An Intruder Once Again (1/1)

ANGEL – EXO-Kwww.youtube.com/watch?v=0bewParlnTQ~•♥•~ Every day, Mrs. Shin accompanied MinYoung back to her apartment to work on her clothes. Mrs. Shin’s suggestions and critique helped MinYoung improve her clothes a lot. Aside from mentoring MinYoung, her mom also stood as her assistant in creating her clothes. MinYoung’s thankful that her mom came home just so she could help her. However, MinYoung sometimes went to her apartment alone. She didn’t know that her mother goes to meet up with her friends and pushed through of sabotaging Yunho’s girlfriend. Mrs. Shin made a lot of excuses and MinYoung’s friends didn’t mention a single word about their secret. Yoochun sometimes took them both out for lunch or dinner and brings them back to their home at night. Mrs. Shin got to know Yoochun well and she began to like him for her daughter. She could see his sincere feelings for her daughter and how Yoochun takes care of MinYoung as if she was his precious jewel. --- One afternoon, Yunho tried to call MinYoung but he was always end up in her voicemail. He left her a couple of voicemails but she never called back. “Did this girl change her number without telling me?” he asked out loud. Yunho redialed MinYoung’s number for the nth time. “The person you were trying to call is not answering. Please leave a message after..” Yunho hung up once he reached the MinYoung’s voicemail once again. Then, he thought of someone that could help him. He dialed a number and waited for the person to answer. “Hyung?” the other person asked, surprised.“Yoochun-ah!” Yunho grinned upon hearing his friend answer.“What made you call?” Yoochun asked.“Listen, do you know how I can contact MinYoung? I’ve been trying to call her for days. I left her a couple of voicemail and she never called back,” Yunho said in one breath.“MinYoung-ah’s been busy; she has started creating her clothes and never leaves her apartment. Mrs. Shin came home from New York a couple of weeks ago so she’s staying at their house right now,” Yoochun told him.“She’s back home?” Yunho asked, clarifying if he heard his friend right.“Yes, at your old neighborhood. Do you want to ride with me when I pick them up tonight at her apartment tonight?” Yoochun offered but Yunho thought of something better.“No, it’s okay. I’ll just pay them a visit one day,” Yunho told him. He thanked his friend and hung up. Yunho tapped his phone on his chin as he leaned over his desk. He hasn’t gone home to their neighborhood since he came back from the States. Yunho grabbed his coat, went to his car and drove off to his pad and packed up his stuff. That afternoon, he went back home. --- It was past 11pm when Yoochun dropped MinYoung and Mrs. Shin at their house. “Thank you so much, Yoochun. We’ve been bothering you a lot lately; with you taking us out for meals and bringing us home,” Mrs. Shin was grateful.“Don’t worry about it, Mrs. Shin. I would be going home peacefully if I knew that you guys went home safe,” he bowed. “Yunho called me this afternoon. He said that he’s been leaving you voicemails but you never called back,” he faced MinYoung.“Shoot! I always forget! I’m always drained that I can’t call him back,” she shook her head.“Well, give him a call soon. It looked like he has something important to tell you,” he said.“Thank you, oppa,” MinYoung gave a small smile.“Are you okay?” Yoochun asked worriedly. Mrs. Shin immediately approached her daughter and touched her forehead.“I’m fine, just a little bit tired,” she assured them.“Get to bed soon and take a rest, alright?” Yoochun lifted her chin. MinYoung nodded. Yoochun leaned in and kissed her forehead. He waved goodbye to Mrs. Shin and went to his car and left. Mrs. Shin helped MinYoung go to her room. Once her mother left her inside her bedroom, MinYoung went to her bathroom to change into her pajamas and freshen up. Once she came out of her bathroom, she went straight to her bed, crawled on top of it and went under the covers. She was almost drifting off to dreamland when she heard a tapping noise on her balcony door. MinYoung sat up and wore her glasses. “What the..?” MinYoung stood up and opened her balcony. She went out and looked down to see Yunho waving from below in his white wife beater and jogging pants. “Yunho oppa?!” Yunho smiled and saluted upon hearing his name.