Sun
Junhui (because I can't call him master anymore...) was already standing outside my door ready to go when I came out. He wasn't dressed in his usual classy 'I'm the son of a CEO' type clothes. He actually looked a lot more... bad? I looked him up and down. White printed top, layered under a red plaid shirt and an oversized black leather jacket on top. Black ripped jeans. Black low cut converse.
"Are you checking me out?" He said not looking up from his phone.
"Why are you dressed like me?" I wasn't offended, he looked good.
"Are these your clothes?"
Guess not. Today I didn't wear my Moon Mafia jacket. I just wore a black tube top and brown plaid pants. With, of course, my beloved Doc Martens.
"Okay so where-" he looks up from his phone now, "why are you dressed like that?"
"You say that everyday," I said annoyed. "'You're showing too much skin'," I quote him.
"Go change," he says sternly.
"No," I turn and walk away.
He groans and follows anyway.
The car ride was silent and uncomfortable but I just let it be. Last night's shenanigans made me not feel like talking to him. Not because I felt awkward or anything, I just wanted to avoid having a conversation like that happen again.
When the car stopped and Junhui gets out I do my routine. Knife in the boot, other knife tucked in securely (in my underwear this time), hand gun in bag, and watch still working. Good. I hop out of the car, slinging my bag over my shoulders.
We walk in the mall hand in hand. You'd think we were actually a real couple.
"Where should we go first?" Junhui says looking around.
"Up to you, you're the one who wanted to go shopping," I shrug.
"Choi Sun when I said 'we're going shopping' I meant to buy you clothes. You stick out too much with your cleavage tops and cheeky shorts and belly showing crop tops."
I was offended. "I like the way I dress."
"I bet you do, you're hot," he says looking down at me. "But let's get you some other clothes okay? Mix your wardrobe up a little."
What wardrobe? I have a rack that's almost collapsing with the amount of clothes I have hanging on it. I nod in agreement anyway. Knowing him, he'll keep being annoying until he gets what he wants.
We walked around window shopping for a little bit before finally finding a store I didn't mind checking out.
Junhui picks out a pair of light washed, knee cut jeans and a yellow hoodie with 'moon' printed on the centre in black. How ironic.
"Should I get this for me?" He holds up the same hoodie but in light blue.
"If you want," I shrug.
"Alright I'll go pay."
I nod as he walks away.
~Ding~
I open my phone to see a text message.
~Bullseye~
10:18 am | You're letting your guard down too much
10:18 am | Hacker Lee is watching the security camera's in that mall you're in right now
10:20 am | Someone suspicious has been following you both since you got there
