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Just wanted to let you know that sometimes I won't translate calls(?) like 'oppa, hyung, eonni, nuna, etc.' and suffixes like '-ssi, -nim, etc.'
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Chapter 6 – Family
Yoon
Jae-hee moved to the United States and became Jay Jenkins.
"Would
you mind if I became your father?"
His
stepfather, Henry Jenkins, had taken good care of Jay from the beginning of his
relationship with his birth mother, and Jay desperately studied English. He
didn't want to be an obstacle to his mother's desire for a fresh start.
Through
their efforts, Jay opened doors in his heart that had been closed, and the
family lived happily ever after.
"They
said she died in a car accident."
"What
should we do......"
"She's
remarried, right?"
"What
about the kid?"
But
their brief happiness ended when her biological mother, Jeong Yeonjae, died in
a car accident.
Tied
on paper, but not by blood. People gossiped about the dark-haired Asian, who was
not his biological son.
'Will
it be okay like this?'
Jay,
precocious for his age, was horrified by his situation.
Jay
already thinks of Henry as his father, but will he? Even though their
connection, Jay's birth mother, is dead?
"Why
don't you just send him to Korea, he's not even yours."
"Mother,
don't say that."
Late
at night, Jay overheard Henry and his mother whispering.
'Maybe
he doesn't want to live with me.'
Young
Jay had kept it in the back of his mind that he was to blame for his family
discord in Korea.
"Son,
are you okay?"
"I'm......"
In
the United States, without a mother and no one to call his relatives. Thinking
he was all alone, Jay locked himself in his room.
But
Henry Jenkins wasn't about to let his son like that.
"Jay!
JJ! Come here!"
Unsure
if this sudden call was to tell him to go back to Korea, Jay headed to the
garage and waddled over to his father, who was working on an old car.
"Help
father. Can you pick up that thing?"
"This
one?"
"Yeah.
What's the name of that tool?"
Jay's
mouth didn't open, but Henry waited impatiently for an answer.
"It's......
I don't know."
"If
you don't know, you're about to find out. Now, this is something called a
wrench."
He
took the wrench from Jay's hand, but Jay didn't feel the coldness of the metal.
It was slightly warm, probably because his father already holding it.
"Can
you put it in here and turn it?"
Jay
clumsily tightened the screw, but Henry praised him for a job well done,
boosting his confidence.
They
went camping, went to sporting events, and occasionally played catchball.
Until
now, Henry never said anything like 'Cheer up'. He didn't bring up his birth
mother, he just spent time with him.
Eventually,
much of the sadness and depression that had plagued Jay had disappeared.
That's
why he wanted to be like his father. So that if he had children of his own one
day, he could be as supportive as Henry Jenkins.
"Hyung,
how's it going?"
"Good."
"We
should have come when the flowers bloom......"
The
opportunity had come unexpectedly early. Yoon Jay looked at the back of Yoon
Dojun's head as he excitedly took the lead.
He
didn't have a lot of affection for his sudden half-siblings, but that didn't
mean he didn't want to get along with them.
It
may be because of the bloodline, and maybe because of the guilt towards the
kids of that age.
As
an adult who had already suffered a loss, it bothered him that his younger
siblings hadn't properly organized themselves with their busy schedules.
'Maybe
it's just pointless nonsense.'
Yoon
Dojun seemed to be doing okay. He heard from Park Hyun-ah that Yoon Dojun was
very bright and had a good mind.
"You
come here often, don't you get tired of it?"
"I've
never been to Gyeongbokgung Palace before."
"Really?"
"Just
because I live nearby doesn't mean I go there often."
True
enough. Yoon Jay took in the beautiful scenery of the Palace.
And
whenever he could, he spent time with Yoon Dojun, just as his father, Henry
Jenkins, had done.
"Did
father against it when you and Dohwa said both of you were going to be an
idol?"
"He
was very against it. I've never seen him so angry like that."
Probably
because of me. Yoon Jay looked at the Han River bridge, which was now lit from
the edge. It was quite a sight, shining brightly up and down in the water.
"But
he liked it after we debuted."
"Really?"
"He
checked out our entire stage. In the end, he said he will always cheer us from
the sky......"
Yoon
Dojun's voice was getting shaky. He bowed his head deeply.
"I
want to see father......"
I
patted his shoulder as he sobbed with his face between his knees.
