Once the door closes, I drift my eyes towards Mister Jeon but feel shyer than expected. He is taller than Joonha, and he looks so similar to him, but he has so many tattoos. Some over his neck, his forearms, which are exposed because of his rolled-up sleeves, and his hands. "Are you thirsty or hungry? Joonha told me you'd be here, so I got you some cookies and flavored water."

"Oh, thank you very much, Mister Jeon," I hug Joonha's bag, this intimidating man standing before me and probably having no idea how powerful his aura is. I smile at him but drop my eyes to the small puppy, who is jumping on my calf with his front paws.

"Choco, come here," Mister Jeon makes him stop, and the puppy runs towards him to sit down. "You can take whatever you want if you want to eat or drink, feel at home here," he walks to the right, so I thank him again but look at what he is doing. He grabs a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter, and he takes one out to light it up. His muscles tightening the silk fabric of his wine red dress shirt, he holds his cigarette away from his lips and peeks up at me. "I'll be in the garden over there," he points his finger at the glass doors that are some feet before me, right after the living room. "So, if you need something, I'm here," he reassures me, and I nod. "Alright."

I let my eyes on his buff silhouette as he is walking away, wearing a dress shirt and black trousers that make him look like a business man, but once he steps out, I move to the left and walk up the stairs that are next to a door, and I head to the first floor. I check the different doors here and open the one with Joonha written on it.

The cleanness of it surprises me. I did not expect this from a man's bedroom.

His bed is big and on my left, but my attention gets grasped by his gaming setup. His gaming chair, his angle desk, the three computer screens, his microphone, and his headphones. This is the first time I see the room in which he is when we play together, when we stay on the phone for hours.

This is such a cozy house.

I do not let go of his bag but sit down on his bed, and I get the Chocolate lollipop he bought me at the coffee shop earlier. I remove the wrapping and put his bag next to me, and I smile at how adorable it is.

Not knowing how it is going between them, I take my phone out to see if he Joonha sent me a text, but nothing, so I drop it on the bed, lie down, and let the chocolate melt in my mouth.

15 minutes later...

After what felt like an eternity, I hear the door open, so I take my eyes off my screen and stop chewing on the stick in my mouth. I do not ask any questions but wait for him to tell me, and he drops his entire body next to mine.

"Guess what?" he finally lets something out, so I put my eyes on him. "What?" I take the stick out of my mouth, and I gaze down at his lip ring, but he smiles. "He said yes."

I move up with one hand on the blanket. "Yes to?"

"Are you dumb?" he hurls out, and I slap his abs. "Not as much as you are."

He fakes a smile to erase the bitterness, and he gives a chuck under my chin. "He said yes to let you stay here this weekend."

"You're joking, right?" I do not believe him, but he shakes his head. "I swear, I'm telling the truth. We had a long conversation, but I promised him some things, and now he trusts me, so I'm gonna show him he can."

I jump on him to throw my arms around his neck, and I hug him. "Thank you."

"I promised him not to touch you, so don't tempt me," he makes it easy to get what type of conditions my brother must have put to give his permission, and I move away from him. "You know what he means by touch. You can hug me, you won't break your promise for a simple hug."

He does not reply as if he wanted to avoid saying something, and he sits up. "I'm gonna take a shower. Your brother's coming back with some of your stuff, so don't worry about anything," he leaves the bed and takes his t-shirt off to drop it on the blanket, and he shows his bare torso.

"Don't stalk me while I'm naked in my shower, alright?" he acts like I would do this type of stuff, and I chuckle, but he undoes his belt and enters the bathroom. I need to talk to my brother.

