Rich and a B*tch

Chapter 14

Seungmin entered his apartment and sighed, leaning against the door.

He and Minho really hadn't dated. He told the truth. Why was Jisung so reluctant to believe him? Did he answer too easily, making it seem suspicious? It wasn't like it's some secret that he couldn't tell anyone. They never dated. Why would that be something he'd have to hide?

"Hey," Jeongin said softly. "You okay?"

Seungmin nodded.

"Yea, just . . ." He couldn't finish. He didn't know what to tell him about. Sure they had been roommates for years, but they never really talked about their personal lives that much. Just the basic stuff like how many siblings they had and what their parents did for a living. Nothing serious.

"I'm here to listen, if you need that sort of thing. I promise I won't judge," Jeongin told him.

He was shirtless and in his boxers. He gotten noticeably more comfortable in the past few weeks than he ever has in the past 2 years. Seungmin wasn't sure why.

"Thanks. I would, but I'm not sure what to say," he admitted.

"Want to get your mind off of it?" Jeongin asked.

Seungmin cracked a smile.

"What did you have in mind?"

"I deleted my search bar."

Seungmin blinked.

"What?"

"You know the search bar up top on Safari?"

"Well, yeah."

"I deleted it."

Seungmin cocked his head to the side.

"How does this get my mind off of . . ."

"Can you get it back for me? I tried but I don't know how."

Seungmin nodded.

He didn't know if he would be any help, but maybe the both of them working together they could find out how to fix it.

"I didn't even know you could do that," Seungmin admitted.

"Right? I was surprised when it suddenly went 'poof'!"

"Lead the way," Seungmin sighed.

Jeongin walked into his room and left the door wide open for Seungmin to follow.

It wasn't until then that Seungmin realised he had never been inside Jeongin's room either. For being roommates, they weren't as close as Seungmin had always thought of them being.

As soon as he walked in, he looked to his left and saw his little shrine with all his religious pieces. His walls were bare, no posters or anything. He did have a small shelf that displayed some action figures and lego sets he had put together.

A nerd, Seungmin thought to himself. Cute.

Jeongin sat at his desk which was practically a straight shot from the door.

"Log in," Seungmin instructed, as if it wasn't a given.

"Don't look," Jeongin commanded before he started to type in his password.

Seungmin obliged and let his eyes wander. He ended up looking to his right where the bathroom and closet were supposed to be, and they were, but . . .

Seungmin froze.

The closet door was open, which wouldn't be weird or a problem.

Except.

There was a display case in the back of the closet, but fully in view from the door. Inside were various kinds of handcuffs, ropes, whips, plus vibrators and dildos. There were other sex toys in there that Seungmin didn't know the names of off the top of his head. He had never delved far into BDSM, but apparently his religious roommate had.