Volevo Un Gatto Nero ➳ Taegyu ✔

2. Anata Wa Kawai

A/N: This is a whole famous house in Beverly Hills lol. But imagine their house looks like this because I think it looks cool.

Beomgyu looked at the house, holding the paper tightly in his shaky hand. What if Taehyun was joking? What if this was a complete stranger's house? He wouldn't be surprised if it was Taehyun and friends' house though. They seemed rich, if that made sense.

Insanely rich.

The driveway was huge. God knows what kinds of cars were in the multiple garages. And the fact that a lot of the walls were made out of glass would give you the first clue that this house was insanely expensive.

He got out of his car and walked up the sidewalk to what he could only hope was the front door. He rung the doorbell, feeling his heart literally hurting at how hard it was pounding against his chest.

"Oh, it's you. Taehyun said you would be coming." He looked at who was standing in the door, sighing in relief when it was just one of the other members of their group, Hongjoong. "Follow me."

Beomgyu followed him inside and looked around. Already, he could tell this thing was a maze. Everything was either white, grey, or black and the floor was made of white and very light grey concrete. Nearly the entire back wall of the house was open to the huge backyard that Beomgyu noticed had a big pool. And everything was just open. The hallways looked to be neverending, doors and staircases everywhere, and the glass walls...

These people don't know what privacy is apparently.

He followed Hongjoong throughout the house, through hallways, up stairs, more hallways, down more stairs, and finally, they stopped.

"This is his room. I hope you enjoy your stay here, and I'll see you at dinner."

Beomgyu watched him walk away in confusion. He had never really gotten to talk to him, so hearing his sophisticated dialect surprised him.

He knocked on the door, opening it after a soft "come in" was heard. Taehyun was sitting at his desk, typing something on his computer, but he turned to face Beomgyu, a pair of cute blue light glasses resting on his nose.

"On time. Good job. Usually people think they'll be on time, but the neighborhood and house are both hard to navigate through."

"I had a GPS. And then Hongjoong helped me..." he looked around at the large room. The floor in here was dark brown wood, his bed was different shades of white and grey, and again, the wall leading to the outside was glass. "You don't have privacy, do you?" He asked out of curiosity.

"Nobody in this neighborhood bothers each other. It's pretty safe." He went back to typing stuff on his computer and Beomgyu went to go sit on the edge of the bed, awkwardly fiddling with his fingers as he waited. "Kyoudai wa imasu ka?"