The Man Who Could Not Stop Time (Monsta X Fanfiction)

Chapter Three: By the Beach

"Here we are!" Wonho cheered, pulling up in front of a luxurious hotel. My eyes widened once I saw it, noticing that it was right on the beach. It was a tall, white hotel that seemed to be lighted with gold.

'Wow, places like this exist?'

It must have been expensive.

I stepped out of the car, following Wonho as he carried our luggage into the hotel. Looking around the lobby, I saw that there were a lot of fit and attractive people checking in with us too.

'They must be here for the exercise thing too...'

"Ok Mr. Lee," The receptionist said, typing away at the computer just as I caught up with him. "Here is your room key." She handed over a small key card and directed us to the right elevator.

"Wait." I said, finally realizing there weren't two room keys, "Which room am I staying in?"

"Mine." Wonho replied nonchalantly.

"Oh..." I said, staring at the elevator doors as they opened.

'But what about Jisoo?'

It probably wasn't right for me to be sleeping in the same room as him. We might have kissed not too long ago, but he was still engaged!

I followed tentatively after Wonho, watching him to unlock the hotel room and swing open the door. It was a large, luxurious room with walls painted blue and one large bed set off to the side.

'One bed?' I thought, looking around at the room.

It was big, but I couldn't stay here if there was only one bed...

Wonho set our stuff down, walking out onto the balcony to look out at the ocean.

"I should probably... get my own room..." I muttered nervously.

He looked over his shoulder at me, raising a brow at me, "Why?"

"Well..." I looked around the room to make sure I hadn't gone crazy. "There's only one bed."

"It's okay, I'll sleep on the couch." He replied, pointing over to the large white couch placed in front of the television.

"That's not fair to you."  I argued, shaking my head. "I'll sleep on the couch."

Wonho laughed, waving his hand, "It's okay. Besides, I want you to be as comfortable as possible. You're supposed to be my guinea pig after all."

I felt more relaxed now, grabbing my suitcase and taking out some of my stuff to set in the dresser and bathroom.

"What's the plan for today?" I called after Wonho while in the bathroom, checking my makeup to make sure I didn't need to do any touch ups.

"We have a schedule in an hour, so we'll have to get changed into your exercise stuff." He replied, I turned around to see him leaning against the bathroom door that I had left open, watching me closely. "What did you bring to wear?"

"Just the usual." I chuckled. "Old leggings and t-shirt."

Wonho laughed.

I raised a brow at him.

"What?" I pouted.

"Well, I guess it's my fault for not clarifying." He chuckled, "but this is going to be filmed and put on TV, so you might want to wear something a little more fashionable."

I spun around to stare at him, "TV?" I yelled, "You didn't say I was going to be on TV!?"

Wonho laughed, walking off. "Sorry. I guess I forgot to mention that."

"Forgot?" I followed after him, watching him pull out his exercise clothing. It was a tank top and jogger sweats. "How do you forget that?"

Wonho shrugged, "Anyway, we should probably go get you something nicer to wear. There's an athletic store just down the street from here. If we hurry, we'll be ready on time."

"What about this?" Wonho asked, pointing to a mannequin. The mannequin was wearing a pretty cool pink matching outfit. The sports bra had a zipper up the front and leggings that matched.

"I don't know..." I muttered, trying to imagine myself on TV with my nonexistent boobs hanging out.

"Come on, it's cute!" Wonho said, "You should try it on." He looked around the store and pulled out a jacket. "And you can wear this over it. You'll look great."

I looked at the outfit, and then over at Wonho's face before sighing, "Fine." I grabbed the outfit in my size and went into a dressing room to give it a try.

Wonho probably knew much better than I did about what to wear on TV.

I slipped out of my clothing and changed into the outfit. Zipping on the sports bra and pulling on the leggings, I started to immediately feel like a badass. I threw the jacket over it, turning around in the mirror to check myself out.

'Damn, who is she?'

Confidently, I strode out of the dressing room to show Wonho the outfit.

He chuckled when he saw me, "Someone's confident."

"Okay, you were right." I laughed too, "It's cute. I'll take this. How much?"

"You don't want to know." Wonho laughed, "I'll pay." He motioned for a sale associate to come over and ring up the outfit for me.

"Pay? What do you mean?" I asked, following the two over to the cash register.

"It's my treat." He replied, "Don't worry about it."

"But-" I started to protest.

"Besides, I need to repay you for helping me." Wonho cut me off, "You're going to be sore as hell after this weekend. That's a promise."