A/N: hi! I was intrigued with the prompts for #SuitfitCupid so I decided to try. I have a lot of catching up to do though.
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Prompt: "There's a stranger in my bed." (Last Friday Night - Katy Perry)
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Yoon Jin Ah trudged up the steps of her apartment complex because the elevator broke down. Again. Luckily, she was only on the fifth floor. However, 5 floors up is no easy task with a huge luggage, a carry on and a handbag in tow.
The trip to Europe was just what she needed to get over her most recent heartbreak. However, it has also depleted her savings which meant that it was budget meals for the next few weeks until she replenishes her funds.
"Maybe I should take on extra work, too. This 9-5 job does not sustain the lifestyle I want," she complained as she continued to pull the bags up the steps. Nope, being a manager of a coffee franchise was stable but not exciting and would definitely not allow her to travel again soon.
She needed a new gig.
But for now, she needed to climb this final flight of stairs so she can rest.
Thousands of grunts and groans later, she was finally at 522, her apartment door. Letting herself in, she put her bags away, took of her coat and prepared for a shower. Jin Ah was bone tired and all she wanted to do was sleep but she was also one of those who held her bed sacred and did not wish to bring any dirt on it.
So, shower it is.
It was late so she didn't turn on her bedroom lights since she had all she needed in the bathroom anyway. She ignored that strange scent she picked up when she first walked in her room. Musk.
Her room and whole apartment often smelled of food or flowers, which many of her visitors had picked up on so the manly scent threw her off a bit.
I'm tired. I must be imagining things, she thought.
She groaned again, but this time in pleasure as the hot water hit her tired skin. Washing away all the grime from the airport and the train and the walk up, she could feel her spirits starting to pick up. She treated her skin to her favorite magnolia scented lotion, dried her hair, and then stepping in the bedroom plopped down the bed to finally get some rest.
"AAAAAARRRGGGHHHHH!" Someone groaned loudly when Jin Ah landed on the bed... well, on someone on the bed.
"EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK! Help me! There's a robber in my house!" Jin Ah screamed. "Help! Help!"
"No. Hey! I'm not a thief! I won't hurt you!" The man, who was very tall and terrifying to Jin Ah, pleaded.
When she continued to scream, he held her. "Please! Emma Jung was the one who gave me this room. Please stop yelling!"
The familiar name made Jin Ah stop. "Emma?"
Emma Jung was a childhood friend she recently reconnected with when the former moved into her apartment building and was managing the place. Before Jin Ah could say more, her senses were hit with that scent again. Musk.
Now she knew it came from this man.
She pushed him off her, her hands landing on his chest. "Oh my god, you're naked!" Jin Ah screamed again.
"Shhhh! I'll get shirt just please stop screaming," he pleaded.
As he moved away to clothe himself, Jin Ah finally turned the lights on. There standing in front of her, eyes squinting at the sudden brightness, was the most handsome thief she had ever seen in her life.
He was now in a shirt and was putting on sweatpants on top of his boxers. Once done, he picked up his phone quickly and called into it, "Emma, what have you gotten me into? Why am I booked in the same room as another woman?!"
To be continued...
