Where Do I Go | Choi Jongho

5

You found out Jongho could be pretty sulky too when he got angry with someone- or maybe with you, he was being dramatic.

As you went to sit at the counter with Sakura, you noticed Jongho was already having tea in his usual spot while he read the newspaper. He only glanced at you once and didn't meet eyes with you for the rest of the day. You were a bit amused, if you had to admit. Of course, you were going to apologise- you had been in the wrong- but you wanted to see the lengths to which Jongho could go consumed with his anger.

And the fact that he was usually somewhat rational, or maybe unaffected, by whatever you did? Or whatever stunt anyone else pulled, for that matter? You didn't know whether to be worried or be amused, so you were feeling both. And the fact that you were worried was something you didn't want to think about right now.

You weren't expecting any special guests at your hotel today- usually, whoever wanted to trade secrets sent a message in advance unless it was urgent. But the last thing you were expecting were a bunch of soldiers from Eden advancing into your hotel like they owned the damned place. They looked around as if expecting to see someone suspicious but upon finding no one and having alarmed everyone present, they settled at the bar corner. You sighed- you feared they might get drunk and create a mess. Soldiers from Eden generally had no morals- especially when it came to Mist Island.

Jongho also noticed how arrogant those men were but they recognised Jongho and the man who seemed to be their leader- a rather young soldier with an eyebrow slit- greeted Jongho with a bow and perhaps, asked what he was doing here. You couldn't hear them but you saw Jongho dismiss him with a polite smile- he probably told him to mind his own business.

"Make sure they don't create a scene," you told Sakura and she nodded, pushing her glasses up her nose bridge before she went to whisper the orders to the rest of the staff. You had to take a little break to freshen up.

But while you were gone and the men had a few drinks, it got louder. By the time you returned, you noticed how most of the customers were annoyed and were trying to leave without attracting attention. You groaned, making a mental note to ask your father to keep his minions under control, but then you heard one of the men bark some orders to none other than Sakura who was passing by.

"Hey, you with the glasses! Where are my drinks? Why is your service so damned slow?"

"I apologise," Sakura bowed. "I'll check what's taking so long."

With a desperate glance at you, she went towards the kitchen and you met eyes with Jongho, noticing even he was annoyed. Still at the counter, you watched one of the maids set the tray on their table while they snickered and whispered things- probably commenting on her and trying to rile her up. Thankfully, she was a patient one, and after doing her job, she was about to leave when the supposed leader asked her where the woman with glasses was.

You watched Sakura frown as she made her way to the men and he started complaining about how she should have done better. You'd had enough- you started making your way towards the group but a loud shatter of glass breaking made everyone, including you, gasp.

"Why are you being like this?" The man was smirking devilishly as he grabbed Sakura's wrist- the glass having fallen from the table as a result of her struggle. Before Jongho could get up, you raised a hand, indicating to him that you would handle it. Without waiting for his answer, you walked to the group and locked eyes with the leader.

"Is there a problem here?"

The man scanned you rather slowly with a smirk plastered on his face. "And who might you be?"

"The owner of this hotel. If you have a problem, you better discuss with me."

"You? The owner?" The man scoffed and looked at his gang and everyone started roaring with laughter as if you had made a joke. "I guess you're better than this one here. I was just looking for someone to... entertain us."