LUST

[3] Weirdo

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Staying inside all day didn't bother me much. Eating junk food and bing watch on netflix all day was my speciality. The only thing that sucked was my nose being stuffed and the fact that I couldn't go 2 hours without any painkillers. God I hate swallowing pills.

On the other hand, Maki had rang and ranted about how she was right and how I should listen to her more often. I replied with hanging up, which earned a 'bitch' text message shortly after the phone call.

The only thing positive about this was 1. I don't have to go to work, and 2. I get to watch desperate housewives.

And then there was him. The guy I couldn't stop thinking about.

Gosh, his eeeeyes. It's literally making me sick how much I think of him. "he's bad news y/n". Fuck that.

I'm not really a relationship kind of girl. My ex cheated, my other ex left me touch starved and depressed. And you wanna know what? I gave them the whole world in exchange. I knew I shouldn't, I knew I deserved better. But I guess that's just how life goes for a people pleaser. I still put others first instead of myself, I've always done that, but for men? fuck no.

I don't consider myself a whore. I just have....needs. And after so many years of feeling like I'm not good enough for anyone, I just kinda felt like I deserved being the "bad bitch", "maneater" or whatever you call it.

anyways. Him. yes.

I think the only reason I keep thinking about him was because he was so mysterious. And I love mysterious men. there's just something about them that makes me tingle. And his height? to DIE for. When I said I hated men, I meant boys, but him? he's a real man for sure. His height confirms it, and its making me sick.

The sound of my door ringing erupted my thoughts. I quickly got up from the couch and put my dishes in the sink. God the apartment was a mess. I hope to god it's not my mother who's at the door. Speeding towards the door and dusting myself off as I walked, I started to unlock the door and was met by the door swinging open along with loud banter. great

"where's the soup? no, not that container- no the other one!"

"what other one? did you have to bring so many damn containers y/m/n?"

I mentally cursed as I stepped back and allowed my mother and father in. "hey dad, hi mom" I said giving them both a hug.

"I heard you were sick and so I made soup!", my mom cheered. Dad only snorted "not just one soup" he mumbled as he sat down on the couch. "thank you ma, but you didn't have to co-"

"gosh what a mess, remember to always put away your dishes straight after use!", she interrupted me. I sigh as she went to clean all of my dishes in a hurry.

I didn't hate my parents, I loved them. But sometimes....

"ma, it's okay. I'll do the dishes later. please, sit down" I put a hand on her shoulder and guided her towards the couch. I went along and sat on the comfy chair on the opposite side. "I appreciate the soup and everything, but you didn't have to. I can take care of myself.", I sighed.

my dad looked back at my mother with a look, I gave him a suspicious look before he began talking. "that's not the only reason why we're here y/n", he looked at me with worry.

I gave them both a look. "well, why are you here then?". They both gave each other glances before my dad continued.

"look. I'm going to make this very quick..."

"we found a husband for you."

Silence filled the room. My mother shifted uncomfortable and I started fidgeting with my hands.

"He's a great guy, his name is Aki, he's a doctor. he can provide-"

"no."

"but y/n listen-"

"i said, no." I spoke with stern eyes. seriously? a husband? me???

my dad only sighed along with my mother.

"you're almost 26, now is the perfect time to settle down. buy a house, have children..."

my eyes widened. yes, I did want children at some point, but right now?

"give him a chance y/n", my father pleaded. I knew they were only doing this to help me. The only thing they wanted for me in life was to have a nice husband, give them a couple grandchildren and live a happy life. And I wanted that too, just not from a arranged marriage.

"look..." I spoke. "I know this is very important for you guys and I agree, it would be nice to settle down", my mother and father let out a relieving sigh.

"but..", they shot up, filled with concern once again. "If Im going to marry, I want it to be from love. Im not doing any arranged marriages." they both gave me an understanding look, giving a nod and a 'okay'.

I went up to hug them both before walking them towards the door. "remember to eat your soup!", my mother yelled as she walked further down the hallway. "I will!", I said, waving them goodbye. As the two figures disappeared down a corner, I shut me eyes and let out a long sigh.

"rough day?"

I think I just shitted myself.

I jumped back from the voice with a shriek. My arms up ready to strike. but when there was no upcoming attack and all I heard was laughter echoing the hallway, I let my arms fall. settling my eyes on the white haired man- oh. it was him. wtf? what's he doing here???

"s-sorry, didn't mean to scare you or anything", he said while clutching his stomach. "that was hilarious".

I stood dumbfounded. why was he here? does he live here? no, I've lived here for 3 years and I've never seen him here. wait. is he stalking me??? I knew there was something strange about him! I knew-

"uh hello? you there?" I blinked back to reality when he waved his hand infront of my face.

I moved his hand away from me. "you scared the shit out of me.", I gave him a look before crossing my arms, trying to regain some composure. "What's your deal? first the shady door and now you just go lurk in the hallways?"

He shrugged, leaning against the wall casually. "Guilty as charged. I was actually just visiting a friend". I raised my eyebrows and my eyes settled down on a lipstick stain on the collar of his shirt.  "a friend huh?"

he looked down and caught what I was looking at. A faint smirk escaped his lips as he averted his gaze on me. "what? you jealous?". This time it was my turn to laugh, which made the blue eyed man roll his eyes.

"good one, I'll give you that" I said as I wiped a tear. "but to answer your previous question; I did have a rough day actually.", I said before leaning against my door.

"mind sharing what's going on in that pretty head of yours?", I snorted and rolled my eyes.

"I do mind actually. Now if you'll excuse me I have a soup to finish and a juicy episode of desperate housewives to watch.", I gave him a wave before turning and shutting the door.

my back hit the door in an instant, letting out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. I quickly spun and looked through the peephole to check if he was still there, and he wasn't.

huh.

weirdo.