All Strings Attached

6

"I- Well I was just talking to myself." I say, nervous of his judgment.
"I got the gist of that, but what do you need to buy?" He questions me with a dominant aura.
"A blanket and pillow" I say quietly while looking at the floor. The way he said those words had just made me feel shy, he said them like it was wrong of me to buy something and that he should buy them.
"No." He stated in a calm way making me feel uneasy at his stature.
I opened my mouth to reply to his previous statement but he beat me to it.
"I should be the one to buy those." He demanded. I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.
"But, wouldn't you want me to buy them?" I argue.
"No. It's my house after all I should be providing for your critical needs." I was surprised by how large his vocabulary was. Of all people I wouldn't have expected Seungmin to use such large words, but I guess it makes sense. If he already has a house of his own and we are only in high school then he must be smart enough.

I am left speechless, not able to come up with an argument to his statement.
"Now that we are on the same page I'll get my keys and go to the store." I listen to him intently and then he speaks again. "And try to not cause any trouble while I am gone." He growls.
I just nod my head as I watch him walk out the door. I almost feel bad. I should probably pay him back.

Now thinking of it I should pick another shift up at the coffee shop so that I can pay him for everything. My father made me work so that I could get beers and such. He was banned from the convenience store a while ago from walking around drunk far too many times. So he ended up making a fake ID for me so that I could buy him drinks, but he wouldn't let me use his money so I ended up getting a job with how much he wanted to drink.

I layed on the couch tired, emotionally, especially considering how much I had cried last night.
I decided to shut my eyes, which was not a very good idea because I fell asleep. And that means I was not awake when Seungmin came home with whatever he bought that day. I just hope he didn't spend too much money. I remember him saying something about getting a large weekly allowance or something from his parents but maybe I was just hearing things.

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I walked through my door, surprised the house wasn't burned down. Danielle is such a klutz I don't know how she survives. I bought the softest pillow and blanket I could find for her and then I decided to buy her a phone so she could communicate with each other faster and without my friends realizing I am a completely different person with her. If I was ever to show my true self around what I call my "friends" then I would definitely be bullied.

When I walked in I saw her on the couch fast asleep, she was shivering having been in her pajamas all day, or should I say my pajamas? Either way I don't want her to be cold. She seems too tired for me to wake up so I'll just put the blanket on her.

"Wait, this blanket is kind of cold" I whisper to myself, trying to be wary of her temperature. I touch my skin to try to see if it is warm. I find that it isn't quite warm so I just decided to hold her with the blanket on both of us till she warms up. I mean I don't want her getting sick under my roof. Not when I can prevent it.

I gently climb on the couch with her, vigilant to the fact of waking her. I put the blanket on both  of us. I see her head on the arm rest of the couch. I chortled at her, she was so exhausted that she didn't even pull out the bed on this couch. She mustn't have had the intention of falling asleep. I lift her head, now facing her, and I place the pillow underneath her head. I can feel her slowly warming up which makes me relieved she isn't cold anymore.

I look at her face, completely relaxed, no worry or anxiety that she is doing something wrong, which seems to be a habit of hers, to be worried she is causing displeasure to the ones around her. I tuck some hair behind her ear so I can see her face.

I got off the couch and decided to set up her phone. I don't know her parents' numbers but I know mine so I guess I'll just be on the phone for the time being. I looked up at her and realized how uncomfortable that must be, and with her head on that arm rest for much longer she will most definitely wake up with a crank in her neck.

I did not like the idea of her being in pain when she woke up just because of my poor planning. I let out a puff of air and reluctantly picked her up, squeezing my eyes shut praying for my life she wouldn't wake up. I look down at her face, luckily seeing it to be calm and asleep. I carried her up into the guest room again, not forgetting the blanket I got her.

I set her in the bed tucking her in and giving a small kiss on her forehead, was it a bad idea? Yes. But I didn't care, I tried to stop myself but It was too tempting, she won't know anyways, she's asleep.