Chapter 12: What Love Really is
Seven pushed open the bathroom door, one of his hands ruffling through his thick, red hair with a fluffy white towel.
"I'm done showering!"
He called, slightly dazed and more relaxed than ever.
"Alright. I'll be using the shower, then."
The black-haired man sauntered past him with his own towel slung over his shoulder.
Seven yawned, settling down on the bed.
That was a good bath...
He rolled around on the sheets until something on Jumin's desk caught his eye.
A glass jar?
Oh, right. Jumin did say that he stores my notes all in a jar.
No, letters.
Letters, not notes.
He recalled Jumin dropping another letter into the jar after they had entered the room a while ago.
That was today's...
He went over to the desk and peered into the jar.
And true enough, all of the little folded-up pieces of paper were inside of it.
Seven's eyes glistened.
That's so... romantic...
... Sorta.
He sat comfortably on the bed, leaning against soft pillows, and crossed his legs with his laptop on his lap.
Work... done. Should I go on LOLOL?
He ran through the several games he had in his laptop.
Maybe not. Forget it, I'm going on my tablet.
Closing his laptop screen, the redhead brought out his tablet and scrolled through its contents.
Dream Festival? Ensemble Stars? Love Live? Don't feel like it...
Maybe I should have settled for Osu on the laptop.
How about iDolish7? Ahh, forget it.
Seven set his tablet aside and lay face-down on the soft bed.
Maybe I'll just wait for him to come out of the bath... I'm so bored...
He started to curl up on the bed comfortably - almost kicking his tablet to the edge of the sheets.
If he asks about why I was crying...
... what am I going to say?
The bathroom door unlocked, catching the redhead's attention.
"I'm done showering."
Jumin stepped out of the bathroom, towel tied loosely around his waist, with nothing else to cover the upper half of his body.
Seven looked up at the black-haired man, only to feel heat rush to his cheeks.
W-what in the-
You don't just-
He planted his ridiculously red face in the sheets, leading Jumin to laugh.
"Sorry. I should have thrown a shirt on first before coming out."
Seven nodded slowly, face still planted in the sheets.
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