Hyunjin's P.O.V:
1 week later...
I really can't believe how desperate this kid could be.
It's been a week and probably a day and Yongbok still wouldn't give up acting nice to me. He kept on doing the same shit he did a week ago and it pisses me off.
I didn't budge and even make an effort getting up from my bed whenever he calls me every morning or night knocking on my door. Like...HELLO?! DIDN'T WE SAY IN OUR AGREEMENT, DO NOT DISTURB ME WHILE I'M IN MY ROOM!
But because I'm a bitch and I'm not too naïve to fall for his traps, i didn't come out of my room, neither talk to him. However, he continued persuading and pestering my ass off; knocking on my door, saying things i didn't fucking ask for in the first place — taking a chair and sit beside the door and eat there as he leave a plate of food on another chair like he's expecting we'd eat together, and lastly...
Sleep in front of my door.
He said he'll continue doing that the longer i continue locking myself in my room. He kept on saying he needed to make sure I'm fine and blah blah,
I've been dealing with the same shit over and over I'm getting sick of it. I want everything to be done. But I'm too competitive of a bitch to cut this game to end early. He won't back out, i won't too! Two can play that fucking game.I know Yongbok will give up soon. I can feel it. I can sense that he'll get tired of all these bullshit and eventually, will stop doing all these fuckery on me.
Or maybe, you don't want to stop this game so you can hear more of Yongbok's stories every night he comes home and because you like the fact that he sleeps in front of your room just to make sure you're fine without you asking.
I scoffed, laughing maniacally at my Yin.
‘WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?! WHAT IN THE FUCKING CONCLUSION IS THAT?! THAT'S SCREAMS NONSENSE!’
Listening to Yongbok's stories, my ass. Why would I even want to hear those deep and raspy yet soothing and calm voice of his—
Did i... just fucking compliment him?
Yes you did, Hyunjin.
You're really nothing but an idiot sandwich, Hyunjin. Complimenting that rascal?! Put yourself together and act like who you are, jackass!
Obeying my Yang, i slapped my face and scold my head for making such horrid, heinous, revolting thought.
NO WAY I WILL FIND HIS VOICE SOOTHING! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!
No way! Not in a million years i will want to hear his voice over and over. He speaks annoyingly, especially when he chuckles and giggle whenever he would mention how he and his co-workers will do some little fun game while they're in their break and how it's fun to tease the loser player in the end. How deliciously smelling the kitchen that he just want to live in there for eternity. And how Chef Jin will compliment his cooking skills and said that Yongbok has a bright future being a chef that he could be known international–
Surely you are not listening, Hyunjin. You really are N O T listening. Damn right.
I gasped when i realized.
How....was i able to know those information? I always tell him the same ole words when he story telling-y me like "Shut the hell up, i don't care!" or "You're so irritating. Go away!" But no matter how many times i try to shut him up, he will always come up with another set of topic to say or new words to ask me.
He never run out of words to say that i sometimes wonder if he's still a fucking human.
Not other than you listen to the stories he says, you also eat the meals he leaves for you when midnight comes and Yongbok's surely dozed off.

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