Ohana.
"Get out." Bora looks over as Jongin flops on her couch. Just because she had her apartment all to herself, didn't mean he was allowed to come over whenever he wants. Be it in the middle of the day on weekends or after her work on weekdays. And it was just around dinner time when he decided to bother her and slip into her apartment like he owns the place.
"Why are you here again? Don't you have your own place?" The blonde female sighed heavily and looked over the front door. Of course, he would just leave his shoes however he pleases but Bora wasn't pleased. Having to pick them up and fix them before she walks over to the living room. "Yah." She crosses her arms over her chest. "You wanna die?" She asks, but of course she doesn't mean it. "I really wanna toss you into the fire." She tells him, groaning as the rice cooker makes melodious noise that informed her about her rice being cooked already.
She didn't have to look nice in front of Jongin at all. She had her gray shirt, denim shorts and her golden locks were gathered in a messy bun. "Do you even know what privacy means? You keep coming over. Geez. The neighbors might think I have a younger boyfriend and be accused of being a pedophile." She rolled her eyes at the idea. "What's worse is that if people actually think that you are my brother. How disgusting."
Yet no matter how much she complains, she was already preparing the meal for two. The dining table was set for two, the side dishes were there, then the main dish, the fried chicken that he loves so much. "Are you gonna eat or should I throw a slipper at you?!" She yells while grabbing some corn soup and placing them on the table. "Jongin! Are you really going to make the food wait!?"
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