After
wiping away the tears, Yoon Dojun quickly brushed the tears away and stood up.
I saw a genuine expression on his face, not a forced smile, so he must be okay.
'Now
it's Yoon Dohwa's turn.'
Yoon
Jay, who was working out in the training room at Wings Company, jumped out of
his seat. Yoon Dohwa's complexion brightened with a small encouragement when he
tapped the back of her hand, but he had to try something else.
"Hey,
Taeyang."
"Huh?"
"What
do high school girls usually like?"
Choi
Taeyang's expression became strange. Should he bring up Yoon Jay's je*k
behavior theory after hiding it for a while?
Reading
that expression, Yoon Jay furrowed his brow. Why is he looking at me like that?
"Don't
think of anything strange. I want to give it to my little sister."
"Ah,
really?"
Good,
then. Choi Taeyang picked up the dumbbells where he left off, and Jung
Seung-woo, who was working out next to him, interrupted.
"Tteokbokki."
"Tteokbokki?"
"The
super spicy one."
"Ugh."
What
do you mean, by 'super spicy'? ......Yoon Jay made a groaning sound.
He
once ate together with his co-workers. And when they found out that he couldn't
eat spicy food, they kept looking for spicy food.
"Let's
have stir-fried octopus for lunch tomorrow."
"Shall
we? What do you think, Hyung -nim?"
"Can
I resign from this job?"
Choi
Taeyang and Jung Seung-woo giggled at Yoon Jay, who they thought was perfect,
but it turns out he also has weaknesses.
"Do
Koreans like to torture themselves?"
"Did
you know that if you keep eating it, your Korean DNA will reawaken?"
"Never
mind."
Isn't
that kind of taste established when you're young? Trying to serve it to someone
who's already over thirty will only make you sick.
[Have
you eaten yet?]
[I
need to adjust my diet].
Yoon
Jay frowned, thinking of Yoon Dohwa, who hadn't eaten properly even at their
father's funeral.
'What's
the point of adjusting your diet if you didn't eat anything......'
He
scattered the business cards he had haphazardly stuffed into his pockets on his
desk and shuffled them like a deck of cards. Let's see, is this the business
card I got from Yoon Dohwa's agency?
"What's
all this?"
"Huh......
Hey, Seung-woo, isn't this a famous agency?"
"Wow.
As expected from Hyung -nim."
Choi
Taeyang and Jung Seung-woo picked up the business cards he had lined up one by
one and looked at them curiously.
***
Jang
Min-chan, the senior manager in charge of the group, Flava, received a call
from an unknown number.
(Hello.
Is this Jang Min-chan -ssi's number?)
"Who
is this?"
(This
is Yoon Jay. I'm Dohwa's half-brother.)
"Oh,
hello."
Jang
Min-chan's demeanor quickly became polite. Yun Dohwa's half-brother had a way
of sucking in his gaze as soon as he saw him. Even though it was a funeral, he
forgot his dignity and handed over his business card.
'With
that vibe and appearance, he'll be popular in no time.'
Just
as he was lamenting the lack of communication, he showed up as a bodyguard.
With a quick move and a lot of sense, the community became noisy.
After
all, everyone's eyes are the same. Besides, he's still a non-celebrity, and if
he's this topical......
"By
any chance, did you consider our proposal?"
(Not
really, but I need a favor for you about Dohwa.)
It's
okay. Jang Min-chan was disappointed, but his expression turned serious when he
heard Yoon Jay's voice.
'We
want to let her rest, too.'
She's
a popular member of the group, has a lot of scheduled work, and she insists
that she's fine. However, Yoon Dohwa's recent precariousness made the people at
the agency feel serious.
"Hey,
kids. Is everyone here?"
"Huh?
What's going on, Manager?"
"Dohwa,
eat this."
Yoon
Dohwa nonchalantly took the bag from Jang Min-chan, who had raided the
moxibustion practice room. The warm heat, the pungent smell that made her
swallow her saliva.
"Tteokbokki
makes me gain weight......"
"Today
is cheating day."
"Is
that okay?"
"Yes.
It's a lot of food, so let's eat together."
The
kids are pretty good about keeping themselves in check, so he is sure it'd be
fine for the day.
Jang
Min-chan chuckles when Yoon Dohwa notices the note taped to the top of the
package.
