoojin say on the other end.

 “Oh, hey. How’d did you get my number?” I asked.

 I heard her stammer, “T-That doesn’t matter. Haha, I just wanted to ask if you want to hang with me. You don’t have to say yes, I was just wondering. It’s okay to refuse, really I know you probably hav-”

“Stop Yoojin. Seriously, you blab so much. Of course I would love to hang out, I have no other plans anyways. Where we off to? Mall? Arcade?” I walked to my room to get my wallet and keys.

“Actually… would you mind going to the hospital with me?” she softly answered.

“Hospital? Why?” I instantly stopped in my tracks. “Yoojin, what are you hiding from me?”

 “I-I... I’ll tell you more there. Just ask the receptionist for my mum’s room. I’ll see you there” and with that she hanged up.

“Ms Baek’s room? What is she doing at the hospital?” I asked myself.

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“Baek Seongji’s room please” I gave the receptionist a smile which made her blush. “5^th floor, room number 307 sir” “thanks” I waved at her before walking to the elevator.

I opened the door slightly and saw Yoojin trying her best to make her mother eat.

“Umma, you have to eat to get better” Yoojin urged and bring a spoonful of rice to Ms Baek’s lip who forcefully shook her head and looked the other way.

“No, I don’t want to eat, I don’t want to be here. I’m fine Yoojin”

“No you’re not fine, and you are staying here until you are. Come on umma, just one bite” Yoojin tried again but her mum formed her lips into a thin line.

 ‘Stubborn, just like Yoojin’

Yoojin let out a big sigh and put the plate down and sat down on her sit. I guess it’s time for me to go in.

“Mother-in-law!” I opened the door fully and waved at Ms Baek. “Bambam?” Ms Baek sat up; I looked at Yoojin and winked at her.

“Mother-in-law, I missed you” I pouted and hugged her. “Oh holy frosted doughnuts, it is you” Ms Baek gasped. “The one and only” I gave her a cheesy bow before sitting down on the side of Ms Baek’s bed, “now will anyone tell me what’s going on?”

 I looked at Ms Baek to Yoojin who looked away guilty.

Author's Note:

Like what i said at the start of the story, forgive me, and because of that I will post another chapter to make up for this.

---My 'I'm-sorry-for-this-crappy-chapter' gift. ^^

Oh and i just noticed i havent really mentioned Bambam in this story much so I will try to put Bambam in the story more ^^

 ✰ Oh , this fic already have 1000+ views? Wah, kamsahamnida //bows ✰

Bambam's ringtone was MarkBam's rap in 'Follow Me'