𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 || 𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑊𝑜𝑜𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔✔

Chapter 27

Hea PV

I am sitting on this old dusty armchair from those that seem to me hours.
Getting used to the little light that enters from a small window with bars on the top of the wall, and even to the cobwebs of spiders, my biggest fear, that reign in this forgotten place.

Until my concentration in counting the cracks on the wall is interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming down the rotten wooden stairs.
I get up, and I wait the one I would like to punch for locking me up here.

"Here she is! Have we calmed down?"
Wooyoung asks me, with his usual cheeky smile, of pure satisfaction in annoying me.
I don't answer, I wait for him to open the door, and when I believe he will finally let me out of here, he comes in, closing the cell door behind quickly, putting the key in his pants pocket.
"Will you listen to me now?"
He asks me, advancing step by step, with his usual way of teasing me with his eyes; but this time I want to play his own game.
"You know I don't want to talk.."
I begin to say, trying to use a seductive tone, which definitely does not belong to me.
"You need more time alone to think then"
Wooyoung tells me, indifferent to my attempt to be sensual, putting his hand in his pocket to retrieve the keys and leave me here.
"And what if i wanted to do something else instead of talking?"
My god, forgive me, but I must be able to get those damn keys. I'm not going to spend the night locked in here.
"Something else.."
He repeats doubtfully, and I move towards him, resting my hands gently on his chest.
"You owe me what you didn't finish last night"
I whisper in his ear, trying to distract him, as I run my hands over his body to reach my goal;
But when my hand reaches his pocket, he grabs my wrist, and makes me turn suddenly, making my back stick to his chest.
"I advise you to be a good girl, or i'll use less delicate manners"
He threatens me, showing me the chains hanging from the walls.
"You wouldn't dare.."
"Don't test me"
He tells me, giving me a quick kiss on the neck, and then letting me go.
"Well, now that you like it or not we talk my dear Hea"
He reminds me of his intentions; and honestly I still don't understand what's so important to tell me to insist in this way.

With a sigh he sits in the only armchair in the center of this disturbing place.
"Come on, sit down"
He tells me, and I look around, among the thousand junk, for another chair.
"Here Hea"
He notices my confusion, and draws my attention, tapping his thigh.
"Are you joking? I will not sit on your lap!"
How can I be in love with someone like this..I still wonder.
"Do you want to sleep here?"
I yield to his threats, and I move towards him reluctantly.

"Comfortable?"
He chuckles when I sit where he asked, and I give him an angry look, which makes him smile even more.
"Let's get to serious things. I didn't bring you here to play, but to make a speech that we should have done already-"
He starts, changing his expression completely, becoming serious, almost grim; and making me worry a little.