"Hey, Ji... you need to get up. Come on, man. You need to get out of bed. You reek." Youngbae nudged his friend's shoulder.
Jiyong merely rolled over, burying his face into his pillow.
"She hates me, Bae."
Youngbae sighed. "Well that's understandable."
"I know." Jiyong murmured.
"Well there's no use crying over it. Chaerin is stubborn. We both know that. It will take her sometime to speak too or even forgive you."
Giving his friend one last comforting pat to the back, he stood up. "Now get your act together and clean up this place. Not only that, but clean yourself as well."
Jiyong groaned, sitting up in bed.
"Take a shower first, man. I'll go a head and start cleaning up the living room some." Youngbae headed on out of the room.
Pulling his tired body from the bed, Jiyong stumbled on into the bathroom. He took off his dirty clothes and threw them into the hamper. He stepped into the shower and allowed the warm water to run over his body.
Jiyong scrubbed furiously, washing away at the dirt and grime that he had allowed to collect over a course of few weeks. He was usually such a clean person. How could he had even let himself get like this?
He knew why...
Lee Chaerin.
He sighed.
He was an idiot to think she would forgive him so easily. He had kidnapped her after all.
Hand against the shower wall, Jiyong frowned. Why had he been so stupid to let such an obsession grow?
Yeah.
That's what it was.... an obsession.
He had never been in love with Chaerin. He had only merely been obsessed with her.
If he had realized that sooner, he wouldn't be in the boat he was in now. He wouldn't have brought shame to his family. He wouldn't be considered the disgrace heir of the Kwons. Chaerin wouldn't hate him. He would be living a happy life if he had allowed none of it to happen.
But no.
His greed for her had grown. He was now paying for it.
Finally cleaned, dressed, and shaved; he made his way out to the living room to help Youngbae with cleaning up the apartment.
