the group was gathered at hyemin's home, waiting for her father to arrive. he refused to getting picked up from the airport and said he'd take a taxi instead
"what if he doesn't come at all?" hyemin bit her lip
she was nervous, even a 1 year old could tell by the way her knee kept bouncing up and down, the frown on her face and how she kept chewing on her bottom lip
"don't worry, min. I'm sure he'll show up. relax, we're all here for you" mark assured the girl who just gave him a half-hearted smile in return
her mother, hayoung on the other hand, was surprisingly calm- or atleast she appeared to be. she was rather excited to have her husband come back home after so long and finally meet their daughter. she had made all of his favorite dishes for him and had made a few decorations in the house in his favorite color
while everyone was busy trying to calm down the girl, the bell rang, signalling the arrival of the one person everyone had been waiting for
hyemin's mother got up to open the door and hyemin stood up so quick, she got whiplash but nevertheless followed to greet the man that she had never met
the first thing hyemin noticed was how tall and well-built he was. the next thing she noticed was the gentle look on his face. the third was his bags- a lot of his bags
"chungho!" heeyoung greeted with the biggest grin on her face but the man kept looking at the young girl behind his wife, who returned the stare
"hyemin? is that you sweetheart?" he said, walking forwards towards the girl who walked back
"you didn't come to see me even once," her voice was heavy
"im so-"
"you're not sorry. no no no you're- you," she swallowed the lump in her throat and her voice got wavery and louder every second
"you left mom when she was pregnant for your stupid job and you only sent money and texts, not to me, but to mom only and you were never there to see me grow up. you werent there at high school prom, you weren't there when i was going through my first breakup, you weren't there when i entered the talent show in middle school and you weren't there at home at all and all you have to say is that you're sorry?!"
the house was silent.
chungho's expression softened even more, his face was already wet with his tears. he reached forward once more-
"hyemin im-"
but in vain as his daughter dashed down the hall and up the stairs to her room, shutting it with a loud thud.
the friends seated at the living room heard the whole exchange and all they could do was look at eachother with only one thought in mind,
'what the fuck just happened?'
🪐
what the fuck just happened indeed
IM BACK WEEEEEE
tea:
im breaking up with my bf
and to prepare myself i keep listening ro candy bcs of the lyrics lmaooo 😭😭
i want to do so bcs its just really exhausting yk? he doesn't really open up easily and he promised me he would do so twice already and I've tried to be patient with him but whatever problems he has going on (i wouldn't know bcs he doesnt tell me) are effecting our relationship bcs we haven't had a normal convo in days. heck we havent even talked in 4 days now.
but eh
I'd rather be single again then spend my time being with someone who isn't even willing to try.
no bcs i gave him step by step instructions on what i wanted him to do to save our failing relationship but guess he just doesn't want to since all he said was 'ok.'
okay sir tf
anyways yeah there's that and a whole lot more but ig this is enough for now 😭
what do we think abt chungho thooo