The next morning was a blur. Jiyeon woke up on the couch and quickly got up.
"Oh no I haven't prepare his hangover soup!", she bit her bottom lip in nervousness and quickly get to it when a note caught her eyes.
"What's this?", she mumbled, reading the words that was written. "You fell asleep while talking to us. I cooked some soup for Jongin so you don't have to worry about it too much.  Hope to see you again Jiyeon-shii. — Suho" "Aww that's so sweet of them."
"Who?"
Jiyeon jolted, dropping the piece of note on the floor. "You're awake."
She looked at the time at the clock hanging at their kitchen wall. 
"You're not going to work today?"
Jongin ignored her as he took out a bottle of water from the fridge and gulped it down.
"It's a Saturday. Are you that desperate?", Jongin scoffed, feeling disgusted about her behaviour.
She gasped, "Op-pa no, I didn't mean —"
"Save your sorry for something else", he cut her off, banging her shoulders along the way as he went back to their room.
"Oppa, your soup!"
"I don't give a damn about the soup !", he yelled, feeling about to rage even more. "Don't force me to do things like how you manipulated and forced me to marry you."   "Noona!", Taeyong shouted as he ran towards his sister. "What are you doing here?"
"Yah! You're the one who misses me and you're saying that? Fine, noona is going off", Jiyeon pretended to sulk as she took small steps away from her younger brother.
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