Fearless | Kim Joon Goo

Chapter 13

"I think I should go take a bath now." I mumbled and stood up.

Picking up my plate and headed to the kitchen sink. I feel Goo's presence on my back. A hand appeared on my side to settle a plate on top of mine's

Goo hummed in response. The vibration sound of his hum tickles my ears.

"Take your time." He said.

Like there was a saliva stuck on my throat as Goo stands behind me. I swallowed the big lump on my throat, clearing it.

"Yeah..." I trailed off.

As if my foot has a mind of its own and took a step backwards. My body tensed up as my back hit Goo's chest. I jumped from the small physical interaction.

I could feel Goo's both hands rested on each side of my waist. I bit my lips. Goo used my waist to pull my body to the side as he stood beside me. Soon his hands left my waist.

"You should take a bath now." I felt Goo's breath hitting the shell of my ear. "Not if you want to postpone it."

"Uhm... " I cleared my throat once again. "You're right. I should go now."

I quickly left the kitchen in a fast pace. With heavy breaths as I reach my room. Turning the knob open and slamming the door shut once I got in. I leaned my back on the door as I catch my breath.

My hands went to my chest and clutches my shirt. Panicking as to why am I acting this way.

Taking a deep breath as I hope my heart would start to calm down. I gulp down my saliva and removed my back from leaning on the door. I bit my lips.

"Why am I acting this way?"

I released a forceful breath and fixed my posture. I went to the closet and there were clothes just I had expected.

"I wonder who owns this clothes." I trailed off as I scan through the whole closet of expensive clothes.

They were all my size but it doesn't look new and the smell of the fabric is a mixture of detergent and dust, so it should be of someones property.

I pulled out a black and white checkered jumperskirt that was quite long along with a white button down longsleeve. There were ruffles on the necline and at the end of the arm sleeves.

Holding the two piece of clothing in each hands, I looked at them and nodded for satisfaction. I place them flat on the bed and went to the bathroom.

After taking a bath I wore the clothes that I had picked. I pressed my lips together, wondering what footwear should I match my dress. Sitting down on the edge of the bed with my palm pressed on the bed.

"Do they have shoes?" I asked my self and took a deep breath.

I stood up of the bed opened the closet once again. My eyes searched for any boxes for shoes or the shoes themselves. Luckily, I had found a black leather boots that can probably reach past my ankles and with two inch heel.

Picking them up from the rack that was behind the pile of clothes. I placed the shoes down on the floor. I crouched down and inspected the boots to see if there is any zipper or anything that could open the boots, and there was one on the back. Opening the zipper of both boots and I stood up.

With a little hard time until my foot was comfortable inside the boots. I released a heavy breath. That small activity had got me tired.

The sweat slipped off the temple of my head and I quickly wiped it off. With a last stare of myself on the mirror I went out of the room.

The light sounds of my footstep was all that I could hear as I pace on the hall. It was empty and with the dim lights on the wall, that was like lit candles inside.