family matters
she was no where near a chef in the kitchen. honestly, sena wondered how she even got this far, especially with a toddler. spending time at the stove was a constant reminder of why she let her fiance do the cooking. even still she’d spent the whole day gathering ingredients and prepping food simply to have an old fox over. while she was still recovering from the slightly traumatic shock of another pregnancy, there was only one other person that she felt she could excitedly tell the news to.
settling down with sypha and dragan felt like work. even as casual as they were it was almost as if she was asking permission to have another child. and telling shinwoo only resulted in tears and anxiousness. the mere thought of sharing the news with him made her feel a lot warmer inside. minjun allowed her to feel...homey. she could see her father in the crinkles of his eyes when he smiled and the richness in his laugh. centuries of life wandering aimlessly only to land into the home of such a disheveled lot.
sena could remember times where she was still young, leaving Cache at 2 a.m. the buses had long stopped running and she was just a lowly recruit for the royal family. she’d give a timid knock to his door only to find herself laying in his lap like and exhausted teen. the hole her father left, minjun was the only one to fill it even slightly.
she pushed the peppers she was cutting to the side and went to wash her hands again. drying them quickly sena tapped at the screen of her phone, cursing under her breath that the water droplets were making it hard to type. tapping on minjun’s contact she pressed call and put the phone on speaker, going to rinse her knife. when she heard the shuffling at the other end she smiled, “aya~ what’s taking you so long old man? you promised your great grandkid a k drama episode before dinner.” truthfully her anxiousness just wanted him there quicker so she could get breaking the news over with. // @vc-hmj