|Doom's Gibel|

Chapter Six

{Hyung~}

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Credits to Doom for opening the door of mess in my life.

My brain kept reminding me of his chicanery which made my pique go higher than Burj Khalifa.

I was so naïve that I couldn't even see over the horizon.

The instance he offered me a contract I should have known that there was more to it than what he showed.

Like who would offer you such tempting proposal without a guarantee that they will actually get anything in return, unless you are opening a charity.

And as far as I know Doom, he and charity work......don't look good in one sentence.

Three months.
Three months was all I had in my hands, to find a way for me to die without causing havoc to this world while protecting my precious ones.

Ding dong!

I slightly jerk when my doorbell rings.

The thought of Doom being the one behind the door made my body stiffen.
He was the  last person I would want to see right now.

I open the door and release a breath; it wasn’t him.

“Come in”, I lazily invite my guest

“Where is the excitement to finally meet your oppa after many years? I’m hurt”
“Years? We just met last week Tae. You’re always  exaggerating things”

He comfortably jumps in my bed and lies down.

We both shared the same coffee -brown eyes of our mother.
That was the one thing we had in common and it also happens to be the last.

Unlike me he had a Roman nose, tanned skin, square jaws and a perfect bilateral symmetric face.

To sum it up; from no angle did we look like siblings

“What was it you called me for?”, he questions
“I’m taking you somewhere, but before that let me freshen up”

“Is this some bro-sis quality time thingy? Aww I get it you missed me to death but you see I’m quite busy”

His cockiness reminded me of Doom.
They both had the same damn confidence.

I send him a cold glare

He immediately brings his index finger to his mouth, “Ummm...thinking about it taking a day off won't hurt. I would love to spend time with you”

I give him a bright smile, “I knew you could do that much for me oppa”
“Jesus I’ve got a devil diguished as my sister”, he mutters

“Hmm? Did you say anything?”
“Nope, lips are tightly closed”, he pulls the imaginary of his mouth

I grab a towel and my inner garments.

From the corner of my eyes I notice his face now has a mischievous smirk plastered, “Just so you know before doing anything, I too am in this room”

For the matter of fact I'm no saint- nah Saint too will understand what he was indicating to

“Shut up”, I throw a cushion on his face
As I enter the bathroom I hear him laughing.

Pervert

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When I’m done with my hygiene stuffs, I re-enter my room.