Imperfect Me. (ON HOLD)

Chapter 34

Tribute to @Evil_Nicotine for her regular Really really funny and awesome comments and to @Honigmet for her encouragement and understanding.

Jonghyun:

I roll under the bed as soon as I hit the floor. I find myself suppressing a laugh as the door opens and Krystal comes crashing on the floor beside me. She lets out a string of curses and she rubs her back.

"Musun- suriya?! (What's going on?/ What am I hearing?) her mother questions; a mixture of bewilderment and amusement laced in her voice.

I've met Krystal's mother, Mrs. Jung, quite a few times before and she's pretty cool for a 37 year old. I feel something soft again my head as Krystal begins to stand up. I push it towards the light to see that it is my hoodie.

"Hey!" I quietly mumble. I told her its my favourite hoodie and here she shoves it under her bed?!

"Did you hear something?" Mrs Jung mumble. "What? Aniyo omma ( no mum) it's probably nothing... I think it might be from outside?" she replies. Her response sounds more like a question.

"There isn't any boy here right?" Mrs Jung asks heading towards what I assume is Krystal's closet.

Krystal lets out a somewhat strained laugh making a move to follow her mother.

Isn't that going to make her mum more suspicious?

As she takes her first step I grab her right leg.

She ducks down a scowl on her face.
Even though I know that she'll only get more annoyed I can't help but smile.

"Don't follow her. You'll make it obvious... And can you pass me my pants? They're beside the dresser." Her eyes widen as her mind seems to register what I've just what I've said.

"We're going to talk later." She grits out quietly. She shoots up chucking my jeans at me under the bed.

Mrs Jung waltz back in to the room with a "whatever you do use protection! I don't need to have the talk with you right. The birds and bees??" She jokes letting out a tinkling laugh very similar to Krystal's.

"Mom. No!" She exclaims

"What! It's just you and me so there's nothing to be embarrassed about now is there?" She teases before heading downstairs.

I crawl out from under the bed hoodie and jeans in hand. Krystal's cheeks are still flushed from her mothers teasing.

She gives me a once over only now realising I was in fact in my boxers and black vest.

Her cheeks burn a deeper shade of pink and she looks away. "Why on earth are you in your boxers?"

"Would you prefer I take them off too?" I tease. She takes a forced breath as she closes her eyes.

"P-Put your pants on please." She stutters, turning away as she does so.

I pull my jeans on heading over to the dressing table and slipping on yesterday's black top.

I walk up to her trying not to make any noise. I pull her hands and place them against my shoulders, turning her around so she's facing me as I do so.