YOUR OWNER |minsung|

Part 5

Han turned to Minho , with his face which was more look like a strawberry right now, even reddish

" why did you do that!"

"It didn't look like you didn't like it actually "

"I asked why, the reason"

Minho shrugged his arms as if he didn't know the reason, but he actually just wanted to see Han's reaction.

"take this as a rehearsal"

"rehearsal? You did this for first and last time."

"I told you not to argue with me sungie, and I told you yesterday, you need to play my partner tonight ."

" you didn't mention physical touches"

"You will definitely do what I tell you"

"never, you can't tell me what to do"

Minho put the plate of food in front of Han in a more aggressive way, the plate almost didn't break. He took a piece of paper from his coat and placed it on the table in front of Han. He raised Han's head toward him with his finger

"next to this signature is the meaning that I am your owner" he said in a more serious tone of voice as he killed Han with a scary look. He took the paper and placed it on top of one shelf in a folder

"Eat or it will cool down...... what  he wants now. Say it" after he gave Han a "command" he answered the phone. Han watched him and listened to what he was saying as he ate his lunch, minho circled the apartment as he talked on the phone touching everything

"can't he wait due tonight, there are literally 3 hours left until I see him there ..... is he really so obsessed, when will he arrive.... he's already in the hall? I'll take care of it, remind me to take more when Lucas brings"Minho hung up and went to his office. A regular customer should pick up another packet of Cannabis. For Minho , it wasn't a problem, but he didn't want Han to see what he was giving to the customer or his pervet sick customer to see Han. He took the packet from the drawer and hid it in his sweatshirt pocket. Along the way, he closed the door to the living room where Han was and stepped out the front. Of course Han wanted to hear what Minho was talking about and with whom, but he still didn't want to get in trouble. He wasn't afraid of Minho but he never wanted to get a creepy look from him again. Minho soon returned to the living room counting the money

"he's correct this time" Minho whispered to himself but Han heard him

"so you're a dealer"

Minho froze in a second, he put money on table , and looked at Han

"where did you get those crazy ideas"

"first of all , this whole apartment , second I know my price wasn't low because I'm a higher position after all , third there is about $ 3000 which is for about a medium level of drugs"

Minho was shocked but Han's clever thoughts but also wondered why he would know how much drugs cost

"where did you get that information"

"I could find out a lot from the clients" in fact" Han didn't want to say that because of  obsession with drugs  he ended up in a club with debts. Still, he doesn't trust him enough to tell him his past

"You just keep listening to things you shouldn't huh, you don't interfere in my work. And if you're done, you better go get ready, we should leave soon."

"I don't need 3 hours"

"we're not going to the club as first place now, just go, you'll find a white bag in the closet and there's clothes for tonight" Minho explained to Han what to do as a dog owner. Han felt that way, but he still didn't want to argue with him. He went to the room and took the bag out of the closet, but he was not thrilled with the choice of clothes

"Does he really want everyone to look at me in this ?!"