Family (Ha Sisters) – Family Service

* Family (Ha Sisters) – Family Service (1)

Morning arrives, and in the familiar living room, three women blankly exhale. Yeowon, with her languid eyes, long hair, and impressive bust, sits on the center of the sofa watching TV. Seowoo, with her long legs and alluring thigh line, twists the end of her tied-back hair with her fingers, resting her head on her older sister Yeowon’s shoulder. The youngest, Haeun, makes use of her petite height, burying her head in Yeowon’s lap, doing nothing with lifeless, rotten eyes.

All three seem to have no intention of changing clothes, creating a quiet atmosphere as if they were in a vegetative state in their underwear. Haeun makes a sound, takes her face out of Yeowon’s lap, looks at the comments on recently uploaded videos and photos on her phone, giggles, sighs again, and buries herself back in Yeowon’s lap.

“””Haaa…”””

A simultaneous sigh.

The reason can be easily guessed.

“He said he’s coming today, right…?”

“Yeah…”

“It’s not like he’s been gone for months, why are we so listless…”

Chest size, height, age-all different, but the sisters, connected by blood, wore the same dejected expressions. They’ve been like this ever since Junseo left to go to the village. They order delivery for meals, clean only minimally, and even greeted the ajumma-nims and ajusshi-nims who came to complain about the last incident in their underwear, sending them away.

Beyond lethargy, they’re in a soulless state. It hasn’t even been a week, and they’re already like this-they find it funny themselves. They vaguely understand why Junseo’s mother became so hysterical because of her husband’s affair. Of course, they wouldn’t bring it up in front of Junseo, but that was their true feeling.

“Heeuuuuh…”

This time, Yeowon picks up her phone instead of Haeun. A text alert rings. It’s mostly protest emails starting with the phrase 「Junseo’s mother, please explain yourself!」 and including things like 「Your behavior is disrupting the apartment’s atmosphere!」. But Yeowon doesn’t even blink, tapping on her phone and sending 「What’s the problem with having sex when we’re not even blood-related?」, immediately hitting back.

The result of sending that text.

Of course…

Tring! Tring! Tring! Tring!

The phone rings incessantly as if screaming 「Answer the phone, you bitch」. But Yeowon seems to have no intention of answering, slipping the phone into her bra and starting to enjoy the vibrations. Using a phone as a vibrator is such a perverted act, but her languid younger sisters don’t scold her; instead, they frown at the noise.

“Unni, that’s too loud…”

“What can I do… These ajumma-nims are persistent…”

“Can’t you turn off the alarm?”

“No. Junseo might text.”

“Why are those ajumma-nims so concerned about you, Unni? Are they lesbians or something?”

Meddling in other people’s family affairs is an ajumma-nim trait. They’re making a fuss about the apartment’s atmosphere and advising them to stop their inappropriate relationship, even though they weren’t caught having sex outside-it’s none of their business, yet they’re getting so worked up. On the other hand, the ajusshi-nims who used to chase after Yeowon gave up quickly, thinking she’s always been like that since they knew she had an exhibitionist streak.

“At first, the reaction was fun, but it’s slowly becoming depressing. I want to be with Junseo like the ajumma-nims say, but he just goes out and doesn’t come back. I knock on the door, thinking it might be Junseo, but when I go out, it’s ajumma-nims I don’t even know hissing at me. I can understand people I know, but where did these strangers come from?”

“There are always people who cut off the beginning and end of the story and only listen to what they want to hear. Whether we’re blood-related or not doesn’t matter; they just hate the fact that we’re fucking their son.”

“But the age gap isn’t that big…”

“If they understood that, wouldn’t they stop harassing us?”

“I guess so~?”

After that short conversation, the three people lift their heads to the sky again.

“””Haaa…”””

It’s a sigh they’ve done dozens of times today, but they don’t get tired of it. The three people are relaxed, as if they have no motivation or intention to do anything. They hope Junseo comes back soon. While they’re blankly thinking that, there’s a sudden knock on the door, and someone jumps up.

“!”

“Ah?!”

