Lacuna [The Fangirl Series no. 02]

Four

FOUR IS FOR THE WORDS YOU LEFT UNTOLD

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Lee Jihoon's Point of view

White hot searing pain racked my brain as I tried to open my eyes. A girl is trying to wake me up and I think she's my fan. "Is he conscious already, Baobei?" My mind is officially awake as the voice of Junhui or Minghao echoed in my mind. Among the two of them only one is clingier than the other and I'm betting my hair color that the person who's talking is Junhui. "Lower down your voice, Jun-oppa. Boss is still a bit groggy since his temperature went down a bit," The girl's stern voice reprimanded Jun. Slowly opening my eyes, she looked worried and her hand went to touch my forehead. I slapped her hand away and hissed from the wave of dizziness that hit me.

"Get your dirty hands off of me," Despise laced in my voice as hurt flashed in her eyes before she masked it with a smile on her lips. "Boss, I'm just taking your temperature," I shaked my head and she nodded in understanding. "Do you want me to reheat the chicken porridge, Jihoon-ah?" Junhui whipped out his phone and started recording the exchange between me and her. "Yes, please heat the porridge. I want some right now," Her smile widened as I put out my hand and made the close-open gesture. A slight color of crimson dusted the tips of her ears and nose, making her look prettier.

"Woozi, you're so cute!" Junhui cooed at me and I threw a pillow at him. "I'm not cute, I'm manly!" The girl came back with a bowl in her hand, still steaming and while smiling at her, I patted the space beside me. "Junhui's secret diary entry number 75, Woozi is acting like a five year old whenever he's sick. Here he is with his assistant, Ms. Asialaine," The girl awkwardly waved at him and I stared at her. Her lips looks soft like a marshmallow. 

"You're pretty, who's your bias in Seventeen?" She choked on her own and looked at Junhui for help. "My name is Asia and my bias is Lee Jihoon. Do you know him?" She asked back to me while blowing the porridge. My eyes widened with this information and smiled so wide that I can't see her pretty face anymore. "Yes, I know him! That's me, right?" She placed the spoon in front of me so, I opened my mouth and ate the porridge. My eyes widened as I flapped my hands on my side. Whoa! This tastes delicious! Junhui squealed and placed the phone somewhere as the girl fed me.

"Boss, after this you're going to drink medicine and rest, okay?" I nodded obediently and she patted my head. "Gosh, why are you like this when you're sick?" She asked and Junhui placed a hand on her shoulder. "Baobei, are you sure you can handle Jihoon alone?" That twisting feeling on my stomach happened again and I whimpered lowly. Why does it hurt? My heart clenched as the pretty girl smiled at him and looked at Junhui with gentle eyes as he handed her a tiny paper bag. 

"Joshua-hyung told me that you should leave this tiny man alone or you'll be hurt in the end," They're speaking in Jun's mother tongue which even irritated the hell out of me. "Why should I be hurt? I'm doing this as an assistant," Jun's brows rose and he rolled his eyes. "Manager hired you as Jihoon's bodyguard posing as his assistant. Some of us knows this information except for Jihoon since, he's too stubborn. Luckily, you have everything Manager required to become Jihoon's plausible assistant, Asia. Jisoo may have announced that you're his cousin but," She clicked her tongue at him making me feel at ease even if I don't know what they're talking about. "I know what I'm doing Junhui. I accepted this job because I can and I want to. You have your own photographer, right?" Jun looks taken aback by what she said and I closed my eyes. Trying to rest my mind from the difficulty that I'm currently going through.

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"Ah!" I woke up panting and catching my breath as my dream took a dark turn. Looking down at my hands, I saw no blood or the blue scarf nor shards of glass. My eyes scanned the room and noticed that Asia wasn't around but there's a glass of water, medicine tablets and a used fever patch on the bedside. Did I have a fever? Touching my forehead, I sighed in relief. So far she's been doing great as my assistant but, I should keep on making things hard for her. She still hasn't earned my trust. Asia may be all smiley and acting prim but, I want to see what she can do under pressure or stress. Maybe, I should go out and make her worry? Or make her deliver coffee to me from the other town? How about throwing a tantrum? Or treat her coldly?