She was in love with a murderer .
All she could think of was that , was it possible to fall out of love eventually ? She kept asking herself the same question over and over for a whole desperate day .
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" why did you help me ?" Junmyeon asked after adjusting himself on the sofa he once laid on , his arm on the head of the sofa , his gun still pointed at her , upper body bare .
Seungwan gave him a passive look as she knew that she should be asking herself just the same question but she managed to give him the most simple question she can ever come up with .
" because you were hurt " she answered not looking at him .
She was afraid she'd fall into such tricky sly beautiful eyes and soft looks to forget how he threatened her , how messed up he looked .
" people with good values like you always end up getting hurt" his left eyebrow rose, his mouth curled in a smile .
" my values are none of you business " she spat back staring right through his eyes , deciding to dare his attitude .
Junmyeon chuckled " feisty for a softie "
Seungwan felt her heart drop to her stomach when he stood around her , he was definitely someone dangerous and she was starting to regret offering help in the first place ; his gaze very much threatening and his aura strictly dark around her figure, she pursed her lips trying not to display fear.
She had always been a kind person and she just hated how she ended up regretting everytime she'd help and it'd turn out bad which was most of the times for her .
She looked down to her lap as she remembered the fact that minseok was coming , it reassured and calmed her down a bit , her hands rubbing against her thighs of nervousness.
"Didn't minseok tell you that he has brothers ?" He asked standing up right behind her seated figure .
For a man injured he sure was something , he was most definitely used to it , she thought to herself.
" he did " she replied dryly
"Did he ?" Junmyeon asked surprised " then he must trust you very much if so ,did he tell you about me ?" he said , slight amusement joining his tone.
She heard glass clicking and turned to find a whisky bottle in his hand struggling to open it
" he didn't " she answered .
Seungwan left her chair to open the whiskey bottle for him yanking it away from his hand pouring him a glass separately her gaze hard and indifferent , he held a gun at her after all she did and she wasn't going to buy it this time .
"Aren't you scared ?" he asked
"Gun men are those with broken souls " she said handing him the cup trying to ease some of the fear that had built in her for him then figured she should just get back to finish her cleaning when he seemed disctracted .
