𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙮 • 𝙥. 𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙬𝙖

ｔｗｅｎｔｙ－ｏｎｅ

chapter twenty-one:
"i miss your lips, your taste and your body"

seola did not realize it but another 14 days passed by. it feels like that 14 days just dropped by and left. nobody realizes it. everyday was just the same. seola stops going to work, she had asked for a leave so she could watch seonghwa. seonghwa was still unconscious, no signs of life. however, seola awoke this morning feeling different. she hopes that what she's feeling is the feeling that seonghwa will wake up.

she never believes in miracel but for once, she wants to.

later that afternoon, seola stir in her sleep, feeling a hand on her cheeks. she opened her eyes, thinking of no one but seonghwa. she sat up and found seonghwa awake. he was still in bed but now sitting. his white hair falling on his face yet his eyes remain on her. "when...when did you wake up?" she stutters, feeling weird seeing seonghwa staring deeply at her, his doe eyes seem different than usual. "just now. how?" seonghwa questions. "how what?"

"how did you know?"

"i met yuri. uh we shouldn't talk about this. i'll go call wooyoung so he could call the doctor" she attempted to stand but seonghwa's weak grip stops her. "sit back down" it was a soft command. it seems seonghwa is still in pain seeing him without energy to dominate her. "how many times did you meet him?" seonghwa asked, his eyes bored in hers, waiting for answers. "just twice. once in silveria and the other in a restaurant" seonghwa frowns at her answer before a scoff left his mouth.

"i was gone in less than two months and my woman is already in a restaurant with another guy?"

"i did not come there willingly. he bribed me. he said one dinner with him and i got to ask him about you. you don't know what kind of measures i could go just to know your whereabouts. you have no rights to doubt my loyalty" she rolls her eyes, looking away. a small pout on her lips. "i was jealous but hearing your explanation, i could forgive you. don't meet him again, he's not a good guy" seonghwa sighed, seola raises her brows and face the man again.

"so are you. you're not a good guy, too"

"i know that." seonghwa admits. "i need to stand, help me up" the male added. "no, you just woke up. i'll go call wooyoung" she shakes her head. "i'm fine now. i can—" seonghwa was cut off by the door opening and wooyoung entering. "you're awake" wooyoung heave a sigh. "yes, prepare my car. i'm going somewhere and get me decent clothes" seonghwa demands, earning a nod from wooyoung who walk towards a dresser.

"stop there"

wooyoung stops at seola's command. "why?" wooyoung asked. "he won't go anywhere. you can go" wooyoung was lost. he don't know whether to follow his deadly boss aka friend seonghwa or to follow seola who will kill his boss if he don't do as she said. "i'm fine. i need to settle this" seonghwa stubbornly argue. wooyoung took this as a cue and gather seonghwa's clothes but was stop again by seola. "i said no" it was a firm demand from seola. "what?"

"i refused. i said no. not only you get to say no in this relationship"

"maybe call me when you've decide?" wooyoung immediately run to the door, closing it. "i heard him. why'd you left?" kyuwon asked, approaching the door. "don't come in there. i feel like seonghwa is not seonghwa" wooyoung shakes his head. "what are you saying?" kyuwon frowns at his weird behavior. "seonghwa is under seola. not sexually or what. but seola definitely controls their relationship so let's go somewhere while they sort this out, okay?"