Previously

Min Ho helps Se Hun adjust Suho memories. SEHUN and SUHO have some sweet hot . They are in love with each other. Now the morning.

CHAPTER 7

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“OPEN UP!!!”

A loud banging on the door is really disturbing. I open my eyes unwillingly. I saw Se Hun moving around to dress up.

“I’ll handle it. Sleep on, hyung.” Gladly. I’m not morning person and I’m still so sleepy after last night activities.

“OPEN THE DOOR!”

That voice!

It’s only 6 but the doubt about who the owner of that voice might be scared me out the .

I immediately sit up and grabbed my pants. Right now I don’t care about underwear or the numbing of my left arms, apparently from Se Hun’s using it as pillow. The sound of footsteps is dangerously nearer and I heard some arguing. I quickly grab a new T-shirt I saw, stepping towards the door. Then the door opens with a sharp jerk.

“Good, you’re not .”

Thank god, I take caution.

“Father”

I looked at Se Hun, expecting the shocking look or something similar but I saw irritation and annoyance. Did he not hear me calling that man ‘father’? I mean in normal circumstances, he would be surprised. It also could be that he knew when he go open the door.

“Come back with me, right now.”

“Father, I don’t want to marry Yixing. I will not marry him.”

“The marriage is off. I need you to come home away from this man. He is nothing you thought he is.”

What is he talking about? Why is he talking like he knows something about Se Hun?

“I don’t understand.”

I looked at Se Hun who seemed to have trouble breathing or he is swallowing down his irritations.

“Stop!”

Se Hun shouted all of sudden. My father sends a glare towards him and grabs my wrist and dragged me to the downstairs.

“Dad, wait. What’s happening?”

There’s something about my father. He seemed to know something. And Se Hun, he is not acting like he is supposed to. He is… the situation is very strange.

My hair is uncontrollably… what? Why am I feeling the wind? While I was distracted by the wind, I was dragged by my father. He doesn’t wait for Se Hun catch up but Se Hun did anyway. He grabbed my other hand, putting me in the middle of them.

“What are you doing?” My father stopped and asked Se Hun rudely. Se Hun also isn’t polite either, I’d called it challenging.

“You can’t just take him away. He lives here.”

“HE is my son. I have every right to take him back HOME.” My father is surprisingly good.

“Home is where he is happy. He’s happy with me.”

“Are you suggesting that he is not happy with us, his parents?” I recognized my father tone. He is very furious right now.

“Calm down, both of you! I’m right here.”

I can’t understand why I’m in this kind of situation. I