Awkward, very freaking awkward.

Yunho drinks his lemonade glancing around the shop. Seonghwa stares down at his cake not saying anything.

Suzy: Where did you guys come from?
Yunho: We were just in the area.
Suzy: Oh really?

He smiles while nodding, liar.

Me: Oh! Thanks for making sure I got home last night.
Yunho: Don't mention it.
Suzy: Last night? Did something happen?
Me: Vodka happened.

Lots and lots of vodka.

The awkward silence continues. Every minute that goes by it's like a silent rage building up from Seonghwa, the vibe is terrifying. Yunho nudges him but he still sits there with the same cold stone face.

Me: Well I'll see you all later, I'm gonna' go...

Where? "Home?"

Nope, just the hell out of here.

Yunho: Wait, Hwa you should go with her. Make sure she gets home safe.

Seonghwa eyes squint.

Me: No that's okay, he seems to be enjoying his drink.

He stands up walking past me.

Seonghwa: Hurry up.

Yunho mouths the word "fighting" with his thumbs up.

I reluctantly follow him outside. We walk side by side until he stops at a black car. Is this his? Once he pulls out a set of keys my dumb question is answered.

The drive is quiet and a bit suffocating.

Me: Did you like the tea?
Seonghwa: I hate tea.
Me: What about the cake?
Seonghwa: Artificial syrups make me sick.

Just bequiet Nia.

He scoffs.

Seonghwa: If you're going to be my fake wife you have to get some type of backbone.
Me: Backbone?
Seonghwa: You have no personality, no balls.

Ouch.

Seonghwa: In the simplest terms you're weak, but growing up spoiled will do that I suppose.
Me: You don't know anything about me.
Seonghwa: I know more about you than you think.

We pull up to a place that's not familiar at all, it looks like some type of gym. I follow him inside and the smell of rubber and sweats hits my nose.

Gross.

"RIGHT! LEFT! FASTER!"

Wooyoung? I look and he's in the middle of the ring with Hongjoong, they're training. He stops once he spots us.

Wooyoung: Nia!
Me: Hey.
Wooyoung: Boss why are you here?
Seonghwa: She needs to be trained.

Trained?

Wooyoung: Uh, are you sure that's a good idea?

Hongjoong wipes his face down with a cool rag. He smiles politely at me before nodding.

Hongjoong: The Park family is something to fear but every so often dummies come and challenge the company. Once Nia marries Hwa she's going to have a permanent target on her.

My blood runs cold, that never crossed my mind.

Hongjoong: She'll need to learn a few moves. Not enough for battle for surely to defend.
Seonghwa: Exactly. I trust you to show her.
Wooyoung: Me?
Seonghwa: Yeah, I'll be back in two hours.

Two hours?

Me: You're leaving me here?
Seonghwa: You'll be fine.

I look at the two boys who shrug the shoulders nonchalantly.

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After changing into some spare sweatpants and a shirt Wooyoung had I meet him in the middle of the ring.

Wooyoung: We'll start with some simple deflect moves. Have you ever gotten into a fight before?
Me: No.
Wooyoung: A tussle?
Me: No.
Wooyoung: An argument?
Me: No.
Wooyoung: Well damn, have you ever been mad before?
Me: Hm, maybe when I found out about the marriage. After some reflecting I realized it wasn't anger but disappointment.

He groans.

Wooyoung: All right, I'm going to come at you. Fight me off as if I'm a stranger in the street, got it?
Me: Got it.

He charges towards me and once he swings I grab his arm and twist it behind his back.

Me: I took self defense classes for two years as well as jujutsu.
Wooyoung: What! Then what do you need me for?

I release him.

Me: Seonghwa says I have no backbone and I'm too soft. That's not true though, I just don't believe in being angry over little things.
Wooyoung: So you weren't angry at your dad? Just disappointed and hurt?

I nod.

Wooyoung: Are you sure?
Me: Yes.

"What do we have here?"

Mingi stands there in training clothes, a taunting smile on his face.

Wooyoung: You weren't scheduled til' six!
Mingi: Yeah but I heard you were training my dear childhood friend.

He remembers me?

Mingi: So I wanted to see for myself how strong she is. How 'bout it, Nia?

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pls why is my face breaking out wth