Without thinking, Yeowon shoves her phone into her bra and rushes to the door, flinging it open. Haeun, who was buried in her lap, falls to the floor from the force, but she doesn’t even care. All that matters to her is Junseo’s return.

“Junseo-ya?!”

“Yeowon’s mother! Don’t just text, come out and talk!”

“Ah, no.”

Kung!

But of course, it’s not Junseo who came home.

Well, yeah.

Junseo can open the door with the door lock and has the key.

“Is that ajumma-nim here again?”

“Yeah.”

“Isn’t that ajumma-nim just pretending to be angry? Now that I see it, I think she came to hear what we’re doing.”

“She’s just verbally attacking us, but she’s actually excited to hear about it?”

“Exactly. She likes 막jang dramas, right? She came to listen to our story and use it as a snack?”

“Doesn’t she have anything better to do?”

An unknown ajumma-nim is banging on the door from outside, shouting 「Junseo’s motherrrrr!!!!」, but they’re used to it now. They leave her alone, thinking she’ll leave in a few minutes, and sure enough, the hallway soon becomes quiet. Yeowon is blankly standing there with an expression that says she doesn’t know why she’s being bothered so much when they’re not even close. But then she notices another strange sign.

「Ah, please let go of me. Let me go home.」

「You! You’re just the person I wanted to see! How can you shamelessly walk around with your head held high after doing such things?! I felt sorry for you when I heard your father passed away, but what kind of kid does such things?! Aren’t you ashamed of your dead father?!」

「What are you talking about, you crazy person. Why do you care who I fuck?」

「You’ll get arrested if you keep doing that, you crazy bastard! Either move out or stop ruining the apartment’s reputation!」

「What will get me arrested? What country arrests people for fucking their boyfriend, you bitch. It’s not like I’m fucking my own mother. Ah, please get out of my way. Let me open the door.」

「You’re a real cocky bastard, aren’t you? Who are you calling names?!」

「Who are you calling a bastard, you menopausal bitch.」

The sisters slowly lift their waists at the quiet voices coming from the hallway. The voice is obviously Junseo’s. He must have been caught by the unknown ajumma-nim guarding the entrance and is being harassed. Harsh words are being exchanged, but it doesn’t seem to be escalating into violence. Soon, the door lock beeps.

벌떡!

With that sound, the sisters simultaneously get up and stand in front of the door just before it opens. They don’t care if there’s an ajumma-nim outside, wagging their butts up and down like dogs welcoming their owner. They don’t seem to be in their right minds.

“Oh, geez. I wonder if I shouldn’t have revealed it.”

Junseo opens the door, unaware that the three people are happily in dog mode.

“Huh?”

“Aigo!”

“””…………”””

As soon as the door opens, there are three women lined up in their underwear, so the ajumma-nim who was fighting with Junseo speaks in a dumbfounded tone. Junseo, on the other hand, looks momentarily flustered and surprised, but soon regains his composure and tries to close the door, but it’s blocked by the persistent ajumma-nim’s hand.

“Who said you could close the door?! I saw everything in this disgusting house! Huh?! I saw everything! You guys are in big trouble now!”

“Ah, you’re really being a pain in the ass until the end. Hey, Munyoung-a!”

“Yes.”

“Ah?! Who are you?!”

Munyoung, who was with Junseo or waiting outside, puts her hands under the woman’s armpits and removes her from the door. Only then does the door close, and the outside becomes somewhat quiet with the beeping sound of the lock. Junseo had no idea that this shit would be happening at the entrance when he barely returned from the village, so his face was grim.

“Junseo-yang!”

“You’re back?”

“Why didn’t you come sooner!”

With lines that seem rehearsed, the family clings to him in their underwear. They take off the black suit Junseo is wearing and even rummage through the red shirt inside, rubbing their bodies against him. The sight is more like pigs raised by humans showing their reaction when they meet their master than a family.

“Hoo………”

Junseo sighs deeply, wondering what he thinks of his family.

It’s the same sigh as the sisters from just now.

That’s why they hesitated and stepped back…

“Junseo-ya?”

“First, take off everything you’re wearing.”

Despite Junseo’s slightly angry demeanor, they honestly and happily followed his command.