Contract Love • Jihoon

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Hani's pov

"What were you thinking?"

I look up, startled when I heard Jihoon's voice echoed in the background. I blinked rapidly as I realize he was staring at me the whole time.

What the hell was that?

"What?"

"I'm asking you to sleep on the bed.." he repeat again his sentence.

"Oh..yeah" I replied, unable to move.

" Sure. As you're saying, it's not like it's our first time sleeping together anyway" I laughed nervously.

Damn it.

"I'm sorry but where's the bathroom?" I stand up. Seriously, I need to calm myself down before something happens.

" It's in the back and if you want to change, I already asked the caretaker to buy some clothes for you. They all in the bathroom"

I nodded as the response before running away straight to the bathroom. I could felt my cheeks redden from embarrassment as I shut the door.

I watch my reflection in the mirror in silence.

"Warmth blossomed in my chest, sparks igniting as Jihoon leaned in close, lips brushing together, tentatively, for the first time.  The smell of his perfume-"

I close my eyes, feeling embarrassed and straight up shame on myself.

Am i going insane? Insanely in love with him or something? I have been imagine some insane stuff for quite some times. This is outrageous.

I took a deep breath, trying absolutely my best to calm myself down. I look up again at my reflection. eye to eye. Make it make sense!

I need sleep. That's the only normal conclusion that I could find. There's not other explanation than this.

I nodded my head again and again, giving myself the reassurance that maybe I was right. I'm just tired.

A knock on the door make me jump a little. I turn my body to the door which is facing the mirror.

"Do you find the clothes ?" Jihoon voice can be heard outside, with a concern tone in his voice.

I gulp my saliva hard as I turn around again, frantically searching for the shirt that he already prepared for me. I open the cabinet and immediately greeted by a grey paper bag which inside is the shirt.

"Yeah, I found it. I'm changing right now" I replied, half screaming.

No response could be heard after that.

I just ignore it and immediately changing to the new shirt and pants after taking some quick baths.

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"You take the left and I will be on the right " I sat on the right side of the bed without looking at him. It went quick awkward since we finish the dinner a few hours ago and I refuse to even look at him.

I can't stand myself being a freaking pervert.

"Then goodnight" I cover myself with the blanket as I turn my back to him and just face the curtains. Well, this more than enough for me to survive this night. For now.

"Goodnight" I can feel a subtle movement behind my back as I just tend to ignore it.

I shut my eyes close, trying to force myself to sleep. But as expected, I kept opening my eyes again. I felt as fresh as someone can be.

"Do you remember the day we slept side by side like this?" His voice echoed through the room as it was silent before. I stay quiet.

"That day I felt so much better because of you. I could never thought I could sleep so soundly after what happened. But thanks you. I can. "

I stay listening to his voice intently even though there's no response coming out from me.

" I know you have been acting weird since we were talking about sleeping together. Are you perhaps.. feels uncomfortable with me?"

Damn it. I bit my lips.

I felt like I should respond but at the same time there's no sound coming out from my mouth like it has been commanded to stay shut.

" I know you're listening. Please reply to me" he said but I know there's some sadness in his tone.

"Hani-"

"Yes!" What a timing you might say.

"Yes. I'm uncomfortable " I responded after what felt like years of holding back.

He stay silence as his eyes met mine. There's so much emotion running through his eyes and I could tell which is dominating. Is he sad?

"Is it because of what happened outside? " he asked. I just stay silence while staring down at the messed sheet.

How could I tell him it's all because I was imagining some insane stuff while he was intently talking to me? I'm not that out of my mind yet. I just stay silence, not knowing what and how to reply to his questions.

"Do you regret confessing to me?" he asked and again I could do nothing but stay silence. There's half in me who's absolutely not regretting that decision but of course there must be side of me who absolutely regret every choices that I made.

There's this silence in the air as non of us are talking nor replying to each other. After a few minutes, I got up trying to leave the house for a bit to stabilize the moment and maybe get some air outside because I won't be able to answer to any of his questions in this situation.

"No. Don't go" he stop me.

The light in the house was on as he grabbed all of his stuff without looking at me. I just stared at him the whole time he moves.

"Stay here. This place is well guarded so just stay here. I will leave" He open the door and shut it close before I could even stop him.

Great.

I run to the window and peeks through the curtains as he walked away through the night back to his car and drove away. I close the curtains and just sat back at the bed. I lay down before let out a loud sigh as I pinched my throbbing head slowly.

How things turn out like this?