eighty days. | ss

ఌ #7

"that was me?.."

jisoo's brows furrowed after seeing his portrait that was paste on the wall above the headboard of his bed. though he's confuse as to why his portrait was on there, but he couldn't help but to be amazed because the portrait has the every details of his face. from his ash brown long hair, the shape of his face, his semi-wide eyes, his pointed nose and even his lips was drawn like as if that someone who drew this portrait of his has memorized every details of his face.

he stared at his portrait for some seconds, trying to think how did someone got to draw him like this when this is the first time he met with all of these people that are working under seokmin... and speaking of seokmin, jisoo remembered that what he looked like in his portrait is what he looked like two years ago! that time when he saved seokmin back in jeju! so that means... this portrait was drawn by how seokmin saw him that morning, didnt it?

after he stared at his portrait and finally somewhat got the answer to his question regarding to that matter, jisoo roamed his eyes around this whole room... a huge very elegant room thats probably made for him, ever since. its not because it has his portrait, but because also the clothes.. it suits perfectly in his body and almost everything he needs was inside this room. from skincares, accessories, the color of the room and how it was placed where there is a view of the ocean.

yes, his room has a glass window on the side. its not that huge since for sure seokmin thought that he might escape through the window, though he knows he couldn't do it because the place that he might fall into was in a huge rocks, but it was enough to see the view of the ocean, that white sand and mountains surrounding it. the curtains was also neatly arrange like in some castles along with the bedsheets. the theme of his room was blue and white just enough because that was his favorite colors.

there was also a long couch on the side before the huge cabinet full of his clothes he doesn't know where seokmin got, but it was there even before he came here. there was also a nightstand, a lampshade and some drawers where he can put some of his valuable things there. oh, he couldn't able to roam and tour himself around inside his room because he stayed on his bed the whole night and cry himself to sleep, again.

"good morning, sir jisoo." jisoo turned his body around and stop roaming his eyes into his whole room when lee chan knocked on his door and opened it even before he can say he can enter. "just in time, you're awake now. the breakfast is ready. you have to eat, sir jisoo. you didnt eat dinner last night."

lee chan was smiling at him just like how he smiled yesterday when they first met. and though jisoo doesn't want to go out of his room, but he doesn't have a choice since he was starving already so he nodded at lee chan. he followed lee chan behind going downstairs and jisoo couldn't help but to roam his eyes around the mansion. he did not clearly see all of these yesterday. the interior of the mansion looked like what the castle has.

there was chandelier hanging from the ceiling, glass windows everywhere and even the door. the staircase is a mix of silver and gold and the tiles of the floor is beige even the curtains. the only difference was the ambiance. if in the castle where royal family is living was full of responsibilities, here in seokmin's mansion, jisoo felt comfortable. even though he's in the hands of the mafia boss.

"who cooked this?" he furrowed his brows after seeing a food served in the table waiting for him.

lee chan chuckled. "our chef wonil, sir jisoo."