𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 ✔

15

Jisung didn't realize he fell asleep until his body jolted awake due to the sound of something heavy being settled on the nightstand. He quickly looked to the right where the noise came from, seeing Changbin there, placing a bowl of steaming hot noodles there and a pair of metal chopsticks on the side. He was grateful that he was being fed actual meals.

The male had messy hair. The silver strands were scattered over his forehead with a few sticking in every which way, uncombed. The male looked physically drained with his eyelids hooded over his turquoise orbs. The visible frown was there and his clothing seemed more comfortable than the last time he saw him.

He wore a white t-shirt and a pair of dark green baggy pants. A simple chain hanging from his neck with a couple rings wrapping around the fingers of his left hand. He wore pure black tennis shoes to go along with his simple outfit. He was no longer wearing the silver, leather jacket and black gloves he had on last time with his blacked ripped jeans. It was a completely different vibe he was giving off now, but Jisung guessed he was just having a bad day today.

"Thank you for the food," Jisung thanked quietly, kind of intimidated by the male who has remained quiet the entire time.

The villain hummed in response, not willing to talk out loud. Jisung didn't know what else to say. Chan suggested for him to get along with Changbin, but it seemed as though it was Changbin who didn't want to get along with him. Even so, Jisung still tried.

"Excuse me? Are you the one that will be taking me to the mall?" Jisung pretended to not know so he could strike up a conversation as he sat up.

"Yes."

"Do you know when we will be going?" Jisung continued, happy that he actually got a response.

"No."

"Ah... I see. Why don't you know?" Jisung urged, visibly flinching when Changbin snapped his head towards him with a slightly squinted eyes.

"Are you always this talkative?" Changbin spat as he held his hands behind his back.

"I only asked three questions..." Jisung let out softly, hoping he didn't annoy the built male.

"So? I am pretty sure you would have known that already. You weren't that talkative when we first met," Changbin pointed out. "Enjoy your meal."

"Wait!" Jisung cried, making Changbin sigh before slowly turning back around to face Jisung.

"What."

"Ugh... you see. Chan said I should get along with-"

"How lovely. Not interested."

Jisung grumbled when Changbin walked away and exited the room. Well, he couldn't say he didn't try. Changbin was just a tough cookie. Maybe he will get along with him later, but now, no. Changbin and Jisung didn't know each other at all. Their relationship was prisoner and captor. Nothing more. Changbin seemed to want to keep that relationship.

Jisung crawled across the bed towards the nightstand where his dinner was. He was surprised he managed to sleep a few hours. It was already five in the afternoon, but Jisung knew he wasn't going to be able to sleep for some time now.

Jisung looked at the above average-sized bowl that was filled with a portion of Japchae. The steam radiated off the meal disappeared into the air, but the amazing smell filled his nostrils. It was a big portion, but it wasn't large. Jisung was glad that he was well fed during his stay here and that his captors knew how to cook. Or at least, he presumed they did.

Jisung quickly grabbed the metal chopsticks and began to stir his meal before taking the first bite. The taste was amazing especially with the large combination of cooked vegetables. Everything seemed to disappear when Jisung stuffed his chubby cheeks with the noodles. He was used to having the cats meowing and begging for him to give them food, but no. He was alone now.