The plane lands in the serene morning in South Korea, heels clacking against the tiled floors, sunglasses pushed up her nose bridge, glossy pink lips and a designer skirt flowing in the air as the lady looked around for the dearly familiar face from the gates of the airport. 

Canada to South Korea flight, has landed, boomed the voice form the announcement. 

It was Giselle. 

The long awaited delayed appearance of the mysterious cousin who also couldn't attend influential Jay and Hana's wedding, Giselle. 

Not the same blood, abroad cousin who stands tall and is half a decade younger than our Jay. 

"Yah! Giselle!" Her eyes perked at the sound of his dear voice, the voice she only heard over calls when he was forced to answer because of his mom. 

If only she'd get the idea. 

"JAY!" Overly excited, the girl scurried over to Jay, barely sparing a second as she settled her suitcase beside before launching onto his neck for a hug, startled Jay was helpless as to where to put his hands. 

Certainly not anywhere below her back. 

He struggled to breath, not only was her grip immensely strong, but so was her perfume even after a 12 hour flight. 

"Jay! How are you, doing well?" She asked, her happiness a little too concerning. "You've become so handsome, so tall than what I've seen on calls," She said, patting his forcep. 

He smiled nodding, appreciating the compliment as they moved out, him carrying her rather almost light suitcase. "How is Canada, Aeri?" 

"Good, the food was nice, the weather, ugh, too good to be missed." Aeri went on and on as Jay gladly listened to her blabber about Canada, almost tempting him to go as well. 

"That's good to hear," 

"You should visit, I'll show you around! Anytime, my workload's a little slow now, finally" She sighed, his eyes glittered at the very idea of really going. 

"Hana would love to see the place, we'll see soon." Jay smiled, the image of her pretty smile already in his mind, under snow in a big coat, making her seem so huggable. So fuckable. 

Disgusting Jay! Such dogshit thoughts I'm having. 

"Hana?" Jay nodded at her voice, happy to talk about her. "Of course, my wife." Jay answered her unasked question. He didn't pay much heed, giddy as he is. 

"Oh, Hana" She laughed the situation off, reprimanding herself she had not even the idea of the person's name she's going to live in for a week. 

Hana. . . 

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In the overly silent house which only aided to Hana's overbearing thoughts, chewing on the insides of her mouth as she awaits for Giselle to arrive with her husband. She was overly concerned. 

Giselle was only a cousin. 

Weirdly enough, much younger than her, she needn't fret so much, right?

Snapped out of her thoughts, she heard her phone ring. 

Jay 👴 calling. . . 

She moved her hand quicker than a McLaren pit stop, immediately to her ear. "Jay? Is everything okay?" Her voice came out more worried than she anticipated to be. 

Woah lady, chill. The voice in her head taunted, Jay on the line however just giggles, "Yes my love, open the door please, I forgot the keys" Hana stopped herself from slapping her forehead, sometimes it's like Jay does such just for her attention. 

He's just a grandpa otherwise. 

She rushed down towards the door, her feet paused infront as her body jerked straight, she quick inhaled a deep breath, pushing her thoughts away before her hand reached the knob, opening to the world.

Her gut just wasn't on the same page as she wanted to believe. 

Her eyes met with unfamiliar brown ones, small, sharp, and definitely challenging right back at her. She quickly forwarded her hand however, hoping they weren't clammy as they exchanged greetings, while the man went in and plopped the luggage in the hall. 

"Wonderful to see you all well, Giselle." Am I pronouncing your name right? Hana wanted to ask. However her worries melted ever so little by seeing Giselle smile and nod back, looking rather comfortable. 

"Right back at you, onni. Good to see my Jay oppa's good ol' wife!" Giselle laughed politely, her hand reaching to pat Jay's shoulder who smile in return, oblivion to his wife's emotions. 

"Right. .?" Hana muttered, clueless of how to respond to such words. 

They're cousins, of course they'll be as comfortable as they are to Jay and try to be with me. 

I need to man up and smile more, she seems quite sweet. I needn't seem rude. 

"Please sit, I'll bring over refreshments! I've prepared them, of course" Of course I did, what if you overly health conscious? 

Ah! Shut up!

"Hana? You okay sweet?" Jay's brows furrowed in worry, consequently gaining Giselle's attention as well. Hana mentally slapped herself. 

"Yes! Yes, I am. Zoning out, so sorry. Be back." 

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