#minhye.

it was a particularly difficult morning to deal with and jukan knew that his husband better than anyone ought to know the things that inflected minhye like nothing else. and for most of it, she was costumed to push forward and don't let it shatter her day-to-day but sometimes it wasn't as welcoming to be her as she was used to making it be. for starters, she wanted to scream at him for saying that, but she also couldn't the deny anything to that ridiculous face he had on; one that gave away the worry in his eyes and the usual brow frowned in comprehension. minhye got up from her feet irritated, it didn't help she was nineteen weeks pregnant but she managed it like it was a natural movement on her part. it wasn't like she didn't want to work, she just didn't have to when her husband was so good at his job and her employees were so understanding and driving, it was the perfect combination of the best team in the world and the most talented of bosses being under the same roof that was their house. minhye took a closer look at the conversation opened in jukan's laptop with the same inconclusive face she used to make for most the work things related, it was the best poker face she ever learned how to do and it often would come naturally when she was just thinking the most obvious things.

"he's being dramatic, that's not gonna work. tell him the contract is off." it was a bluff, of course, she wanted the client to take the bait and calm down to take whatever they were offering him and jukan knew that. now looking at the situation, him being way better at this type of stuff than she ever was, she realizes his whole play was just to get a better look at how was she doing and maybe involve her in some of the work so she wouldn't die of boredom. "you went to business school, i don't think i should be the one to tell you that." now he was also offering her the opportunity to tease him which would make her day regardless of the situation at hand when she looked back to take a look at his eyes, he was grinning back because he knew exactly what she was thinking. "i guess you actually do need me to remind you of you, so you're the idiot." and she was just having to much fun doing it. minhye gave him back the notebook, side-ways glancing at him while she made her way to the kitchen, since she was already up she could at least keep herself busy trying to make lunch.

rather than a pain in the ass being pregnant twice now proved to be quite the boring activity, she was already way beyond knowing the basics, and this time at least they didn't have the separation of a virus between them so they could both involve themselves in and out of the basics principles of being parents. luckily sunny was the sweetest child in the world, she wouldn't complain about not being in her mother's arms all the time although minhye would still hold her all the time even when she supposedly wasn't advised to. and jukan was a great dad, he proved himself to be the most caring and best partner she could ever ask for, although knowing as he always had been for the entire time of their relationship she never once questioned his ability to be exactly whom he was. and of course, they kept struggling to accept the fact they were in there once again, this time two in the way, but it was as chaotic in the way only they could make it. they would delegate shores, divide to conquer, and seize the moments — tasks that proved efficient with time. they were better partners in life than they could ever be anything else so having a business together while being parents together also, were all together: the prime quest of their life.

half way through looking at what they had in their fridge while listening to what jukan had to say, minhye gave up with her hands in the way. "give that, ill handle it! you make me lunch." she demanded, interrupting his monologue and sitting in the stall of the kitchen counter, kissing him quickly on the lips as she did so. she shifted her attention to the computer in front of her, smiling widely. "yes, come to mama." typing furiously, she wasn't even preoccupied in falling right into jukan's trap when in fact she was immensely happy with him for it. she would kiss him all over later, do whatever he wanted... a change of heart quickly as ever, she was feeling incredibly cheerful now.

