Falling For It ✔️

Ten

By the time I was done with both the bath and a thorough shower, I really did feel so much better. I actually called the bar and described the guy to the manager and told him about what happened, Yoongi and all. I guess it is the guy's brother, and he didn't realize he was in the establishment. The cops had actually been called, by the blonde guy, wanting to press charges against Yoongi. 

When he told me that I panicked.

Then the manager told me not to worry. He had surveillance covering the outside of his bar, and the police saw that he was defending me. Also, I didn't see this while I was there, the other guy tried to punch Yoongi when he pulled him off of me. That is what made Yoongi punch back. 

No charges were being filed against him. 

Thank god. 

I hung up the phone leaning against the bathroom counter letting out a sigh. I really did feel a lot better. I went to move, but then a thought came to mind. 

Fuck. 

I don't have anything to change into. 

I looked down to the clothes that I had been wearing and reeeallly didn't want to put them back on. I stepped into the bedroom, walking over to the closet. His clothes were neatly put together, and there were a few drawers that had boxers in them. I grabbed a pair, and the smallest shirt I could find. The boxers were a little big so I opted to wear my panties instead. They were clean, I had only been wearing them for a few hours. But I did wear his t-shirt. It fell to my mid-thigh and was black with a little character on it that looked as if it was throwing a tantrum. 

Cute. 

I folded his boxers and put them in his hamper, and threw my jeans, tank top, and bra in there too so they weren't just laying around. I made my way out of his bedroom trying to remember where I had come from. I heard shuffling around in the kitchen area and walked in. I sat at the breakfast bar that was connected, almost silently. 

He was plating the food that he made. 

How nice. 

And thank god. 

I was hungrier than I thought. 

He put the pan down and turned off the oven. He took hold of the plates and turned around. I thought he would get surprised at my appearance and drop the food, but he didn't flinch. However, his eyes zeroed in on the shirt I was wearing as he placed my plate in front of me. 

"Where did you get that?" He asked fishing out forks for us. 

"Your closet." I grinned. "I didn't want to put my clothes back on, they aren't very comfy."

"Then why wear them?" He asked. 

I saw him swallow thickly, and heard him clear his throat. "I wanted to look good. I was on a date." 

His eyes flashed to me, and...and I think that may have hurt his feelings. "Oh? With who?" 

"Beakhyun." 

He was about to say something smart, but then his eyebrows came together and his fist hit the table. "That guy was on a date with you and didn't bother to go looking for you when that asshole had you pinned against your will?" 

"I went to use the bathroom and when I got back, I texted him. He paid the tab and went to the bathroom as well. It all happened so fast, I don't blame him for this happening. It was just a lot of bad timing." 

He seemed to relax, and stabbed his asparagus with his fork. "How was the date?" He asked before shoving the asparagus in his mouth. 

I shrugged. "It was okay. I won't be going on another one."