Never | Lee Haechan

Calm before the storm

— An entire chapter of Haechan being whipped for Jiae and her being completely oblivious about it (because I'm scared for the next parts)

Playlist

Always - Daniel Caesar
Coffee - beabadoobee
Say you wont let go - James Arthur

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After the shower the raven had reheated the food they had made earlier and pulled out the first aid kit and head out of her room. The house was as quiet and dark as it initially was as peeked her head inside his room but he wasn't there making her furrow her brows.

Did he go out again?

Jiae went back to the living area but this time she noticed a certain door open and mild noise being heard from the other side of it. She'd have never known there was a door there if she hadn't walked down it earlier today because of how well it was blended into the wall.

She carelessly treaded her feet downstairs and was met with the three doors again. The one straight ahead had sound coming from inside it so undoubtedly, he was there. It was a different door from the one previously. Making as less noise as possible, she opened the door and the second she did she heard noises of metal hitting against metal, which most definitely drowned down her entrance.

Her mouth almost fell agape at the sight. The walls were still white but the floor had grey carpeting. There was a ring on one corner of the room, gym and boxing equipment arranged a bit infront of the ring. One the other side of the room was where Haechan stood with his back to her and gun aimed at the target. There were two shooting booths. Finally the room was complete with a comfortable looking black couch, a table and a mini fridge set on the last corner. Her eyes didn't miss the projector, stash of gaming equipment and the guitar. The final detail was huge pool table in the center.

So this is where these bitches ran off to on weekends

Haechan finally turned around to see Jiae, "You're here again without permission?" He stated but it was clearly a rather playful tone. She had seen it anyway now so maybe that's why he was more relaxed.

"Yeah," she replied sheepishly and his eyes moved to the kit she held on her hands. "It's just a cut. Just leave it," he gestured at the first aid and turned back to whatever he was doing. His hair was damp from being freshly showered and he'd changed into sweats and a shirt. The cuts on his hand and neck were washed yet they were still open.

Jiae walked in and set the kit on the table before leaning against the wall to observe him. He looked so focused and the way he'd barely miss made her wonder how much did he exactly train.

"Teach me how to use it," she said softly and he looked over his shoulder to her, as if contemplating before turned to face her. She had said it to dissipate any remaining tension between them.

"You said your father taught you so, try it out," he extended the gun with a silencer on to her who gave a little smile and took the gun. He moved away to give her space while she took his previous position. Haechan took the opportunity to notice how she was now dressed in his shirt, how it clung loosely on her frame and her how her hair was tied into a rushed low bun- a sight he could get used to.

She pulled the trigger and was taken aback by the force of the gun. Yet she still did somewhat hit the target once. Jiae moved her head to Haechan who stood there with a half smile and furrowed brows, "That's actually not too bad," he commented as he moved behind her back.