My Innocent Roommate

Fathers and Favors

I have woken up to find a young prince peacefully sleeping in my arms...a prince named Juno.

It felt like I was holding the entire world in my hands and I was afraid that if I ever let it go, it would fall and shatter to pieces like crystal glass...
I was never going to let go of Juno.
Never.
Not even over my dead body.
Even I was going crazy for Juno while I was gone...I was just so addicted to him.
His love for me was a lot more addictive than drugs and alcohol...love can just be that powerful sometimes.
These past few days while I was in America, I felt so empty inside...I felt like a incomplete puzzle, wondering where my other half was.
I couldn't stop looking across the sea, for I knew that Juno was just on the other side of it...I just couldn't reach him.
Why did I have to go back to America in the first place?
Because of an unexpected accident my father had gotten himself into.
I didn't know how to feel once my mother told me...I just felt lost and confused.
What was I supposed to feel at that moment?
Sadness?
Sympathy?
Scared?
I didn't know.
Me and my father used to get along very well back then, but ever since my parents divorced...things just went downhill from there.
My father found someone else and even I didn't get along with that person well.
Now my father takes her side most of the time...it angered me.
Maybe because I was jealous of this new person taking my father away from me?
Like I have said before...me and my father's relationship is complicated, very complicated.
But being the nice, kind, respectful daughter of his, I visited him at the hospital and stayed with him until he was healed enough to go back home.
We didn't talk much the whole time, I just sat there on the chair in silence, trying to keep my mind together as I nervously fiddle with my fingers, looking out the window and staring straight out at the dark sea, wondering what Juno could be doing at this hour...
Why didn't I just text him or give him a call?
Because I had to focus more on my injured father at that time.
Plus, I accidentally threw my phone into the ocean...
Okay, so I did it on purpose.
I was so angry and upset when receiving the news about my father that I screamed and threw my phone into the ocean without thinking.
Yep, I need to learn to control myself and make rational decisions than just doing them.
After my father recovered, I helped him get home safe and sound.
The only thing he said to me was,

"Thank you, Mackenzie..."

...And I didn't say anything.
I just left without saying a word.
Our communication just wasn't that good...
So I was CRAVING for Juno the whole time I was in America and that was why I vowed to myself that when I get back to South Korea, I would give him so much love that he would be begging for more...
Sorry, that sounded so wrong.
And I oop-
I was just glad that the whole mess had finally been resolved and I got back to South Korea in no time and back into the arms of my lover, who was now cuddling up next to me in bed, the white sheets covering his slender body as the sun shined on his beautiful natural face.
He needs to eat more, he must've starved himself while I was gone...I am SO going to spoon feed him once he wakes up.
I smile as I place a kiss upon his forehead, carefully playing with his dark locks as I quietly hum a tune to a random song.
Brownie then strolls into the room, sitting by the bedside as he stared up at me with dark gleaming eyes.
I then look at the time on my Minnie Mouse alarm clock...
7:06am
Oh no.
I didn't want to get up, for Juno clung onto me like a koala.
I then heard Brownie whimper, pawing at the sheets as I started to panic.

"Oh no, no no no, Brownie! Brownie, hold on!"

I whispered as I tried gently pushing Juno off me, but Juno just groaned and held me tighter...
This boy, I swear to God...
I then look to the corner and see Brownie about to squat...
Oh no it's happening! It's happening! It's happening-
The clock strikes 7:07am and...Brownie poops on the floor...
It happened.
I sighed as Juno's eyes flutter open, yawning as he stretched his arms.
He then stared at me, blushing as he covers himself.