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Chico Del Apartamento 512

a Kang Dae Ho x Hispanic!Reader love story…

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Chapter One ❀ Spring

“Si mamá, ya estoy en camino al mandado. Luego te llamo en la tarde cuando termino con todo.” You smile at your mother’s quick remark and begin to end the call.

“Bye, love you.” After hanging up, you focus back at your reflection in the mirror in your bathroom.

You were getting ready to head out to your grocery store nearby for a few items that your mother needed. Ever since you’ve moved out of the house a few years ago, your mother hasn’t stopped calling you.

Asking about your neighbors, your work concerns, even wanting to know your meals to ensure your health. You know she means well, and you’ve definitely have been patient with her, but you wished she entrusted you with living with yourself.

You live at an apartment complex in another city, still a drive away from your parents’ home. Near the building, there was a grocery store and mall that contained most stores you enjoyed.

You were content with the apartment and everything around it, so it was no surprise that you moved in there only a month after viewing it in person.

The grocery store nearby was El Rancho, a well-known Hispanic grocery store that you would always go with your mother. Since your mother knew the store was near your new place, she would send you to pick up a few items for her when she couldn’t.

So right now, you are applying a small amount of makeup before heading out for the day. It was still early morning and it just so happens to be your day off work. You had on a pair of jeans with a t-shirt, something simple for the day.

“Let me get my list and I’ll be ready to go,” you leave the bathroom and head for the kitchen, “if I can even find it.” You prepared a list of your groceries, including the items your mother needed herself.

A list has always managed to be your best method to remember what you need to pick up at the store. After finding it under a stack of papers inside a drawer, you grab your bag and head out the door.

Light wind and bright light greeted you as you walked out your place and locked the door. Spring was always your favorite season, and it was nice to have a mix of sunshine and wind. Last week was filled with rainy days, yet you’re glad it made way for the sun to shine today.

Your apartment is in the fifth floor, room number 510. The hallway upstairs displayed a view of the green trees, the swimming pool, and even the outside lobby centered in the middle of the whole building. You make your way across the hall, entering the elevator headed to the main floor.

Even the elevator itself was made of glass, sharing a glimpse of outside as well. You took this opportunity to take a picture of it and posted it on your socials.

Exiting the elevator, you are met with one of your friends outside her room. Kim Jun-hee, a young girl you met when first moving in. As far as you know, she’s been independent for a long time and befriends only a few people.

She stands in front of her place and opens the door when she glances your way. Her face now forms a smile at your appearance as you walk up to her.

“Hey Jun-hee, are you coming back from somewhere?” Despite having last spoken to her a few weeks ago, you know that she tends to have a few medical appointments in the early morning.

“Just getting back from my usual appointments, needed to look out for her,” she glances down at her growing stomach, “The doctors are saying I’m healthy and everything is fine.” You lower your gaze to where she has her hand over her stomach and smile her way.

There’s a small moment of silence before breaking it as you respond. “If you ever need anything, you know where I live. I’m going out right now, but let’s hang out sometime, ok?” Jun-hee eagerly nods her head in agreement and heads inside her place while you continue to leave the building.

‘I hope she’s better this time around…’

Since it was during the week, the grocery store wasn’t as packed as you had originally thought. You grabbed a cart and made your way inside to gather everything from your list. However, you didn’t get too far inside before you heard the elote man yell out to you.

“Que onda y/n! No quieres un elote, unos nachos, que se te antoja?” You walk up to the elote man, whose name you figured out was Andrez, and the smell of everything was very savory.

Truth be told, you didn’t eat much before leaving the house, and the food seemed too good to not get.

“Ahorita no gracias, pero mejor compro algo cuando termino con el mandado.” He gestures a thumbs up and tries catching the attention of other passersby. You let him be and continued your route to the aisles inside.

‘First thing, vegetables and fruits,’ you thought as you pulled up to the produce department. You grabbed the bags they have around and filled them with apples, oranges, chili peppers, and more.

At your mother’s place, you plan to cook a meal for her and catch up with one another for the day. It was a suggestion from your mother before you fully moved away, wanting to bond together. You didn’t mind it much before, but now it’s one of the most exciting moment you look forward to each week.

This week, it’s chile rellenos with rice and beans. So far, you’ve gotten the chili peppers, now to get the missing seasonings and rice grains since your mother was running out of some.

Looking up at the aisle number, you read the items they contain to quickly find the next thing on your list. It’s personally a great system for you since you wouldn’t want to waste time on an aisle that contains nothing you need. Along with that, you can go in order from one side of the store to the other.

“Aisle 4, canned food…ok this one has beans.” You head into the aisle and check out the different beans they have. Although they have canned beans, you prefer the bagged ones. Along with bagged beans, you pick up the bagged rice near it as well.

“Ok, ya por fin me puedo ir…” You headed to the register when you came across the carnicería, which is the meat section. Giving it some thought, you remembered that next week will be a carne asada for a small party at her place. You make your way through the crowd in front of the displays and grab your ticket. “Ahora hay que esperar,” you mumbled to yourself.

