Appa
Not an Angel. Just a Fan.
I admit I was wrong. The boys had all flown off to another concert and I was stuck forever alone at home. It makes me wonder what I did to amuse myself before meeting EXO.
It had only been three days yet I was already dead bored. I worked, avoided fangirls and lived a normal life.
Hugging the pillow close to my chest, I continued my moping. I had only known them for a few months yet they were already a large part of my life.
The worst bit? They weren't due back for another four days.
The door bell rang, making me sit up, startled. In my pyjamas, hair a mess, hugging a pillow and living on my foldout couch, I definitely wasn't up to seeing anybody in this state.
Throwing on a fluffy white robe, I ran a brush through my hair, hoping I looked semi-decent.
Shuffling to the front door, I peered out the peep hole.
Was that...?
Gulping, I opened the door with an awkward smile.
"Appa... Welcome back to Korea?"
In front of me stood a tall solemn man. A few greying hairs and dressed in an impeccably tailored black suit, his Rolex watch glistened in the sun.
Nodding, he scrutinised my appearance before nodding.
"It seems you've been lying to us."
Taking a deep breath, I opened the door wider.
"Come in... It's a long story..."
"...And that's how I met EXO." I concluded with a smile.
Giving me a blank stare over the cooling cups of tea, he sniffed.
"Child, the original question was why you look like that? Are you sick? Or in withdrawal from these EXO boys you speak of."
Why did he always hit the nail on the head?
"N-no. ahahaha... Just a cold Appa."
Forcing out a few coughs he gave me a sceptical look.
"Well I think we should get that checked out. While there, you can tell me all about how you're not at school."
Panicked, I grimaced.
"Um. Um. That is. I was sick before I got better and then now I'm better."
Unamused, he allowed my nonsensical lie to pass.
"If you aren't sick, then tell me now why you aren't at school? A real reason or I'll have people send you back faster than you can deny anything."
Silent, I debated whether or not to tell him.
"Appa... I want to tell you but I can't... I can't go back to school."
My words became determined as my father studied me.
"If you don't want to go back I won't force you."
Stunned, I mentally tried to find the catch. Unable to think of a reason, I approached the situation cautiously.
"Then what's the catch...?"
"You'll become a trainee of SMent. Debut and become famous. Promote our family and stop hiding. I've already arranged for you to move from this... Home of yours. A driver will stop by this afternoon."
Debut as an idol...? There wasn't a choice when things got into his mind.
"Yes Appa..."
Standing up to leave, his eyes softened for a moment.
"Eunmi. Remember that Umma and Appa love you lots. Just... tell us if you need anything."
He turned away quickly as I smiled to myself.
Appa wasn't a cold man. I knew he loved me. It was just hard for him to express his feelings...
"Appa..."
"I won't tell your mother either. You had better tell her soon. I leave tonight. Three days and I worry about the mischief she's gotten into."
Shaking his head, I giggled.
If Appa was cool and serious, Umma was warm and too carefree.
"Now get packing. A driver will be here soon."
Bowing down, he nodded in response. Heading away, I attacked him in a hug from the behind.
"Appa... Thankyou for everything."
Stiff, he relaxed into my hug a little.
Turning back, he patted me on the head awkwardly with a small smile.
Releasing my hold, I bowed again as he walked out, entering the waiting car without another backward glance.
Waving, I watched as the car disappeared from sight.
Facing my small lounge room, I looked about.
In less than half an hour, my world just turned upside down. The problem now was how exactly was I supposed to pack up my new life in less than a day?
A.N:
Eunmi and Appa moment~
Sorry it's so short. Wanted to speed a little to the Baekhyun/Eunmi/Lay moments coming up. :D
Surprised that Eunmi's going to become a trainee?
More chances for fluffiness now!
Happy? Sad? Shocked? Opinions are always welcome!
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