furtive | jun | wen junhui

Chapter Thirteen

Sun

By midnight we were back at the house.

Junhui goes straight into his room and I go into mine. He didn't say much to me on the way back. Was he tired? Getting kidnapped must be draining.

I flop onto my bed and think. The first kidnapping happened before Jisoo confessed to me, which means he was working for Mrs Jeon before that. Which means his 'feelings' for me are not real. Which means he only said that so he could stay close to me. I sighed, "it was too good to be true." I changed out of my clothes into the pj's Seungcheol gave to me before the whole Junhui incident.

We were actually having a good time until of course, duty called. The pj's were white and floral. "You won't wear anything with this style outside so I got them as pyjama's instead," he said.

~Ding~

~Young Master~

12:06 am | Come to my room

Ugh, I really needed to change his name.

~Spoilt Brat~

Why? | 12:06 am

12:06 am | Just because

12:06 am | And

12:07 am | I miss you

I roll my eyes at the last message. You better have. Why can't you just do as you're told?

~Spoilt Brat~

I'll just see you tomorrow, goodnight. | 12:08 am

12:10 am | JUST COME HERE OR ELSE I'LL COME TO YOU

I sighed deeply. He's as stubborn as always. I go into his room without knocking. This was actually the first time I've been in it. Unlike my carpeted room his floor was wooden. The first thing to see was his three weirdly shaped couches. It's frames are wood, matching the floor but the soft part that you sit on was a dark grey. In the middle was an oval wooden coffee table on a dark grey rug. To the left on the far corner was what looked like his walk in closet and on the other corner was his half opened bathroom which I could just see in. To the right was his king sized bed placed on some elevated stairs. His sheets were dark grey and so was his head board.

"Nice pyjama's," Junhui appears at the door of his bathroom, a towel was wrapped around his waist. Just a towel.

I look away, "you text in the shower?"

"You don't?" I hear him walk across the wooden floor then his footsteps suddenly disappear.

I look back and the light of his walk in closet was on. I let out a sigh not realising I was holding my breath that whole time. I then walk over to his couches and lay on one.

After a while I could hear footsteps again.

I sit up to see a fully clothed Junhui drying his hair with a small towel.

He comes over and sit on the ground in front of me, legs crossed. He hands me the towel, "can you do this for me?"

I glare at him, "I'm not your babysitter."

"Technically, you are," he grins.

I roll my eyes and shuffle forward on the seat. I place the towel on his head and roughly shake his hair around.

"I'm sorry about today by the way, I shouldn't have gone out," his head was down and I couldn't see his face but I knew he meant it sincerely.

"It's okay, just don't do it again," I stopped ruffling his hair then slid my hand across his head. Some parts were still a little damp but most of it was dry. I hand him back his towel.