                     years ago the feeling of missing home was one that minhye did not expect to experience ever in her life. in fact, she was not the kind of person who would go around feeling the sorrow of the things that happened in her life and around her, she was used to fighting to overcome whatever the universe threw at her because that was her best coping mechanism. it was no use trying to figure out why that was probably her motto, as living each day a new comedy inspired by the tragedy of yesterday. but nothing was as much rewarding as taking that plane back to south korea with her newborn, she was much herself a new woman, one that saw the death in the eyes and said not today, champ. with a victory in her arms, a thriving new perspective in life, and the not so bad company of jukan. it was days now between waking up in the middle of the night, breastfeeding, tiresomeness, tried to look presentable for videos and all at once just being grateful for being in the place she knew she belonged. one with her dogs that she could call home. not once in new york she saw the beauty portrayed by her own vision waking up to the birds chipping — the green leaves of her backyard burying the vision of the new glowing sun of the other side of the world, the one she loved more than any other sun around. they were still slaves to the jet leg after almost a years spend in the united states that were probably something to expect from their new routine, but after sleeping so much in the hospital sick and then being pregnant, annoyed and completely tired locked up in an apartment — the last thing minhye wanted was to collapse into the old days. the best part of being back, despite everything else she already thanked for all the time, was the sleeping hazard next to her in her bed. jukan had a very weird sleeping habit of laying on his back and wasn’t the type of person to sleep with his mouth open, so for most, it was almost like he was dead and waking up to someone who looked like they were in a coffin had become extremally alluring with time. throwing her weight on his belly and lying on top of him almost completely to wake him up, minhye was still trying to do the least kind of noise not to set up sunny still peacefully sleeping in the crip a few feet away. — she was still too attached to let her sleep in her own room. that was what jukan said, but she knew he was too just used to all their cuddling after their baby girl was born. hugging his body down her now, minhye used of her charms to keep cuddling, suddenly the waking him up with a million forced kisses all over his face. when he finally started protesting like he was used to, she just stopped to appreciate the view of his face all covered in debating whether or not he should push her away. ‘ don’t fight it, you knew what you were signing up to. ’ she whispered with a melodic still rusty voice, then throwing herself to kiss him on the lips a few more times. jukan could finally put a stop or just gave up to it, either the rest of the party came running into the room like a pack of wild wolves who found their favorite toy. raiden — the once puppy minhye adopted in new york to keep their company after months of being imprisoned, as she would call it — jumped in bed like he was the owner of the godamn house, interrupting the moment to steal all the attention to him and cuddle around jukan. no other way than stopping on the account, she began petting god morning to raiden in the bed while they were all still so close together. ‘ hey, i was the one who took you in! if it were for him you would be still all alone in the horrible, horrible country. ’ she still shut her voice to the minimum careful of sunny’s sleep, playing with her dog that was trying to bury himself in jukan’s face. being able to deal with all that amount of kids was not easy, but it was for sure one of her favorite things to do discover in life proving that their so-called home was yet to get the days even better and better — perhaps this was then the universal message of the destiny for her though, it wasn’t nothing she couldn’t handle after all. 

9. If they were to make a timeline with their life events, which ones would they list? Which would they leave out?

why would i make a timeline of my life events? what for? am not dying, am i? this seems like one of those 50 facts about me videos that i thought about doing it and never did. anyways, for the ones i would leave out you can see my video talking about my mom’s suicide on my channel, because i already talked out that so it would be a topic i would most definitely skip, you can also go ahead and subscribe to my channel so then each video you get a random life event about my life that you totally didn’t ask for but that i shared just because. 

10. What was the hardest lesson they had to learn as they got older?

that’s dogs die, some cheese does go bad and romantic comedy genres are mostly implying girls to think that their life could be like that, when in fact it’s just creating a conception over romance and a fairy tale for women in general. it’s a harsh world, but it’s okay we can laugh it all with good humor and lots of… i was gonna say sex, but i gotta be family-friendly because i don’t want youtube to strike me so… food. 

name of your favorite playlist?

Fifa 14-17. what? it’s a good playlist. and no, i don’t play fifa.

obsession from childhood?

eating my nails? oh, yeah i’m still a gamer so… videogames. don’t play them, kids, it’s gonna eat your brain or is just gonna get you a job on youtube, most times is both.

top five favorite vines?

‘pepsi bottle? coca cola glass? i don’t give a damn.’.... me, ‘we all die, you either kill yourself or get killed.’ the kind of existential crises i got through, ‘so no head?’ this one looks exactly like jukan, ‘why you mad? why you sad? when you can be…  GLADE’, and last but not least ‘don’t fuck with me! i have the power of god and anime on my side!’

most used phrase in your phone?

f*ck you. i’m sorry too graphic? so it’s ‘i’m a taurus’, that’s just regular words of mine though.

            ‘ maybe if your dick was bigger, you could fit as much as wider in many other fields. it’s sad that we all have to content ourselves with little huh?! but i guess that’s just how life works, am i right? ’