Unsollicited

Eighteen

Allison woke up first the next morning, her head throbbing from her headache and her stomach churning. She got out of bed as quickly as she could and ran to the bathroom, where she promptly got sick in the toilet.

Jin woke up from her running and followed her to the bathroom to hold her hair. "Yeah, that's what you get from trying to forget...." He sneers. Allison sighed and shakily sat on the floor in front of the toilet after flushing it. "Ugh.." she groaned as she leaned back against the wall.

He brings her some cold water from the sink. "Do you even remember things you did yesterday? Or why? Or what you've said?" Or what I said

She slowly nodded her head, "Yeah, I think I do.." she said as she sipped the water carefully. "Anything to say for yourself?" Jin kneeled before her and held up her chin. 

"No, I don't think I owe you any sort of explanation, just as you don't owe me one." She said.

"I'm not the one drunk as fuck last night..." "No, but I didn't do anything to you, so why should I have to say anything?" "I carried you to bed. I put you to bed." "I could have done it myself. I'm thankful you helped me, but do you really think you deserve praise for being a decent person?" She asked, her words laced with anger, still clearly upset with him. Jin shakes his head in a sigh. "Have you gotten any idea how hard it was yesterday for me? I had to keep myself from-" "From what?" "From- From-" He can't say it out loud. "Nevermind. Just, wash your face and make yourself fashionable." Jin walked out, trying to hide away his embarrassment. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he is constantly tempted to just take her again...

Allison sighed and pulled herself to her feet. She got cleaned up and brushed her teeth before making her way into the kitchen to get something to eat, settling on dry toast to try and calm her stomach. "Coffee?" He asks as he puts a cup in front of her. She shook her head, grimacing a bit at the smell, "I think it'll make me sick again." "No...it'll help you sober up... Besides the hangover... How are you feeling down there... stopped bleeding?"

She nodded as she tried to force herself to take a sip of the coffee, "Yeah, no more bleeding, I'm okay." "No pain?" "Nope. No pain." She said.

"I have a meeting today again... it might take long but I'll be home before dinner. Or at least I'll try..." "Oh..with IU?" She asked as she took a bite of her toast. "Yes...why?" Not liking her tone that much, he looked at her, sternly. "Just wondered." She said with a shrug. "Okay then. Stay off my soju stash from now on." He grabs them and hides them in the bedroom. "I'll message you if i'll be eating with you or Ji-Eun." "Got it." Allison mumbled as she felt her stomach churn again, getting up to throw her toast away before going back to the bathroom.

Jin walks to the door, leaving her behind. Somehow it feels good to have her act that feisty about him. I like it when she shows resistance and backbone. But I won't show. He grinned as he closed the door to leave to go to IU again. After getting sick again, Allison got in the shower and got ready for the day. She put on comfortable sweatpants and a shirt before going back to the couch to try and keep her mind busy.

IU is gasping for breath. Jin is kinda okay with his breathing. "That was-pant-amazing..." "I know..." He bragged to her. "I'm just perfect." He poses and IU laughs. "I should definitely train my stamina and endurance more... because I'm so out of breath." "That's okay, that's our charm." Jin winks. "Good work today." "You too." They say their goodbyes and he texts Allison that he'll be home for dinner. Allison saw the text and rolled her eyes. She didn't want to see Jin. She decided to go out for dinner, slipping out of the apartment before Jin could arrive home.

He comes home and notices she is out. He shrugs and places some delivery. When the delivery arrives, he give a bit to wardrobe 1 and 2 before going back inside, earning another shocked expression from both men. Jin eats his food in silence while reading up on some dispatch articles. "No one caught up on us yet. Thank god." He takes another bite of his food.