Min Yoongi... He is my long lost cousin.
"How are you, Mr. Pale boy?", I asked him, "and how come you have never contacted us? Jimin missed you a lot, you know?"
"Jimin!Oh my little pea! How is he? I miss the days when he used to follow me like a little puppy all the day",his eyes became a little sadder then.
He threw my luggage in his car and asked me, "How about we grab a breakfast and you catch up with your sleep first?", he asked me with his hands on his back.
"Wow.. Nice car!", I exclaimed.
"Well it's a gift from my uncle for looking after his daughter", he shrugged and laughed.
"Wait.. Is this from my dad?", I asked him. He shrugged again.
"So you are looking after me because you were bribed to do so, but not because you want to", I pouted while getting into his car.
He laughed while putting me on my seat belt.
"You know? It's not the only gift from my uncle", he booped my nose and started driving.
"Tell me about you.. Why uncle sent you here so suddenly?"
"I wish I can", I yawned, "But I'm too tired to talk".
"Oh! Is my Dora tired? Go to sleep then", he started playing some melody songs which pushed me into a trance.
"Hey sleepy head", he shook me gently.
"Mmmm", I have zero will to wake up.
"Should I carry you to your bed?", he sang and I nodded, hugging him.
He carried me in a bridal style and placed me on a soft bed. He removed my shoes and pulled a blanket over me.
I slept again.
Yoongi oppa said that the car and other things are gifts from my dad. But dad didn't know that I was in danger till yesterday. And come on, the car doesn't look like it's being used from just yesterday.
I slowly woke up to see myself rested in a cute pink themed room. It's not in sync with my taste.
I walked out rubbing my eyes. Wow, it's a beautiful duplex home with an open kitchen in front of me.
"Hello Dora.. Should I help you to find the way to kitchen?",Yoongi in his apron at kitchen giggled at me.
I rolled my eyes. "This joke is older than you, old man."
"How is that possible? I am the creator of the joke", he laughed at his own joke.
I strolled towards him, having no enthusiasm for an argument.
"Am I going to have something to eat?"
"I went to local mart while you were sleeping to buy stuff which can feed this little tummy", he cooed and opened the dish he is cooking.
"Oh... Fried rice! That is one of my favourites! Can I have some expectations on this dish?", I asked him.
"Yes of course! I'm the best chef in this home!", he served some rice to me and spoke, "Eat a lot! Now that I see you, you have a totally babe structure", he imitated my curved with his hands,measuring them.
A lady walked towards him out of nowhere and smacked his hand.
"Do you know that it comes under sexual harassment?", she spoke in English.
"Lizzy! She is my little cousin I have mentioned before", he pouted, rubbing where he got hit.
"That's make it worse. It's incest, pal!", she glared and moved towards me for a quick hug.
"How do you do?", I asked her and bowed to her.
"She is so cute! I like her so much!", she pinched my cheeks.
"Dora! She is my girlfriend Lizzy", he side-hugged her.
She doesn't look black, but...
"Indian.. Her ancestors were Indians", he spoke as if he read my mind.
"You got yourself a girlfriend and never told me about it. You were hiding a lot of stuff from me", I sulked.
"What did I hide from you?!", he shouted as if he is offended.
"You lied about getting the car as gift from my dad to look after me!", I exclaimed, "It's not true, right?"
"Did you actually buy that?", he laughed his ass off.
"I didn't!", I smacked his hand.
"Ouch.. That hurts girl! When did you become so strong?", he rubbed his hand.
"I started learning boxing after you left", I smirked at him.
He scoffed, "No wonder you were so heavy for your lean structure", he was smacked by both of us for his loose tongue now.
"Never ever comment a girl's weight", she smiled at him evilly.
"Owww.. It hurts a lot, you know?", he pouted.
"Don't change the topic. Did you get a job?", I asked him.
"Ofcourse I got a job! But the car is uncle's gift when I started college", he spoke.
"I must tell you my story. My mom was actually an US citizen. My parents eloped to Korea after their education in the US. My mom died giving birth to me.
You know how my dad died later due to some chronic disease, right? His last wish was to let me grow at US with his in-laws.
So I was sent here. They took care of me, but that's all. They never showed me any affection and especially, they don't want me to do anything with the family of my dad. So uncle let me go for my sake.
I didn't understand that first, but as the time went on, I understood him.
I walked out of their house for education in an university. Uncle gifted me a car and a part time job then. She is my classmate in the university and that's how we got together.
I got myself a job after graduation and we bought this house together", he ended his story.
"Now tell me about you", he asked me.
"Paparazzi are after me and you know how I was almost killed from the attention I got, no?", I asked him.
"No?", he looked confused.
"The accident with my mom", I spoke and he look still confused.
I explained what exactly happened back then and he nodded.