SO EUN:
"How about you give me a couple of hours to convince my parents, pack my things AND get ready for tonight?" You suggest in order to divert their attention from your home.
"What if she runs away?!" Luhan feigns a gasp.
You look at him as if you're offended.
"So Eun wouldn't," Jong In defends you.
Wait- was he defending me?... or is trying to imply that I don't have it in me to leave?
"Yahh! I'M NOT A GOODY GOODY TWO SHOES!" You reply in a haste to defend your own pride.
What do I care about what they think of me anyhow?
"No... I just don't think you'd be able to hide anywhere in these neck of the woods," Jong In devilishly replies.
"This is surburbia, we ain't in no woods kid," you roll your eyes.
"But there are wolves!" Sehun winks.
As Jong In rolls the car to a stop at the intersection, waiting for your directions, you manually unlock the door and grab your bag before stepping out of the car.
"YAH! Oppa is still talking to you! Are we even near your house? And the car is still moving!" Jong In shouts from the driver's seat.
"OHMYGOSH. You're so embarrassing! Please stop talking," you laugh at the boy with pink cheeks.
" HAHHAHAHAHAHA, OPPA?!" Luhan and Sehun guffaw and struggle to stay sitting up straight.
You can't help but chuckle along with the trouble makers. "On a serious note though, what time should I be ready by?" Your left arm rests on top of the car door as you bend down to look at Jong In's face.
The three boys stare at each other as if this question was not expected.
"We usually go clubbing around 10 o'clock-ish so..." Luhan trails off.
"9pm then?" You offer.
"Yeh, sounds good," Jong In nods.
You take a step back to shut the door when Jong In calls out, "Wait!"
"What now?" You sigh exasperated.
"Missing something?"
Missing? Missing what?
You pat your pockets and frown at the jokester. He smirks as he whips out your phone and holds it out. You shake your head at his immaturity and extend your arm - half expecting him to give it to you.
"My back hurts. I've been sitting in this car for too long, " Jong In pretends to stifle a pained expression.
This kid! He's trying to peeve me off before he leaves.
You lean into the car and grab your phone. As your hand clasps onto Jong In's, his hand slides up yours and yanks you closer to him - not hurtfully but enough to do what he wants. He pulls you so close, so close that his lips could almost touch your ear.
And within this close proximity he quietly whispers, "Even you can't and won't be able to resist my charms."
You feel your cheeks flush with a dangerous shade of red. Despite not having any attraction to Jong In whatsoever - or what you liked to believe - he always seemed to catch you off guard.
"What are you doing?!" You pull back so quickly you hit your head on the top of the car roof.
ARGHHHHH!!
You yelp and furiously rub the back of your head.
"YAH! KIM JONG IN, WATCH IT!" You scream before you shut the passenger door on the howling wolves in the car.
His confidence and demeanour always ticks you off. You turn left at the intersection and begin walking down your street, nostalgia and familiarity finally welcoming you - a feeling you had not received in a while. Unbeknownst to you the car with the three princes continues to crawl beside you.
"So um, I'm guessing we're near your house?" Jong In calls out from the driver's seat.
You look to the right a bit surprised.
"Go home and get ready!" You dodge the question.
Quite frankly, I don't feel comfortable with them - or rather a certain person - knowing where I live.
"We don't need to get ready," Sehun laughs.
"We were born ready," Luhan finishes the statement.
You keep walking along the street with only a few houses before you reach your own.
"It's okay. Nothing's going to happen to me. I'm almost there."
"Why don't you want us to know where your house is?" Jong In skeptically questions.
"What?!" You reply a bit too quickly.
The boy just shakes his head at you and keeps the car moving at a snail pace beside you.
The familiar white gates of your home appear and you smile - both inwardly and outwardly. You run up to the path to your house and sigh out of relief. You fish through your bag for the house keys and smile when you feel the cool hard metal keys against your fingertips. The quietness of your surroundings suddenly registers and you hear the soft purring of a car engine.
What the fudge?
You turn around and the black Audi is parked outside your house. You frown at the persistence of the boys and wave your hand, motioning them to go home already.
"Okay, we'll be taking our leave then princess!" Luhan shouts out and the humiliating phrase echoes along the empty street.
"Okay, okay already! See you at 9 then!" You call back.
You unlock the door and enter your home.
"I'm home-" you announce as you shut the front door.
However, when you turn around the juxtaposition between the vividness of the outside world to the dark and lonely atmosphere of your home takes you by surprise.
I guess I'm too used to being surrounded by 12 rowdy boys all the time.
You turn on the lights and are grateful that the electricity still works. You whip your head back to the front door to find extra pairs of shoes - an indicator of your parents or at least one of them - but none are there.
Who am I kidding? I've barely spent a day with them at the house. How can I possibly be used to having them around me?
Emptily, you drag your feet to the fridge and sure enough it is the same as when you had last been here.
A few apples, tubs of yoghurt, milk, celery, carrots and a slice of strawberry cheesecake.
You turn back to the empty space of the house and breathe out. The little red flashing light on the telephone makes your heart rate increase ever so slightly - you didn't want to anticipate too much in case you were to be disappointed. Nonetheless you excitedly dash over to the kitchen bench a few metres away and slouch over the counter.
Your fingers hover nervously over the button which will reveal what message has been left for you.
Is it mum and dad?
Your heart and mind wishes but then rationality kicks in.
Or is it just the landlord?
Without another care in the world, your finger pushes down on the button and the telephone beeps.
"1 new message," the woman on the telephone calls out.
"Eunnie-ah," your chest tightens at the familiar high-pitched voice, "Umma and Appa are currently in Japan. It looks so beautiful over here!" You smile at her commentary, "How is our favourite daughter today? We're doing alright but how are you? Are you eating well?" You grin at your dad's cheesiness, you are an only child so obviously you would be the "favourite".
"When will you be back? Are you coming home yet?" You ask knowing very well that you are speaking to a message.
You can't help but feel extremely hopeful this time.
"Ahhh, it seems we still have some work to do but only a little bit! So we won't be back for another few weeks! Mianhae little one!" Your parents chime together.
You face falls and you press the button before the message could continue on any further. You bite the insides of your cheeks and stare bitterly at the machine.
This ALWAYS happened. There's ALWAYS a bit more work which equates to a few more weeks and after that the same thing happens. An endless cycle.
You disappointingly clench both fists and squeeze your eyes shut.
HA, you should be used to this by now So Eun.
You roll your eyes and catch notice of the clock.
Several hours until 9...
"Shower time," you mutter to yourself.
Showers are the best for whatever emotion you currently have. Showers are also the best time to think things out and ponder about what could, should or would be.
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