"Umma! How are you?" I smiled as I hugged my mother.

"I'm fine dear, oh I see you brought your friend, Hangong was it?" my mumma said smiling at Hankyung.

I held back laughter. "It's Hangeng umma, Hangeng," I said.

"Oops. Sorry about that dear, I'm not bery good with names," umma said patting Hankyung's arm.

"It's alright Mrs. Kim." Hankyung answered in that beautiful Chinese accent of his. I knew umma liked the way he spoke too.

"So polite," umma smiled. "Come in boys, I'll go start dinner. Heechul, Heejin should be home soon too, and I don't think she's met your friend,"

Hankyung and I went in. He let out a long breath.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

He nodded slowly. "Nervous as hell, but I'm alright."

I chuckled.