“I’m coming up!” he told her. Yunho expertly climbed the rope ladder and threw himself over MinYoung’s balcony.“What are you doing here?! When did you came home?!” she asked him.“Well, you weren’t returning my calls so when Yoochun told me that you came back home, I decided to come home as well and just cross over you balcony again,” he grinned as if he had the best plan ever.“Very smart,” she said sarcastically. “Didn’t you miss me?” he playfully pushed her. MinYoung pushed her glasses back and placed her hands on her hips.“Sorry, I was too preoccupied to even think about you,” she said haughtily.“Things are going well with Yoochun, eh?” he smirked.“That’s none of your business,” she stuck her tongue out at him.“I can’t believe I allowed him to date an immature,” he guiltily shook his head. MinYoung’s eyes widened upon calling her an immature. “YAH! Who are you calling immature?!” she barked at him then shoved him hard.“Did you just push me?” he straightened up, looked down at MinYoung who was beginning to back away. “Did you just push me?!” he asked again, lounging towards her to trap her in his arms and tickled her. MinYoung tried to pry herself away from him but he was just too strong.“Oppa, stop! Umma might hear us!” she squealed. Yunho stopped, not wanting to get caught. The two friends sat on the floor of MinYoung’s balcony and chatted. “So why were you trying to call me these past few days?” she asked as she wiped her tears away from laughing after hearing a funny joke from Yunho.“Oh yeah, I almost forgot; Chan Young won’t be joining your fashion show anymore,” he told her. MinYoung’s eyes widened.“What happened to her?! Did she sprain her ankle or something?!” she worriedly asked.“No. She’s perfectly fine but she won’t tell me why,” he shrugged his shoulders. “Plus, she’s been a pain in the ass; she’s gotten too clingy so I dumped her,” he added.“You’re a mean person you know that,” she glared at him.“It’s not my fault. She’s being clingy and I don’t need that shit,” he reasoned. “She’s past her deadline already,” he told her. MinYoung gave him a ‘what-the-fuck’ look. “You seriously give your girlfriend a deadline?” she asked glaring at him but he just grinned at her.“You’re unbelievable!” she gawked at him. Suddenly, she remembered something.“Fuck! If she can’t be in my fashion show, I’ll be short with one model!” she panicked.“Don’t worry, you’ll get someone better than her,” he assured, patting her knee.“I have to call AeRin first thing in the morning,” she leaned back on the wall. Yunho didn’t want to stress MinYoung out so he diverted the conversation to a different topic. They both felt like they were back to the days when they would talk all night about anything that’s under the sun but this time, they talked about real things and debated over real stuff. Suddenly, MinYoung let out a sleepy yawn. Yunho looked at his right and saw that MinYoung was ready to doze off in any minute. “Oppa?”“Hmm?”“Will you come to my fashion show?” she asked softly.“Of course, I will!” he assured her.“Good. I’ll look for you, then. If I don’t see you..” MinYoung’s voice faded until she couldn’t be heard. Yunho felt something light dropped on his shoulder. He turned to his shoulder and found MinYoung’s head leaning on it, already in deep slumber. Yunho decided to carry MinYoung to her bed; he inserted his arms on her back and on her legs, carefully lifted her up and laid her on her bed. Yunho took off her glasses and placed it on the night stand beside her before taking the vacant space beside MinYoung. He tucked them both under the covers. MinYoung stirred in her sleep at the sudden movement of the bed. To his surprise, MinYoung turned to face him and hugged him. Yunho’s heart began to race at the sudden contact; it was his first time to sleep with his best friend again. He breathed in and out to calm himself down. Once he was already in his state of mind, he carefully encircled his arm around her waist and let MinYoung snuggle in his chest. “I surely missed this,” he smiled at the thought. Yunho peered over MinYoung’s face while he softly caressed her hair. Yunho kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes. “Sorry for being an intruder again, MinYoung-ah~” ~•♥•~