Fixed | Minsung

Four

JISUNG

I yawned as I got out of my bed, going in to the bathroom with my eyes barely opened. I grabbed my toothbrush and put on toothpaste on it. I started brushing my teeth as I look into the mirror when I suddenly noticed steam behind my back and... a naked body?

My eyes widened in realization as the shower door opened, meeting with his eyes. I stood there, dumbfounded as the two of us stare at each other.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" He yelled, quickly grabbing a towel to cover himself up.

"NO, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" I yelled back, words a bit unclear with the toothbrush inside my mouth.

"THIS IS MY FUCKING BATHROOM!"

"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?! THIS BATHROOM IS CONNECTED TO MY ROOM, THIS IS MY BATHROOM!"

"WELL THIS BATHROOM IS CONNECTED TO MY ROOM TOO!"

"WELL—"

We both stopped as we see two doors on both sides, realizing our rooms are connected by this single bathroom.

He sighed, "Can you get out for now, please?"

I just nodded and made my way out with my toothbrush still in my mouth. I continued to  brush my teeth as I wait for him to finish inside.

His body looks nice tho...

Slap.

What the fuck are you thinking, Han Jisung?! Snap out of it!

Soon, I heard a knock from the bathroom door as he peeked in to my room, "I'm done, you can use the bathroom now."

I nodded, "R-right."

I got in the bathroom and spit out the bubbled toothpaste I formed earlier. I washed my face and looked at the mirror to compose my thoughts.

"Why the fuck is this mansion designed like this? Did our parents did this on purpose?" I muttered to myself.

* * * * *

As I went downstairs, there he was, drinking coffee on the counter with his phone in his hand.

I cleared my throat to catch his attention, which he did. "U-um... about earlier—"

"Let's forget it. It was an accident, it's not our fault our parents had designed this mansion like this."

I nodded, "Y-yeah." We both remained silent after that, it was kinda awkward for the both of us, well not until I started talking again. "Aren't you gonna eat for breakfast?" I asked.

"I have coffee, it's enough. Besides, there's no one here to cook for us, anyway." He replied.

"Um, I can cook for us?"

He stared at me blankly for a second before bursting out laughing making me furrow my brows in annoyance. "What are you laughing at?!"

"I'm sorry, it just seems so unbelievable that you actually cook. You'd probably just burn this whole mansion if you even open the stove."

"Hey! Are you underestimating me now?!" I snapped.

"No, I'm just telling the truth. I mean, how could a Han Jisung even handle a kitchen? I bet you can't even fry an egg." He said, wiping his tears from laughing.

"Excuse me?! Fine then! I'll cook us dinner tonight!"

"Oh really? Show me your cooking skills then." He replied, a smirk formed in his lips.

I rolled my eyes at him, "I'll definitely prove you wrong."

"Oh and Jisung?"

"What?"