"Oh god, specify things when you speak. Now you see how I mistook that Dasung was married and had a child." Her mom laughed.
The three youngster plainly sat there listening to their elders' speaking.
"Okay, so where is Taehyung?" Her dad asked putting a hand on Uncle Yongoo's shoulder. "Oh, he had something urgent to do so he left after dropping me here." He answered.
It's been long she have seen Taehyung last, around 5 years. ' He was in college final year when I left Busan for studies and after that accident. He was a flirty man at that time god knows how he is now.' Thoughts flood her mind when she was snapped out by hearing the door bell. "I'll get it." Jungmyeon said as he got up from the sofa.
"It must be Taehyung." Her uncle assured.
' How will he be looking now? Did he change from the previous time? How will he be now? Would he hate me for going away not letting to know? Will he scold me for not picking his Calls? Why should I be scared? Or should I be? ' She began to interrogate within her soul.
Curiosity caught her best and she left room to peek on him. She heard some low voices as she neared the entrance. She saw Jungmyeon holding two bouquets in his hand and a person removing his shoes.
"Oh Sooyoung!" Jungmyeon looked at me surprised. She mentally slapped her forehead for Jungmyeon calling her out loud when she actually came to have a peak of that man. The man looked up. "Oh hi, Sooyoung." He said.
"Taehyung?" She questioned not recognising the man well. He nodded.
' Omg! He looks so different. Like a lot. ' Her inner self screamed.
Her mouth dropped not believing the sight. He looked really handsome. He has angular face, well built body, a piercing on his left ear, and the same sweet smile which he showered whenever he was around this beautiful lady.
She kept gawking at him and didn't realise that she suddenly came in contact with a hard place. She got up from the trance and felt him hugging her tightly which was a slight shock to her.
"I missed you." He whispered in her ears. She couldn't believe what she heard. It all happened rapidly that it took a while for her to process everything.
' What! Why would you miss me? We never really had the deep relations other than arguments. ' Thoughts rushed to her mind making its mechanism confused, viewing his abrupt and gentle behaviour.
They parted. He cupped her face and kissed her forehead. She didn't want any physical contact with him. She wanted to move out of his warmth but her body wasn't letting her. She felt weak in his embrace. These feelings she missed them. But only from Taemin and not from Taehyung. His soft touches were trying to empower her lover's touches.
They seemed to forget the presence of a person in the area. All along Jungmyeon was just looking at the duo. As it got of the hand he felt little awkward and called off the moment of the pair by clearing his throat before they would go any further.
"Uhmmm, I'm still here love birds." Jungmyeon called. "Uh, yea, sorry." Taehyung replied rubbing his nape. After a long time, Sooyoung saw Taehyung being shy, the previous Taehyung do never be shy but a punk.
"And you are blushing." her brother pointed out. "What?! No I'm not." She scrambled for words.
' Why am I even blushing? Oh goddddd, tell me that this is one of his pranks. ' She thought to herself. "Come on, let's go." Jungmyeon guided them.
Taehyung took her hand and pulled her with him. She wanted to resist the touch but she couldn't. She couldn't get why her body was reacting different. They came in living room.
"Hello." He greeted everyone with smile. Everyone greeted him back. Her mom stood up to kiss his cheek. He smiled at her.
"Here you go my sweet aunt." He said while handing a bouquet of red roses to her mom.
"Oh god, why did you take a trouble to buy a bouquet of red roses? Seeing you is more than enough for me." She said to him lightly slapping his arm. "You are my fourth son at least you have the care to buy bouquet but there are some people who don't even care to buy a flower for me." She pointed out Sehun and Jungmyeon with her eyes who had poker faces.