Suho and the sea

Thirty One

Junmyeon places a strand of my hair behind my ear. He sneaked in when he thought no one was looking, and he looked like he was undercover, in my opinion, he was adorable. And now, when I look at him, he smiles and wants to hold me, he doesn't find me disgusting, and he wants me to love myself: "I have a question." He said softly as he watches my face, as I nod; "When we, you know, did you like that?" I laugh softly; "It helped me a lot, it was the first time since that happened, And I was ready, plus you didn't want it for just yourself, you wanted us to connect like that, you wanted me to enjoy it." I say, his cheek turning slightly crimson, and he rubs his cheeks like he's creating friction for it not to be noticeable, but I stop his hand, and he watches me with cautious eyes. "And also it wasn't as it was planned, with us it came naturally like it was our right of passage." I smile at him; "I think when you found me, I found myself, and you never were my tainted past, you were the brightest future." I say as he leans in and kisses me softly; "And you're mine." He whispers as he runs his fingers through my hair, his nose touching mine.

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I wake up in Junmyeons arms; he holds me tightly against his chest. He's sleeping face is so peaceful. And my heart is ready to burst; I know I love him. When I try to get free so I can kiss his cheek, he grumbles and holds me tighter: "Where are you going?" And I laugh softly; "I was going to kiss you." His eyes shut open; "Please do." He can barely contain his excitement.

After a few more hours of not wanting to leave the bed, I've forced him into the shower. I end up taking his room key. I walk into the room and start to toss his bed around, just in case someone recognized him. I also grabbed his bag, which was unpacked on the bed. He couldn't be more obvious. After I return with his bag and new set of clothes, he steps out from the bathroom and still dripping wet, and looks at me; "Does this mean we are even?" He asks as he places his hands over his nipples: "Maybe." I say and walk closer, and he looks slightly nervous; "What are you doing?" He says and swallows hard as I placed my hand on his hip, and grab his towel and run for the bathroom as he panics in the room. "So funny." He shouts as I laugh.

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When I return the key and set the bill with the room service, I panic over the amount of room service. "Why did you order so much?" I questioned when we got into the car: "I couldn't decide, though." He replied, and I narrowed my eyes: "You should spend less." I say, and he chuckles, "Why? I have earned my money so I can do what I want." And I frowned as he took my hand and kissed the back of it; "Stop worrying, okay." He says as he holds onto my hand as we drive back to the city.

We sit silent for the begining of the ride, and when I feel like i'm about to pass out he speaks.

"Does money worry you?" he asks softly: "Doesnt everyone?" I questioned. He chuckled as he rubbed my knuckles: "I think we need to talk about me a little." I chuckle: "Bout time." I say as I feel relieved that he's willing to talk about himself, this entire relationship, we've been trying to establish has been about me and mostly never about him, and it makes me feel bad. And now I start to feel scared what if I only like that he's been there and not for who he is.

"What you were thinking about?" he asks as he watches me, and I turn to look at him. "Nothing important, so spill the beans." I smile as he chuckles.

"Seoul born, my parents own their company, I have a brother, and I'm the leader of Exo." I turn in my seat; "That's it?" I say, pretending to be disappointed; "What else would you like?" He laughed softly, and I shook my head; "I don't know, what kind of business do your parents own? A restaurant? some sort of food store?" I laugh softly as he kisses my hand again me butterflies; "They own a few businesses, to be honest." And I frown and try to say this in a nice way; "Is your family is rich?" I question, "We are comfortable." He replies, and I make a face: "Don't crazy rich Asian me." And he starts to laugh loudly as he watches the road: "I'm only laughing because it hit me that they said it in the movie." He smiled: "But also they were filthy rich." I say as he continue  smiling; "I don't want to put you in an awkward position, my family is wealthy,  its generations of wealth." He said softly as he drives.

"That's why you spend as you do?" I questioned, "You're fully aware that it's the first time I've spent money around you right?" He questioned back. I look down and is confused, "What about our first date?" I ask and look at him; "Well, as I recall, they gave me the ice cream, because they recognized me, I even had to take a photo." He laughed, and I blink utterly oblivious to this fact. "Wait, how was I so stupid to not see it?" I question as we get closer to the radio station. "Because my love blinded you." He laughed and kissed my hand ones again. I pull my iPad out from the bag; they had been kind to add it in for me to check emails and such concerning the guys, I'm blushingh buit I'm pretending his words werent true. "Okay, back to work mode." I say, and Junmyeon laughs at me; "What?" I question, "You're cute on your work mode."I glared at him; "Yah, I had no choice, it was either this or the stripper clothes." I say, gesturing to the outfit I wore on the drive down. Aka, my off days outfit.

"Anywho, you're being interviewed about the upcoming mini-drama, you start shooting next week, and the mini solo album." I look at the info, I didn't dare to dig in much into Junmyeons life before this, but he's a busy bee for sure. "You have quite a lot of solo activities." I say mindlessly; "You're just aware of it?" I don't look at him; "I've been going through most of Baekhyun and Chanyeol scheadual and porjects, this past week, which is the entire week I've worked for you." He chuckled as he drove into the parking garage. And my phone rings, as I look at it, its the second manager.

As we stand in the elevator up to the 20th floor, Junmyeon is behind me, and when the door opens, my heart drops. That man: Michele Cormic (It's a name I want to forever forget yet seeing his face is like saying it all the time everyday), what was he doing here? We lock eyes, and he smiles as I feel violently sick. Junmyeon notices me becoming tense as the elevator seems to grow smaller when he steps on. And I forget I'm on the phone and hangs up, I watch the floors rolling up slower and slower as I feel the vomit enter my mouth, the second the elevator door opens, I dash out and I hear Junmyeons worried tone behind me as I rush into the bathroom.

As I feel a hand on my back, Junmyeon followed me into the girl's bathroom, as I hurl into the toilet, he lifts my hair to move it out of the way. and runs his hand up and down my back; "You should leave?" I weep out, and he murmurs something that sounds like a no. "I should take you  home Lily," He murmurs and I shake my head; "Go, do your interview." He sighs as I insist. "I'll call someone to come and take your place and have someone come and get you." He says softly.