Criminal //Hyunchan

Chapter 3

[Hyunjin's POV]

Chan brushed my hair so nicely. I knew it was an absolute mess... I felt bad he had to do it. But he offered, so it made me feel a little better.

Once my hair was brushed, he pulled it into a ponytail and quickly tied it before letting me go. "All done."

I stand up, a little wobbly, but he steadies me with my hips. "Thank you." I blush. Why was I feeling this way? He made me nervous.

"Um, by the way, I have six roommates and two sons, so dinner's are hectic." Chan says in an awkward tone.

"Okay." I nod.

"But we should head downstairs before Jisung throws a fit and Jeongin gets scared." he grabbed my hand, making me blush even darker.

He takes me downstairs, and I see a hectic table. Two boys were sitting quietly, around the ages of six and ten, while there was a whole bunch of adult men fighting, throwing things, and yelling. I hide behind Chan... Violence! Violence! Don't let little me come out!

Chan cleared his throat and everybody stopped. Chan slowly pulled me out from behind him. "This is Hyunjin," Chan says.

I try to literally run away but he grabs me and rubs my back while hugging me. "no violence, no sexual talk, no cussing, and do NOT talk about work, especially with the kids here." Chan explains and sits me down next to him.

I barley even ate. I picked at the food, occasionally eating but every time I'd put a bite in my mouth, I would gag and almost spit it back up.

Nobody talked and after dinner, I tried to help clean up, but the guy I learned as Jisung, got sassy and said I couldn't. I jumped at it, and I just wandered around because Chan said he had to do some things. I changed into a hoodie and shorts before I started wandering.

I made my way to a huge window with a glass door to outside, with a pool.

I gasp, opening the door and running outside, giggling as I crashed with the grass. I giggled, rolling around.

"What are you doing?" a voice asks.

I turn around to see two boys. I felt embarrassed. "Uh, playing?" I say it more as a question than anything.

"Are you trying to seduce our dad?" the eldest asks.

"What does that mean?" I ask.

The boys pauses, looking at his little brother before coming over and sitting next to me. "What's your name?" he asks, "like, full name."

"Hwang Sam Hyunjin." I say it slowly.

"We've never heard of you..." the second boy sits next to the elder.

"So what's your boys names?" I smile.

"Um, I'm Bang Lance, and my brother is Bang Jacob. Our mother was American." the elder explains.

Smiling sweetly, I hold out my hands. "Nice to meet you two." I shake Lance's hand. "So, what are you guys interested in?" I ask.

"Sports!" Jacob smiled.

"I like piano." Lance bowed his head.

"That's amazing." I smile.

"What are you interested in?" they ask.

I froze... Then I remember the eight years that I've spent doing art. "Art." I say simply.

"Can we see?!" the boys ask.

"I don't have anything currently." I chuckle.

They whine and I giggle. They were absolutely adorable. They seemed really close. I wish I had a relationship like that with Taehyung. But he didn't like me either.

"Can you play wif us in my room?" Jacob asks.

A bright smile comes onto my lips. "Of course!" 

They grab my hands, leading me upstairs and down a hall. The door opened and my jaw dropped. "Wow." I gasp.

He had a huge flat screen TV, a toys area, a balcony, a huge bed, and things all over.

"This way, come see my Legos!" Jacob drags me over to a bin, and he opens the bin to show a whole bunch of Legos. I smile. "Wow." I whisper.