The Fat and The Furious
Description
Admit it. First time you read the title, you thought it was off a movie. Well, I'm here to tell you that it's not of any reference to that movie. If you still think it is, look closer, and read carefully. Or else I'll smash your head in. This is not a story about fast, flash cars, drag racing, or even y es that wash your car.
This is a about an extremely hot-headed guy,
And a very, very... heavy girl.A fat one to be exact.
And be warned, this is not a love story.
This is not about how a fat- chick falls in love with a complete jerk who doesn't even notice her- which I find is completely ridiculous because well, she was fat, I mean, could you not notice- but anyway, she goes away. Then by some miraculous unpredictable cliché turn of events, she goes back and becomes totally y and the guy finally notices her, then they live happily ever after.
Well, I hope I didn't just waste my breath there, because you know what I'm trying to say.
This is a story about loving and accepting someone for who they are.
This is a story...
About my mother.
Foreword
So, you just read my introduction, now let me introduce you to the ones who are in this story.
This goes a while back, back before I was even born, so there won't be much of my backstory here. Yeah, this is kinda like the 'How I Met Your Mother' kinda thing. But since my father won't even be willing to share this lovely tale to anyone, I will do the honours of relating this enchanting story to you. Of course, with the help of the story-telling of my parents, and my mother's trusty diary.
Min Hye Sul
HEY. HEYYY. Before you say anything about being a hypocrite and about this girl not being fat and that I was just lying about the whole thing, you must know, this is not my mother. This is ME. I work as an ulzzang, yes. Okay, you may marvel at my beauty for a while before moving on. You don't really need to know much of what I'm like. This photo is just for relevance. Like, if you actually care. Just look at my face.
Shin Soo Jin
I swear mom, I tried to find the awesomest photo of you back when you were in college. Yes, this is my mother. I believe she was pushing twenty when she took this photo. Around the age where her story begins. But for now, let's have a bit of a background review, shall we?
Well, my mother was around 85 kg, give or take. And for that weight in this society, you would know that she was... well, to say the least, she was looked down upon. But putting her major problems aside, she was born into a middle high-class family. So they were in the high end of the middle class spectrum so the family was not necessarily a struggling one, but just enough to have their fair share of financial problems and financial peaks. Money was never a problem. It was more of the bond they had together. But eh well, we'll leave that for another discussion. Don't wanna spill all the fun now, do we?
Moving on.
Min Yoon Gi
Oh dear father. Why so emo? I bet uncle J-Hope took this photo. I rummaged through his things and finally found a decent one that didn't have his face covered with his hands. Seriously, I don't understand why my dad even agreed to have this photo taken. Well, anyways.
Back in the day, my daddy used to be in a gang. Not the big, organized crime kinda thing, but more like your typical street gang that would just normally steal, scare a few people away with fake handguns bought from the local toy shop. So yay, two people who have no money meet each other and fall in love!! His nickname back then was Suga. So we shall be referring to him as that. Ew. It's just gross. Anyway, he was a bit short-tempered. Okay that was an understatement. He was SO SHORT-TEMPERED. I would love to rant about more, but as I said, I shall spare you the spills.
Oh right, we must not forget:
My Father's Gang:
BTS also known as: Bangtan Boys, Bulletproof Boy Scouts, Ugly Ducklings and J-Hope's Clan. (WTF, J-HOPE'S CLAN?! Just saying peeps, not my idea hurr. Ugly Ducklings was mine.)
I'm not quite sure if dad's in here. But... yeah. This is the rest of his gang. Don't know how he ended up with them.
So I had quite a bit of fun here. I hope you did too. Stay tuned! :D
"Jin!" Sora shouted out to her friend, using her well-used nickname. "You can't just sit there and wait for someone to chase after you! You can't just wait for your Prince Charming to come by and sweep you off your feet, you have to do the chasing. You can't wait forever!"
"Ugh, Sora," the said girl started, looking down and trying to get even the slightest glance of her feet, but to no avail. "I will give you two reasons. 1.) Prince Charming won't be sweeping me off my feet because he won't be able to. And 2.) I can't chase after someone. I can't run.
Literally."
HEY GUISE IT'S AWESOMEDONUT. I know I know, real horrible of me for starting another one without finishing my current, but I just had to take a break from all dat angst. WHOO.
Shameless ad: Go check my story out if you feel like reading a mafia fic---> Revolving Around One Thing <---- Woop. And Kai's in it too. Oh come on, admit it. He's your guilty pleasure too.
So I was never planning to put this up while I still have one ongoing story, but I just had this sudden urge that I could not possibly resist. OH AND SUGA. MAN BTS HAS REALLY BEEN GETTING TO ME SO... I just have to let it out. Also, I do not intend to offend anyone out there who might be overweight, so I'm sorry in advance if this causes any hard feelings. I apologize. Cookie? Or a donut, perhaps, for good feelings?
Plus, I wanted to try a new writing style, this is more like, narrator/storyteller POV, so yes, I will be using informal language here and there ^^. And let me warn you, this story might not be updated for weeks at a time. What I mean is, this doesn't have a fixed updating schedule. Hey, I have a life too you know. Haha. Well, I need some sleep. I need to decide on the tags cuz this is pushing the crackfic kind. lol.
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