Seokjin's POV.
Okay. So let me digest everything. My bones are broken. I, am broken, all of the money I saved is now in the vault of that 5 star fucking hotel I checked into. I lost the chance of winning the lottery. And most fucking especially and worst is I fucking lost my Time Watch.
Okay, Seokjin, you're luckiest ever existed.
"Why are you so frustrated?"
I was about to burst everything out at her face since she's the root of everything. But then I realized she might see me as a mental disabled person.
"Nothing. Just.. just... let me get out of here." I stood up and immediately regretted what I did. "Careful. You're lucky you didn't get anything than.. well, broken bones. But be thankful because you didn't experience some tumor or anything and most especially that.. you're alive."
I smiled at her sarcastically. Be thankful that you're cute and you're a woman, or else I'll break the last pieces of my bones just to beat you. "Yeah. I'm lucky." I scoffed sarcastically as I rolled my eyes.
"Hahahaha!"
"Wtf are you laughing at?"
"Hahahaha! Nothing. It's just that, you're so cute when you did that."
"Did fucking what?"
"Rolling eyes. Hahaha!"
"Argh. Can you please.. just get me fucking out of here."
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And so she did. Now, we're riding a bus towards the Hotel.
She assisted me as I got down. She assembled my wheel chair and strolled me inside. Everyone was looking at us. Not because I'm darn cute but because we look stupid. Everyone who gets inside gets out from either a limousine or a high end car. And here we are, coming out of a bus and me, in a wheel chair.
The guard even stopped us. "Hey. Where are you going? Trespassers aren't allowed here." he said with underestimation in his face. I just showed him my hotel card and he quickly came out of our way with humiliation and sorry face.
"Woooow. This hotel is luxurious. I didn't know you were rich?! But I must admit your face looks rich. Since you're flawless and white and that you're handsome. But the way you dress doesn't--"
"Can you please shut up and leave? I can manage."
"Oh really? I don't think so."
She roamed the house quickly not even asking if I permit it. She roamed as if it's the first time for her to see something like this (which is true) and as if she owns the wholeness.
"Whoah. This suite is really spacious."
"This is the most expensive suite this hotel offers."
Her mouth formed an 'O'. "Wow. Really? You really are rich. I suddenly get ashamed of what hospital I brought you in. I'm sure you get hospitalized in VIP rooms in exclusive hospitals."
I just shrugged. Nah. I'm poor too, if you just know.
"By the way, why are you staying here? Have you been abroad? Don't you have a house here? Until when are you staying here?"
And that made me more worse than I usually was. I remembered I only checked myself in for 48hours. And I've spent 25hours already. I only have 23hours left. I'm supposed to check out at 7:00PM June 15. Which is tomorrow.
And where would I fucking stay? With nothing left in my wallet? With these broken bones? With me missing the Time Watch? Argh! What a very lucky man, I am!
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"So, are you sure you really can carry on alone? Hmm.. I think. Besides, you can just call your servants to assist you. So, I guess, I'm gonna get going."
"Wait."
"What?"
"You should take full responsibility of me. You can't just leave me here."
Her eyebrows met. "What? Earlier you ordered me to leave? And, you're rich, so you can manage."
"Nah. I'm not rich."
"Then how could you afford this kind of suite?" she asked flummoxed. "I got it from my 2 year savings. But--why am I even explaining to you? It should be your inituative in the first place, to take responsibility to me, because you're the reason why my life is now miserable."
"Wow. Miserable is such a big word."
"Yes. And you might not understand nor see it, but what you did really caused me bigger than you thought."
Her eyebrows met again but it departed each other after seconds and her lips curved downwards, as if thinking. After several seconds, she smiled and nodded.
"Okay! Be thankful that I'm kind." She immediately sit in the vast couch.
"And that your suite is comfortable and.. you're cute." she chuckled. Wow. What a straight forward flirter.
"When are you supposed to be checking out?" she asked while watching Netflix in the large smart television.
"Tomorrow. 7PM."
"What? Are you serious? Where are you staying after?"
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