[ you really allow me to stay here for the weekend? >

< Yes, but he better respect what he promised to me ]

[ what was that promise about? >

< I won't tell you. You could have talked about this before you left, now I gotta take care of your underwear;-; ]

[ take tongs to grab them and don't look >

< don't look? Are you kidding me dumbass? How do I find them and put them in your luggage? ]

[ then look without using your brain so that you cannot really see. I don't want you to see those! >

< then you should have stayed home! I'm your brother anyway I already had to give you a bath when you were a baby and that dad was working so let's not make it worse than it already is ]

[ I'm not a baby anymore >

< yes you are. Now let me take care of this and bring you your stuff ]

[ alright and hurry because Joonha is already taking his shower and I want to take mine before eating dinner >

< how do you know he's taking a shower? ]

[ he's in the room next to mine >

< I'm sorry, does that mean you're in his room just at this right moment? ]

[ yes, I was waiting for him to come back and had no other room to go to yet >

< you're not sleeping with him, got it? You sleep in another room ]

[ come on! We're not gonna do anything! I even hugged him but he didn't do it because "he promised not to touch me" >:c >

< Hahaha the damn fucking joke you think I'm gonna believe. I was there before you even knew what making babies were, so you're gonna get your ass in another bed to sleep, and even if its not to sleep, understood? And before you could try to trick me, he won't get in that other bed so you stay in different beds ]

[ and what if I sleep on his gaming chair while he's in his bed? I don't wanna sleep alone in a house I don't even know. I want him to be close to me. What if I have a nightmare? >

< no. If you have a nightmare? Fine, you'll wake up. I'm not arguing on this anymore y/n ]

[ Inhyuk...:c >

< Alright, since you're asking for it. This guy is 21, you're eighteen, you like him, he seems to like you too otherwise he wouldn't make so much effort just to talk and see you, all of that means you're two damn people made of nothing but hormones and I know damn well that if you both sleep in the same bed, you're not gonna be able to hold back. So I said no, y/n, you're too young and its too early ]

[ we're friends! I just wanna be with him. He's gonna leave for three weeks, you have no idea how hard its gonna be for me >

< if you truly have feelings for him, you'll wait. You test him, you see how he reacts when you put boundaries that should be put between two friends, and you'll see if he's a good guy or not. And I'm gonna be honest with you, if he doesn't text you just once during that vacation, he's an asshole. If I was into a girl and that I was leaving for three weeks and that I knew this girl's attached, I'd give no shit about their rules but text and call her ]

I do not answer him but sigh. Why does he always have to be right?

< Alright? I'm forcing myself to let you do this because I know it's gonna make you happy, but I'm freaking out. So do not make me regret, please ]

[ I won't. >

I leave my phone on the bed, knowing he is playing with my emotions to make me do as he wants. No time to still be mad, I hear Joonha come back, so I look at him.

"What did my brother make you promise?" I question him as soon as he is within sight, but he ruffles his damp blond hair and gets on his gaming chair, wearing a pair of sweatpants only. "Why are you asking?"

"Because I want to know, obviously. That's the purpose of a question," I do not plan on giving up this time, but he smiles and rests his head on his fist. "I can't tell you."

"And why is that?" I heave one leg up to put it over the bed, and he rolls his eyes and tilts his head to the other side, expressing some irritation. "I don't want to say it. Don't you think there's a reason for him to not want you to hear it?" he fiddles with his chain, and I stare into his eyes, resisting the desire that his lower body causes. "You're annoying, Joonha..."

"I already told you a part of that promise," he reveals, in a quieter voice. "Yeah," I glance away. "So you know I can't sleep in the same bed as you?"

"I know that, we have a guest room here or downstairs anyway. So you'll pick the one you want," he affirms, with this, that it is about the touching and stuff my brother is worried about. "Downstairs?"

"Yeah, my dad sleeps downstairs," he nods. "Good. What are you going to do if I stay in your bed tonight?" I do everything to find a way to not have to be alone, and he chuckles, but not like usual. "Y/n...Let's respect what your brother wants."

"Fine," I do not oppose myself to it or try to make him succumb, I take my phone and stand up. I grip the handle of the door, but Joonha stops me by asking me where I am going. "I'm thirsty," I open the door and get out.

I know that it is a good thing if he respects my brother's conditions and does not lie and do what he wants behind his back, but this is still frustrating to be treated like a child.

10 minutes later...

I get out of the house after hearing Inhyuk's car park in front of it, and I walk up to him. He heads to the trunk, but I get distracted by the sound of the door behind me, so I check but see that Joonha came too. However, he is standing where he is.

