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Being the good older brother that he is, Nantes dropped his sister off at her apartment after dinner. He had heard her talk on the phone to Hansol, telling him she would be back after dinner. Nantes didn't know if Hansol was going to be home if he dropped her off since he heard her saying something between the lines of 'see you tomorrow'.

A part of him was afraid that he would leave his sister with Yuta, and he didn't trust that guy at all. Especially not with his sister. He didn't want to see his sister end up as one of the playboy's toys.

"Are you sure you don't want to sleep on my couch for one more night" he asked casually, trying not to sound like an older brother.

Norway shook her head, "no it's okay, I need to deal with Yuta sooner or later".

She gave her brother a kiss on the cheek, something he absolutely hates. That's why she chuckled when she noticed how he wiped her lipstick off his cheek.

"Get your ass in your room and stay there, avoid Nakamoto at all costs".

Norway just nodded as she got out of the car.

She wasn't entirely sure his last name is Nakamoto since he never said his last name to her. But she noticed on the lease paper the name 'Yuta Nakamoto', the paper she was afraid Hansol would lose because he's so messy.

After closing the door of the passenger seat and giving Nantes a last wave, she made her way back to her home. Which now felt less like a home because of the new roommate. She was better off if the other roommate had been Jinni, but she knew that Hansol wouldn't agree to that because to him girls gossip.

With a heavy heart she opened up the door to the apartment, and immediately noticing how quiet the place was. She didn't trust it.

"Hansol" she whisper yelled, not wanting to attract Yuta's attention. The unfortunate part was that the room of Yuta is right next to hers, so whatever he would be doing- she would hear him.

But there was no sign of Hansol, so she walked further into the home. Noticing that Yuta's door was left open, just a small crack.

She shrugged, wanting to go to her room in quiet so he won't notice she was back.

Yuta was playing a song from 'The Weeknd', soft noises coming from his room. It annoyed her so she wanted to close the door, however curiosity got the best of her.

Though the crack she saw Yuta laying on the bed- bad memories coming back in mind from when she saw Taeyong with that girl. Only Yuta was alone in his room.

His mouth was slightly open, his boxers just pulled down to his mid thigh and his eyes were closed. She noticed his hand moving up and down his length.

A soft shriek escaped her mouth as she felt like a pervert, staring at her roommate while he was pleasuring himself.

Quickly she ran into her room, going straight to the bathroom while forgetting to close her door.

Inside her bathroom she locked the door. Her cheeks were burning red from what she saw so she put her bag on the floor before washing her face. The redness quickly faded but she still felt awkward about what she saw.

She excited her bathroom when she felt less awkward and her red cheeks were gone, but that soon turned around when she saw Yuta standing in her room, looking at some of her pictures on the wall- his back facing her.

"What are you doing here".

He turned around before smirking at her, his eyes meeting hers before he noticed her eyes were eyeing him.

"You already caught me so why bother getting fully dressed" Yuta shrugged, only dressed in his boxers. "You sure have your moments don't you" he chuckled.

She looked the other way, "I didn't see anything, I just saw a mouse running through the living room".

His laugh caught her off guard, he did not believe her at all.

"Oh are you sure" he questioned as he walked towards her, his eyes dark, "because I saw you run into your room, and it was not because of a mouse".

It took him a few steps before her back was against the wall- her eyes enlarged as she looked up at him.

"You thought I was with a girl and so you got jealous, decided to check and then got shocked to see I'm alone" he told her as he held her chin between his thumb and index finger, the same hand that was moving down his length earlier, "get used to me getting off on my own, unlike Hansol. I don't sleep around anymore".

He slammed his hands against the wall, trapping her with his body. His face lowered until they were on eye level.

"I don't see the fun of having a different girl every night" he told her, his lips brushing against hers, "it's boring and soon Hansol will notice it too".

"Whatever now please let me go".

He chuckled, causing his breath to fan her face. It smelled like an combination of mint and chocolate. 

"Where were you last night, you left me to awkwardly watch TV with Hansol".

"None of your business" she replied, trying to stand her ground. 

Obviously he didn't believe her as his lips moved down her jawline to find the perfect spot to suck on. A little involuntary mean escaped her lips.

"Fine" she yelled, trying to make Yuta stop, "I spent the night sleeping on my brother's couch".

Yuta only nodded before moving his head up, "you better not cover up this new mark, or else I will leave you one every night before you go to bed, just as long until you learn".

He pressed his lips onto hers.

Her head told her to fight him off, but a part of her didn't want him to stop. 

Instead she wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer . There's just something about him that made her weak in the knees for.

Her brother's words were long forgotten as the taller guy pressed his lips onto hers again. Moving them in sync with hers, her mind told her to stop but her body didn't respond.

She hated to admit it, but he sure is a good kisser.

Yuta broke off the kiss. "Don't cover these ever or else".

"I won't, really".

Yuta had a sly smirk on his face as if he was planning something, "good girl".

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