Clash of Colors

What You Want to Protect the Most

"I'll pay," she offered as if that was all that mattered.

"But you just said..." he nearly choked again. On his spit.

"I hear they have cable and we can have room service," her eyes glazed with anticipation. Innocently continuing, "Some hotels have pools and balconies."

His eyes traced over her childishness. Namjoo was truly an innocent country girl. What a hotel extravaganza to a couple was probably was not what she had in mind. Sehun couldn't help but laugh. Baffled, but highly amused. She really couldn't be any cuter.

"Are you sure?" he wondered. "Does Uncle Jaejin..."

She cut him off. Really fast. "I ran away for the night. I don't want to regret it, so lets not talk about them."

The amusement died just as fast.

Sehun stared at for a long time. Coming to term with the fact that she had indeed gotten into more trouble than she was telling him. Because of him she was having a hard time. Because of that family. Because of her sister.

What else was she not saying?

"All right," he gave in. "Just tonight."

Her face brightened bringing a smile to his face.

Even if for a ridiculous moment that would not stretch for as long as she would be miserable, he hoped today would overpower all her coagulated thoughts.

Pulling her along he said, "I'll pay, so don't worry."

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He actually found a hotel with a pool and a balcony. Sehun got them a room on the twelfth floor. One bed. TV included.

It was commonly luxurious with a table. A set of furniture, thick curtains for the windows with a view of the tall buildings crowding the city, and a sliding door that led to the balcony. Everything was plushy, puffed up, and cleaned for the new guests' use.

Namjoo was easily wowed. Walking around wooed by the patterned yellow walls. Curiously running her hand over the curtains and pressing her face against the cool window to stare at the city lights coming to life.

"The room is so big!" she exclaimed excited. Turning around she headed straight for the TV. Finding the remote she powered it on and began flipping through the channel. Interested by the fact that there were some international channels.

Sitting on the couch he watched her eyes go wide. Unable to think of any other thoughts but that Namjoo was enjoying herself. Seeing the glow in her eyes made him happy.

Sitting with him she would settle on a show changing channels whenever there were commercial breaks. Doing the same thing when she found something else that interested her. Handing her the room service menu when she got hungry. Debating over what to have for dinner.

Namjoo's eyes inched wider when their platters of food arrived. Tasting everything from her plate to his as they glued themselves in front of the TV. When she finally tired, she climbed onto the bed. Sinking into the fat pillows. Eyes still on the screen from where she lay.

After a while she called out for him, "Do you want to come up?" Patting the space beside her, "Come up."

Sehun peered at her from where he sat. Curious if she wasn't having any second thoughts at all.

"Are you seriously not scared?" he wondered standing over her.

Namjoo shot him a look asking if he was stupid. To be honest, he felt a tiny bit belittled. Was she not that attracted to him?