Jaebum P.O.V
He let out an deafening screech.
People didn't usually just appear in Jaebum's bathtub. Especially not when all possible entry routes are locked up.
I guess that this intruder was an exception.
But still, how did he get into the apartment.
Only one way to find out.
Walking closer, Jaebum nudged the boy's shoulder. Hoping he wasn't dead.
He grunted and moved around a bit, so clearly not dead.
"Excuse me, how did you get in my bathroom?" Jaebum quietly asked.
The boy sat up, turned around and stretched.
"That's a bit of a long story."
"How long?"
How is trespassing a long story?
" It would probably take me a few days to explain how and why I was in your bathtub."
"Well, I have a few days, as my work gave me holidays, because according to my workmates I never get away from work." Jaebum had been working non-stop for months on end, which apparently was a bad thing.
The boy shifted around in the bath, but slipped, hitting the taps.
Now there was water spurting out onto him and the bath.
Jaebum lent over and turned off the water, grabbing a towel for the boy.
After he dried up and mumbled his thanks, it went a bit quiet.
"How about you start by telling me your name?"
"My name?"
"Yeah, your name."
He looked down, with a nervous area around him. Like sharing his name could kill him. Apparently he was okay with that.
"Youngjae. My name is Choi Youngjae."
So the intruder was okay with telling his name to strangers. Wasn't he taught about stranger danger?
"Well, Choi Youngjae, how did you get in my bathtub?"
