PAINT ME IN RED [Hyunho]

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MINHO

Shit.

I felt my body go weak and my head started to churn. The unsettling feeling in my stomach started to rise its way up my throat.

"Where is the bathroom?" I yelled getting out of bed. I got no response and just hurried off finding a small room. I slid it open crouching by the toilet.

I barely made it to the bathroom in time. My stomach stirred, and I could feel the heat rising to my face, cold sweat dripping down my temples. The second I leaned over the toilet, everything came rushing up like a volcano.

My throat burned soar as I heaved my way through, the sour taste filling my mouth. I gripped the edges of the toilet seat, knuckles going white, the room spinning around me. I desperately wanted it to stop, but another wave hit, forcing me to bend over again, helpless against my own body. The sound of it echoed in the bathroom, disgusting, but I couldn't focus on anything except trying to breathe.

Finally, it eased, my body trembling, but the taste lingered, the smell clinging to the air. My legs felt weak, my forehead resting against the cool edge of the toilet seat. I stayed there, too exhausted to move, waiting for the nausea to pass fully.

"Sir, are you alright?"A flight attendant asked.

"Move aside." I heard another voice.

"Do I look like I'm alright?" I asked tiredly. The sound of the flushing toilet bounced against the thin walls.

"Get up, you need some rest," Hwang said, helping me up. "And wash your mouth." He said turning the faucet on.

"This is your fault." I jerked away from him with hate. "And don't touch me." I used one hand to hold onto the sink, my legs were trembling and my mind was deeply falling into a slumber.

"You're about to fall," Hwang said, returning his hand to my waist, keeping me up. I Ignored him this time and proceeded to wash my mouth from the horrendous stench of vomit.

Hwang helped me back to the bed and a flight attendant brought a glass of water. I took the plastic cup, drinking every last drop of the water.

"For the rest of the flight, don't bring up food," I said not looking at either of them before I got comfy under the mattress.

"Of course." The attendant said walking off with the used cup. Hwang was quick to leave my side after noticing my coziness in the bed.

•°—°•

Santo Domingo, a city in The Dominican Republic. The place was widely renowned for its profound beaches, and a beautiful honeymoon for a loving couple. Why was I always at the most ironic places for a loveless marriage?

Hwang and I were currently in a private taxi, driving to the hotel where the marriage was supposedly to take place. The Welcome Party was scheduled for tomorrow and the week after was the real wedding.

"Once we get to the hotel you'll find Felix, he'll take you to the hotel room," Hwang said looking at his vintage watch.

"We have separate rooms, right?" I questioned.

"No, but there are separate beds, so you don't sleep with me," Hwang said, looking up from his watch.

"You talk as if I cuddle you to sleep?" I snorted to myself.

Hyunjin

"You talk as if I cuddle you to sleep." Lee laughed.

The words remained in my mind, unable to leave. I should have told Lee but he'd faint from embarrassment. Lee does cuddle me to sleep, the pillow in the middle irritates me every painful night.

Without sleep on a random 3 am morning, I move it aside and return to my slumber but every time I do so, Lee's body somehow finds mine. Sleeping beside me and his hands coming across my chest pulling me closer to him.

We reached the hotel, and Minho and I parted ways as he went further inside. I took a detour and walked into a separate hallway. An elevator was placed at the very end and I made my way to the lift. Clicking the last floor, the doors slid closed and I felt the elevator rise in level.

A sound dinged and the doors opened, a man in black stood in front.

"He's waiting for you, sir."

"Mmm," I hummed in response, following the man closely behind.

"The Boss is in his office." I nodded, entering through the large doors. Behind me, a rough shut of the doors was heard.

"Long time no see, Hwang," the familiar man grinned as he rose from behind his desk.

"I saw you last week," Hwang replied flatly.

"That was ages ago, was it not?" he teased.

"Enough with the jokes." I strode toward the chairs in front of him.

"Appreciate my humor," he huffed, crossing his arms.

"I'm sure your fiancée does," I shot back.

"Only my baby Lix can truly appreciate me," he pouted dramatically. "By the way, how's life with Minho?"

"I'm here to discuss Choi's situation, not my marriage."

"I'm your only friend; you might as well share," he said, grinning widely. He had a point—Bang had stood by me through thick and thin, despite my bitterness.

"The Choi's Chan," I said, focusing back on business.

"In the middle of dealing with them."

"You've got them already?" My eyes widened in surprise.

"Easy as pie," he sang, leaning back in his chair.

"Keep them alive. I have plans for them," I insisted, rising from my seat.

"You can talk to them, but I'm still going to kill them," Chan replied, his voice deepening at the end.

"Alright, Mr. Bang," I rolled my eyes, exiting his office.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Jinnie!" he called after me. I should really just kill him instead.

"You talk as if I cuddle you to sleep."

I chuckled to myself from the flash of thoughts. 

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