"Your
half-brother bought this for you."
"The
handsome one?"
"Daebak."
While
the members chuckled and giggled, Yoon Dohwa stared at the text of the note.
(Don't
push yourself too hard. Enjoy your meal.)
It
was a simple sentence, but it somehow energized her. Meanwhile, the members sat
down on the floor and laid out the food.
"Eonni,
let's eat together. We can get fat together."
"That's
right."
"They
say eating spicy food relieves stress."
Yoon
Dohwa's gloomy mood was felt by all the members.
Yoon
Dohwa sat down wordlessly and popped a tteokbokki into her mouth. It had been a
while, but the spiciness was just right.
"......Spicy."
Her
jaw clenched as she kept putting the rice cakes into her mouth. She was trying
to hold back tears. She felt like she was going to cry even more because the
members knew she was crying but pretended not to notice.
"Manager."
"Huh?"
"Can
I take a break?"
"Of
course, please do."
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[Full
Story] Flava Yoon Dohwa temporarily suspends her activities (Official)
└
That's it.
└
What's wrong?
└
She needs to get some rest because of her father's death.
└
Ah... (agree)
└
Fu#k all the basta#ds who are saying 'She is taking a break already??'. She is
only 18 years old.
└
I didn't like it when people acted like shit just because she is an idol.
He
wondered why she'd sent him a message asking to hang out with her instead of
Yoon Dojun.
Yoon
Jay went to work with a slight smile on his face.
"Oh,
the popular person has come."
"What's
up? Don't you look very good?"
"......What
is it?"
The
atmosphere in the office was strange. It seemed everyone here teasing and happy
for him. Yoon Jay pushed his way through the crowd near the monitor and stared
at the screen.
—
Has anyone seen the handsome bodyguard from WonderCon’s red carpet?
└
I did.
└
He's so fu#king handsome.
└
It was a great sense to cover up the skirt.
└└
It's not very sensible. Haha. That's a female bodyguard manual.
└└└
But a lot of people don't do it, right?
└
And the response time was just amazing.
—
Have you seen the preview photos of the bodyguard on Sons?
└
But is it okay to post pictures of regular people?
└
There were a lot of people who took his pictures.
└
Even reporters took pictures.
└
Has he already had a Homma?
└
Dancers also have fans, so how can it be any different with bodyguards?
When
I was wondering why everyone was teasing me like this, I came across a post
that summed it all up.
There
was a wide variety of my photos taken by Homma, close-up cameras, and capturing
people's reactions.
It
became so famous that the media organized and posted a separate video called
'Wings Company Bodyguard's Fancam'.
What
my co-workers paid attention to was the last part.
—
I think I found that bodyguard. Isn't this him?
└
Oh, I think that's him. Right?
└
His physique. Hehe.
└
How did you find this?
└└
I've been a fan of Goddess Emma since her debut.
I
used to work as a freelance bodyguard to pay the bills when I was in a fire
training institute. How did they find this picture? Yoon Jay chuckles.
"When
did you become Emma Stewart's bodyguard?"
"A
while back. She wasn't that famous back then."
"Wow.
So, you know a Hollywood star? And you get along well?"
His
co-workers laughed and patted him on the back.
The
atmosphere in the company was great. As Yoon Jay's image emerged in the
community, the company's name naturally came to light, and they've been getting
a lot of business lately.
"I
don't think it's good to be recognized......"
"Of
course, it is. Our CEO was in the Blue House and got so much attention, that's
why he started this company."
"Is
that so?"
Yoon
Jay turned his head to look at Park Chul-woo. The CEO was also a handsome man
with clean lines.
"Do
I look better now? Right?"
"Of
course, Mr. CEO!"
Park
Chul-woo smirked, and Jung Seung-woo rattled sincerely. Choi Taeyang frowned at
the temperature difference between them.
"Okay.
It's time to stop playing and get to work."
"It's
been a while since I've seen you."
Today,
they weren't the event security bodyguard, but an official security bodyguard.
Even CEO Park Chul-woo was on the scene.
We,
the bodyguards, didn't know who the person we were guarding was until the day.
That person was Cho Yoo-kyung, Vice Chairwoman of KE Group, a media and
entertainment conglomerate.
"Hmm?"
Yoon
Jay tilted his head as soon as he heard the name.
'I've
heard that name before......'
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