05 (Getting Closer)

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[Wandee's POV]

I feel exhausted. I really want to get up but I can't move my body. I can't believe it all started with a one night stand. That night someone claimed me as a man who I thought was a gangster. It's a boxer. My protected virginity was lost in an instant.

I sleep in a small bed that only fits one person. I'm wearing Yak's clothes. When the noises around me quieted down, I turned my back. There are no people. No sound of kicking the punching bag. I raised my hand to rub my eyes and fell asleep, it must have been late at night.

Yak wasn't in the room when I woke up, but I heard the sound of people talking from downstairs. He must be downstairs, I said to myself, and I slowly got out of bed. My body was still weak and sore, I thought maybe I had a little fever, and it was not good for me to stand up right away.

"Ooops..."

I almost fell, but I held on to the bed. And that's when Yak opened the door.

"Are you awake?"

"Yes, I think I have a fever."

"Just rest first. Don't be in a hurry to get up. Are you hungry? There's some porridge... Eat first."

"I'll take a little bit. What time is it?"

"9pm."

"Shit. I'm not going to eat anymore... It's too late. I'll go back home soon." I called him when I found out the time. Yak turned and raised his eyebrow. "Can you go home?"

"I'm not sure."

"Just stay here. You have a fever. I'll take care of you. You can go home later." I don't know if it was giving orders or like a father scolding his son. His long legs went straight to the bed and pushed me down. Then he walked out again. I don't know if this is how he takes care of everyone he's been in a relationship with, but I really like the way he says he's going to take care of me. So... I stopped acting when Yak let me sleep in his room instead of going home.

I lay down and wrapped myself in a thick blanket, in the room where the air conditioner was working quietly. It's cold. I thought about telling Yak to turn up the air conditioner temperature a bit on me when he got back. After a while a tall figure appeared. He was wearing only a pair of navy blue sweatpants. There are traces of scratches on his back from my nails. In his hand was a bowl of steaming porridge. The room was filled with a fragrant smell. I started to feel hungry. My stomach hurts a little because of the digestive enzyme.

"Cherry cooked porridge for you..."

"Cherry and Oye know I'm here?"

"Yeah."

"Did you get scolded?"

"Why are they scolding me?"

"Well... you slept with me." I sat, my back leaning against the headboard of his bed. Yak walked straight towards me before sitting down, causing the bed to sag.

"It's not a big deal. Just got a little lecture from Oye when he found out that I slept with a member. Oye just said, It's your business."

"Can you eat alone, or do you want me to feed you?" Calm down Wandee. Don't get excited. Just think that he is just a concerned citizen...

It can't be blame. I mean where can I find a man like him? If my boyfriend would be like this, I might have given him a house and everything.

"I can't eat. Can you blow?"

"Your hands are okay..."

"Arghh... Ah... My hand hurts..." I answered immediately even though it didn't hurt. He scooped a little and brought the spoon to my mouth.

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