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"I want to have porn with you y/n."
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Living amongst rea...
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➶➴➶➴➶➴➶ Your POV ➶➴➶➴➶➴➶
After saying goodbye to the handsome stranger last night, he's been on my mind constantly; the way he called me 'my flower' repeated in my head like a broken record.
The way he held me, like I was the most delicate thing in the world. The way he looked at me with his sparkling, ebony eyes, like I was the most beautiful thing in world.
I would've invited him in but after what happened I think it would've been a little naïve of me; it was naïve of me letting him walk me back home.
Yet I felt completely safe around him. His protective attitude must've given me confidence that he wouldn't repeat Eunwoo's behaviour.
Would've made him a hypocrite anyway.
My alarm went off sooner than I'd of liked this morning, not really feeling like getting up after last night. I lazily reach my hand to my bedside table to turn off my alarm. Thinking I had successfully turned it off, I snuggled back under the duvet only to then hear my fathers voice echoing around the room.
"Y/n? Hello? Are you there?"
My eyes suddenly bolt wide open and look at my phone screen.
Turns out it wasn't an alarm but a phone call.
With my father.
And I accepted it.
Shit.
"Y/n?"
"Hello?" I say as enthusiastically as I can to make it not seem like I just woke up.
"Ah you are there. I just called to ask how last night went? I haven't had the chance to speak with Eunwoo yet."
Wow, I could've put money on this being the reason for his call at 9:28 on a Saturday morning.
"Dad can we not talk about this now? I have things to do," I half lie, not wanting to talk about last nights events at this moment. I'm still trying to process it all myself.
"I just want to hear how it went and if there's a possibility that there could be a second one?" I could hear the hope in his voice.
"Unfortunately not. It just didn't work out," I tell him straight.
"What?! Why not? It's Mr Cha, a wealthy, handsome, respectful man. He looked nice."
'Respectful'. Pfft.
"Yeah, well looks can be deceiving but I just don't really think he was that interested in getting to know me properly. I think he was more interested in something short term whereas I am a bit more optimistic and want something a bit more...permanent."
"Are you sure? Maybe he was just nervous or-"
"I'm positive. No more dates father. Not with him, not with anyone, okay? I don't feel like dating anyone right now and if so I'll deal with it myself, okay? I'm twenty-two father, you don't need to keep playing Cupid for me."
