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Chapter 9

Jungkook chuckled. "It's the truth, Omma, that's why you're the best"

"Aigoo, this flattering boy," she sighed but the smile could be felt in her voice. "How are you doing in school?"

"Well, I've been studying a lot. It's been busy weeks."

"Lots of homework?"

"Yup. And you? How is the restaurant?"

"Very well, your sister has started working here because I have told her that I will not buy her clothes just because she wants to be fashionable"

Jungkook laughed, he could already imagine Yuqi hating the idea with her pretty round eyes wanting to look furious when they only made her look more cute. Everything was a facade of course, his little sister could be lethal.

"Her birthday is going to be soon, Omma, should I give her clothes?" he asked himself more than his mother. Yuqi had had very little during most of her adolescence due to the situation and Jungkook really loved to spoil her.

"Give her a book," his mother brought down his illusions with a scathing tone.

Yes, of course, Yuqi for sure was going to be very happy. "She would hit me with it"

"You're right, she's like me. Not like you, you're like your father, very attractive but dumb"

His mother had never known how to control her tongue. "Wow, thanks," he said sarcastically but with a smile on his lips, as he turned in his chair unconsciously.

"Your father made me chase him like a puppy, he was too insecure when he was Busan's most handsome man," she sighed with all that exasperation she felt twenty-five years ago. "Luckily I told everyone that he was mine, I wouldn't have children as cute as you and your sister otherwise"

"I met Dad, he wasn't as attractive as you say," he sneered, knowing very well that his mother hated that he discredited his father's visuals.

"See? You're like him. Both fools."

Sassy

"Ouch," he held his chest, faking pain.

"But we won't talk about your father. I want to hear from you, have you gotten a new tattoo? Have you been recognized again? I read in the news that there will be a tattoo convention in Los Angeles, you should go and show how good you are," She spoke with excitement. His mother had not been the happiest to see him start his career, especially at an age as young as sixteen, but over time she had been accepting it and right now she was his biggest fan.

"I'm studying, mom," he brought her down from the pony. He had already rejected that proposal, the final Art project of the year was approaching and Yuqi's birthday too, he didn't want to be far away and miss that. In addition, he had already been through that shit of returning from Paris and finding his studies a mess due to his absence and going through that had been hard.

"And how's it going? Have you made a new painting?" His mother asked excitedly. "The neighbor came for tea the other day, you know, Mrs. Kim, Yiyeon's mother, you went to school with her"

"I know who Mrs. Kim is, mom"

"Well, she saw your painting, that one of the Greek angel sculpture with the colorful splashes. She was delighted, she says it is modern but old, and she was surprised to know that you did it, she wants one too after I told her that you are one of the best of your college and that all your paintings were sold in your first exhibition "

"You should be my manager, you would make me a millionaire"

"We both know you would be without me," she joked though he knew her bitterness about that issue.