Careless | Park Jong Gun

Chapter 8

•After Class•

"Y/n, sleep." Gun demanded with seriousness.

Y/n, on the other hand, shaked her head slowly. Tiredness was evident on her eyes but she refuse to close them. Her arms tightly wrapped on Gun's toned and tattooed arm.

"You have class tommorow, right." Y/n nodded as an answer. "So sleep now."

She just shaked her head again. Gun can't help but let out a deep sigh. Y/n was being a hard headed that Gun didn't know what to do.

"Fine. I'll take my leave now." Gun gave up.

Y/n's grip on Gun's arm tighten even more. It was as if she feared he will leave her. That her comfort will be gone.

"Don't." A word slipped out of her mouth.

Gun didn't move, waiting for her to say something more. He waited for her to tell him why she doesn't want him to go.

"Please stay. I'm afraid." She said weakly.

Even her, she doesn't know why she is acting that way. It wasn't a big fight nor traumitic what she had with her mother. But seeing her face would always bring the nightmares she tries to hide. But her words brought back everything.

Every time she closes her eyes, she could see those creepy smiles they gave her. The fear that she had long forgoten would crawl back on her like bugs. She don't want to see nor feel any of those.

She could feel how Gun's muscles tighten. Gun let out another sigh before laying down beside her. He placed his arm behind Y/n's head.

"Now sleep, Y/n." Gun's low voice lingered into her ears.

"Goodnight, Gun." She snuggled into Gun's chest.

Inhaling his manly scent directly from his chest. The loud beat of his heart was loud and fast, and so is Y/n's. None knew whose beat is louder.

His chesiled chest pressed against her soft cheeks. Arms wrapped around her delicate body. Hugging each other in a cold night.

Y/n's breathing steadied, indicating that she was already asleep. Gun raised his hand and started stroking her hair.

When the morning came, Gun was already out of bed. The light from the window was blinding her closed eye. Y/n rubbed her eye before opening them.

"Y/n! You're back!" The door swung open.

Goo threw hiself into the bed, almost throwing Y/n on the floor. Goo's energetic jump was enough to bring Y/n out of her sleepy zone.

"The fuck you doing, Goo?" She yelled at Goo.

Goo just laughed loudly. "Waking you up."

Y/n straight ass punched him on the face. "Thanks."

"Ouch. Is that how you feel greatful?" He complained and massages his nose. "That hurt."

"What time is it?" She asked while tying he hair.

Goo looked at his wrist watch. "Six-thirty in the morning."

Her eyes widen. "I'm going to be late!"

"We know. Get ready, I'll being you to school." Gun's serious voice got their attention.

Gun turned his head toward Goo's direction. "Get off her bed, you mannerless bastard."

"And you have manners?" Goo asked sarcastically.

Instead of answering Goo's useless question, Gun pulled him out of the room. Y/n was left delerious inside of her room alone. Shaking her head before entering her bathroom.