The next evening, the members dressed casually but nicely for their dinner at Han’s parents’ house. They piled into the van, chatting excitedly about what kind of food they’d be having.
Changbin
"Do you think they’ll cook a feast for us?" Changbin asked, rubbing his stomach in anticipation.
Han Jisung
Han chuckled. "Knowing my mom? Absolutely."
As they arrived at Han’s childhood home, his parents were already waiting at the door, smiling warmly. His mother rushed over to hug him tightly.
Mrs. Han
"Jisung-ah, my baby!" she said, squeezing him. "You look thinner! Are you eating well?"
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