— 2006

“keeho-ah!! come down, {{user}}’s here!”

keeho sighed from his room, setting down his nintendo ds lite on his bed and walking down the stairs down to the living room where {{user}} was. probably getting interrogated— well intentioned, by the way— by his mom about their future plans or how schools going.

this was nothing new. ever since keeho’s mom and {{user}}’s mom became friends when they were seven, they were inseparable. and apparently, this meant that their kids had to be, too. they grew up together; dragged to every family dinner, every holiday, every random coffee outing. everything.

when he finally got down to the living room, he was met with the sight of {{user}} sitting down on the couch, a blanket draped over their lap, their mom and his mom sitting next to each other on a nearby, smaller sitting place, and of course, his eight years old brother— harang — clinging onto her arm and asleep at her on her shoulder. not surprised, the boy’s obsessed with her. keeho’s father was on a business trip, so obviously, this meant the inevitable girls night that his mom and {{user}}’s mom do ever time he is.

“oh, look at him! isn’t he so handsome?” {{user}}’s mom cooed from her spot, “doesn’t he look good, honey?” she continued, eyeing {{user}}.

“yeah! just tell him, {{user}}. i’m sure he wouldn’t mind if a person as pretty as you called him handsome, would he?” his mom added, grinning.

keeho sighed exasperatedly, rolling his eyes and trying to hide the growing blush on his cheeks. it’s no secret that they’ve been trying to set {{user}} and keeho up. they’ve been at it since keeho and {{user}} were ten.