After what seemed like 30 minutes, they finally got to your number. “Si, me puede dar un kilo de arrachera? Sería todo, gracias.” They quickly bagged the meat and passed it to you.

You reached the registers and bought everything you originally needed from your list and will be using for today. Your cart was halfway full, a stronger push to take it outside and to your car. But you still didn’t forget what you mentioned to Andrez.

“Hola de nuevo Andrez, es tarde para comprar algo?”

“Ya llegue, mamá. Donde anda?” You place the last bags in the kitchen and close the door behind you. Your mother still didn’t appear, so you waited patiently and ate the last of your elote in the kitchen table. ‘Damn, he can really make a good cup…”

Your mother finally came into the kitchen as you soaked the beans and heated the chili peppers. “Y/n, is that you?” Your mother’s voice is heard and greets you. You walk up to her eagerly and embrace her with a kiss and hug. “Mamá, donde estaba? La estaba esperando.”

She takes a seat before speaking. “I was in the bathroom, I just finished chatting with Sonia. You remember her, right?” You nodded and asked, “Y como se la pasó? Todavia no le dice la vecina que le paso a su sobrino?”

Your mother was keen on also speaking with her friends, and god knows what these ladies chat about. Whatever they happen to talk about, your mother relaid all the details to you afterwards. In some cases, you do feel as though she should keep it to herself, yet some gossip is too good to deny. Besides, it sets the mood for a good conversation with her from time to time.

“Pues, yo le pregunté sobre eso, aver como está desde la última vez que hablamos. Y adivina que?” You looked back at her and nodded your head, “Que tiene en fin?”

“Le engañó a su mujer con otra.”

You gasp and questioned her for more, “Pero si están casados, como es posible?” She smiled at your response and added even more to the original statement.

“Dejo a la otra señora embarazada.”

You couldn’t take it, you needed to know more. “Ay no, pero cuéntame todo.”

“Bueno, me dijo que el ya le estaba prestando menos dinero a su mujer para la casa, y eso se le apareció bien extraño…”

After finishing her story, you can hear her chair scrape the floor and her footsteps making their way to you. “Here, let me help you mija.” She makes a move to flip the peppers, yet you reluctantly allowed her this time. “Amá, yo puedo hacerlo, usted se puede esperar mientras hago todo la comida.”

By now, you’ve started the rice and heated the beans to cook as well. Your mother stayed by your side as you cooked and helped little by little. The quiet moment was over when your mother spoke up, “Y cuando te vas a encontrar una pareja? Ya me cansé de esperar para que tengas nietos.”

You truly loved your mother, yet you couldn’t keep on avoiding her questions regarding your love life. It’s not as though you haven’t given it some thought, yet you didn’t want it to be your only concern at the moment. You’ve just managed to move out, and that’s a huge milestone in your life.

With a sigh, you mumble an avoiding response, “You already know how I feel about that mamá, it’ll happen when it does, no se me preocupe.” While it was enough at the moment, you know she’ll bring it up again, perhaps even before next week.

She eyed you as you continued cooking, the food ready to be served now. “Ok, let me set the table, usted se puede sentar y yo le sirvo.” You grabbed the plates and silverware while she slowly made her way to the table. “You win this time, pero mejor hablamos de otra cosa.”

“Ok, mamá, pero ahorita vamos a comer y luego hablamos mas.” Table set, you place a full plate in front of your mother and made your own plate before sitting down next to her. “Oh, what would you want to drink?” You get back up and fill up two cups with each your desired drinks.

Your mother begins eating, pleased with her meal. She continued her previous conversation about her neighbor as you asked about it and even added your own input on the situation. Before ending the gossip session, she mentioned one last detail about her family.

“Sabes, la hija menor de mi prima se va casar, apenas le pidió matrimonio su novio la semana pasada.” You took your mother’s plate and yours to the sink. “Well, congratulations to them. Ya están hablando de la boda?”

She nods and continues, “Si, aunque no saben el día en que lo quieren hacer. Y también te digo esto porque ellos ya me dijieron que quieren que nosotras vamos a la boda.” You nod as you washed the dishes and place them on the rack beside the sink. “Yeah, we can go, solo me avisas cuando será la boda.”

In the kitchen you put up all the food in containers for your mother to heat up when she gets hungry later, but not before fixing yourself a plate to take home. “Y ese plato?,” your mother asks.

“Es para yo, ya luego me lo como o si no para mañana.” Your mother nods at your response and gets up from her seat. “Drive safely, no quiero que algo te pasa.” You could only playfully shake your head at her words. “Nada, me va pasar, siempre tengo cuidado.”

Before exiting her place, you hug and kiss her once more. “See you next week, I love you.”

You exit her place and get everything ready to leave the driveway. You wave goodbye to your mother as she watches you through the window.

‘Let’s go home…’

a/n: I really do wish to continue using Spanish, however I wonder if you readers would love to have a translation at the end of every chapter. It would be no trouble, and I want to make it a good experience for you all. Please do let me know!

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