You gawk up at it in awe, the house. It was beautiful. It looked exactly like the house you've always dreamed about, your dream home. You can picture yourself living there.
"Welcome home." Jimin deadpans. You look over at him confused. What's with his attitude?
Jimin walks to the door and knocks. You wait a few seconds before a woman opens the door. She looks at Jimin and then at you.
"Seo-yeon? Shouldn't you be at school?" The woman asks. Your first thought is that she's your mother but you decide to wait for confirmation.
"Dae-young, is your sister home?" Jimin asks. The woman you now presume is your aunt looks over her shoulder.
"Uh, no. She left a few seconds ago." She replies with a fake smile. Does Jimin and Dae-young have a problem with each other?
"Well is Mr Sae home?" Jimin starts to glare at Dae-young. You notice her swallow, worry sketch across her face.
"No, he left to go to work." Sweat trickles down her forehead and both you and Jimin notices.
You glance over at Jimin and notice him smirking. You begin to stare at his lips. Oh how much I want to feel them against my lips again. No! Snap out of it! Not the time, Seo-yeon!
"Really?" Jimin asks sarcastically. Dae-young hesitantly nods and Jimin scoffs. "That's weird because I just saw his car in the garage." Jimin taps his chin as if he's thinking.
"He walked to work today." Dae-young replies a bit too quickly. Your eyes travel over her shoulder that seems to be blocking your view and notice a shadow in the background.
"Who's in the house?" You shock yourself by asking. Dae-young quickly edges the door to block your view but you can still see a shadow.
"Yeah, that's what I'd like to know. Who's in the house, Dae-young?" Jimin pesters. Dae-young swallows again and another droplet of sweat trickles down her forehead.
Only now, did you notice her messy hair and the smudge of her lipstick. Her dress looks like she was in a rush to put it on. She looks like she's doing something in the house, something she shouldn't be doing, with someone.
Dae-young doesn't answer so Jimin pushes his way into the house. Dae-young stumbles backwards but regains her balance before jumping at Jimin.
"Get out of my house! You have no right barging into my home! Get out right this instant!" Dae-young screams in Jimin's ear.
Jimin tries throwing Dae-young off his back but she sticks to him like a leech. What's this woman so afraid of us finding? Without either of the two noticing, you swiftly move past and sneak into the room you saw the shadow.
"What the-" The voice gets cut off by a scream, your scream. The two by the front door, that are wrestling, snap their heads in the direction of your scream.
You continue streaming like a maniac until the naked man in front of you finally puts some clothes on. Jimin rushes to your side and stands in front of you in a protective stance.
"Mr Sae?" Jimin gasps, astonished when he sees who made you scream. Mr Sae fumbles to find words to create a sentence but fails. Giving up, he slumps his shoulders in defeat.
"I have no excuses." Is all he says. You cock your head to the side. Is he my foster dad? If so, is he cheating on my foster mum with her sister?
"Sir, I tried all I could." Dae-young looks guiltily at Mr Sae. Jimin scoffs and glares at both of them.
"How could you? To your wife? To you daughter? Of all people, you sleep with that slut!" Jimin raises his voice, enraged. You hold his arm, trying to get him to calm down.
"Look here boy, you have no right-" Jimin hushes Mr Sae rudely.
"Yeah, I've heard it all before. You said this last time with the other woman! Do you not love your wife? Does she mean nothing to you?" Jimin still shouts.
"Jimin, let's just go." You mumble in his ear.
Mr Sae seems to only notice you and his eyes widen in realisation. He stretches his arm out to you but you move away from him.
"Please, Darling, let me explain my actions." You shake your head no. Unconsciously, you wipe at your cheek. I'm crying? You run your moist fingertips together. "Darling, please don't cry."
Jimin protectively holds you in his arms and growls at Mr Sae. "Look at what you've done." Jimin and you waddle out of the house and onto the streets away from the mess.
You both walk, side by side, in silence. "Jimin?" You call out his name. He turns and looks at you and hums for you to continue. "Do you love me?" You ask out of nowhere.
Jimin gasps for air at my sudden question. "W-why would you ask such a thing?" Jimin stutters. You shrug and wait for an answer to your question. Jimin sighs at your impatience. "Of course I love you. You're my best friend and my soulmate."
Realization hits you like a brick wall. You nod your head and look away from him. This Jimin, whoever this Jimin is; doesn't love me the way I love him. "Where are we going?" You question.
Jimin nods his head up the road. "My house. You can stay at mine for now." Jimin clarifies. Once again, you nod your head.
Moments later Jimin stops in front of a house. He pulls a bunch of keys out of his rucksack and ruffles them around for the right key. Finally, he finds the key to unlock the front door. The door swings open with a click and you stare at the beautiful modern looking house.
"Ugh, I haven't been home in ages." Jimin mutters to himself. Your brows clash together. Where's he been staying than?
As if your thoughts become words, you say; "Where have you been staying than?"
Jimin chuckles and turns around to look at you. You notice the grin on his face. Why is your smile so contagious? You grin back at him when you notice his eyes disappear behind his cheeks.
"Eunhee's." Your smile instantly disappears as soon as her name leaves his lips. Oh, her. Jimin notices your smiley face morph into an emotionless one. He questions himself for a second but ends up shrugging his shoulders.