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Chapter 10

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"Today he scolded you for getting drunk and now he came drunk himself. Unbelievable." she scoffed.

"He was with his father" I inform her, my gaze never leaving Tae Joon.

"It must be serious then," she said.

"I guess" I gave her a nodded. Tae Joon's father only invited him to drink whenever he wants to talk about a serious issue. No wonder he was stressing out early.

"I am going back to eat" Tau inform and left the room. I sat next to him staring at his peaceful face. He looks so relax and clam without any stress.

I raise my hand to touch his face but I couldn't, it felt like it's not my place to do so. I took a last glare at him before standing up and leave. I felt a grip on my wrist. I look at my hand and saw Tae Joon's long fingers wrap around my wrist.

"Stay for a while, I had a long day can't I get ahead massage?" He whispered and his eyes still close. I nodded even though he couldn't see me and sat on the bed again, bending forward to reach his head. My right hand on his forehead giving him massages and left still in his grip.

"Are you okay?" I whisper to him.

There was a visible smile on his face. "I should be the one to ask that," he whispered back to me. "You're the one who got an attack." he opened his eyes and stare directly in mine. My heartbeat quickened. I didn't realize how close we were until I felt his warm breath on my face.

"I am much stronger then you think," I said in my normal voice.

"Don't doubt that" he replied. "I am so relieved that you're stronger and can fight for yourself because unfortunately, I can't protect you enough. I can't fight for you nor can I fight with you"

"At least you can tell truth" I smile and he had frowned.

"I was trying to get your sympathy and hear that how great I am and how I am important for you but you just have to push me in the mud, don't you?" he took my hand from his forehead and cover his eyes with it. My hand being short only cover one eye perfectly and the other was peaking under my fingers. I just smile. "Your smile is so innocent yet you're a badass. That's why I think you're so perfect" he smiled and it reminded me of an innocent baby.

"I think I like you more when you're drunk"

"Should I stay drunk more then?" He asked, removing my hand from his eyes which were looking at me. "Drunk you is better but I think I like you overprotective too"

"You like the daddy me more huh?" He smirked. I stare at him in shock. Why does he have to bring that up? "I think I will take my words back," I told him. "I don't like you getting drunk anymore" I stated.

He pouted. "The daddy me?" He said in a hopeful voice. "Definitely not that one" I could see tears forming in his eyes. "Are you...?"

"You don't like me?" Tear slip of his eyes. "Why don't you like me? I thought you said you like me?" He looks like a five-year-old.

"Hey, calm down. Don't cry" I tried to wipe his tears away but both of my hands were held tightly by him. "I like you okay? I was just kidding" I gave him an encouraging smile.

"Really?" He gave me Bambi's eyes. I nodded. He smiled like an innocent child. Suddenly I got the itch of kissing him. I bite my lips trying not to do so. He is drunk and I can't take advantage of his stage.

"You should take rest now," I said my voice shaking. "I want to be with you" he pouted.

"Tomorrow"
I promise which he is going to forget, I hope he does. "Can I make a promise to you?" He nodded.