"Here's all you asked for," he takes the luggage out and puts it down, but I do not touch it yet or speak, and he lifts his hand up to the trunk door to leave it on it.

"Thank you," I remember to say it since he got there and back just for me, but he sharply exhales and closes the door. "Now you're mad?"

"I'm not," I touch the luggage, not raising my eyes up to him. "Doesn't seem like it," he directs his body towards me and crosses his arms.

"Why do you treat me like a kid?" I glance up at him, not keeping it to myself. "I don't treat you like a kid, y/n. Stop saying that."

"Yes, you do," I contradict this lie, and he averts his eyes from me. No word or sound escape him other than some air, and he runs his fingers through his brown hair to push it back. "I'm worried for you. That's all. You maybe believe that I am doing this and treating you like you're just a baby, but I think about what you don't."

"Like what?" I ask to hear what seems too naive to even know. "Do you want me to tell you what could happen? Uh? You really wanna act like you don't know about rape? Or those guys who wait for you to be asleep to use your body because 'Oh, the rubbing turned him on, and he couldn't control himself'? Uh? I know that you know about all this stuff but ignore it because it's 'Joonha', and in your mind, he's already an amazing guy."

I do not complain or show some anger, I nibble on my inner cheek and look down.

"I know you don't like that, but I'm not establishing all those rules and boundaries just for myself. I know how you're gonna feel if something like that happens to you, and I want to avoid it as much as I can. You're still young, I need to teach you what to do when you're in love because I know you don't care about anything other than being with him," he tells me all the good reasons for him to be so worried, even if this still seems a bit too exaggerated, I understand him. "And once again, I know you're not a baby anymore and that I can trust you, but once you'll be in that bed with him touching and manipulating you because that's 'so exciting to break a promise and do something forbidden', we both know that you won't be able to stop him, then once you'll realize the morning after that he didn't hold back because he only wanted to have sex with you and doesn't truly like you, you'll be hurt."

"I just like him, and I'm scared he might do it with another girl on that vacation because I'm too annoying or frigid," I share my fright about this, and he steps closer to me, puts his arms around my body, and gives me a hug. "I told you already. If he cannot wait, he's an asshole, and you deserve better than that. On top of that, you're just friends as you told me, so if he already does it with you, you shouldn't hope for him to not do it with another girl over there. Be patient, do not rush anything," he presses a kiss on my head, and this gesture is enough to tell me that he is, to no small extent, concerned. "Don't fall even more in love if you're worried about that. You'll see in one week if you can really trust him or not."

"Hm," I hug him back and have faith in his words. He is always right about everything, so I need to do as told. "I trust you, alright?" he moves back to make us look at each other. "I won't disappoint you, I promise."

He smiles, showing relief. "Good. He's waiting for you, so go," he mentions Joonha when I thought he would have left at some point, so I grab my luggage and peek at him. "And he better carry that for you, or else,  that's a minus one."

I chuckle but step back. "Be careful on the road, love you," I wave at him, and once he does it too and tells me the same last words, I go back to Joonha.

"Are you okay?" he gazes at me as if he could feel that something is wrong, and I nod. "Yes, I just had a talk with him."

"Give me that," he grabs the handle of my luggage, and I chuckle. "Did you hear him?"

"What? You think I could hear you from that far?" he picks the heavy luggage up, and my brother honks, so I whirl around to wave at him, and he leaves. "Why though? What did he say?" he opens the door and lets me in first like a gentleman. "He said you better carry it for me."

He laughs but goes upstairs, so I follow. "Only an asshole wouldn't do it," he marks a good point, and I smile.

•••

9 pm.

"Where do you even want me to put it?" he breaks the flower pot to get it back in his inventory, so I lean forward and point at his screen. "Here," I indicate the spot, and he places it right there, so I get back in my previous position to be comfortable on his lap and watch him play. "Which flower do you want?"

"The blue one," I pick, and he takes one to put it in the pot. "There. Is it better like that?"

"Yes," I smile at how obedient he is to my orders. "Good. I need to get some bones now," he takes his diamond sword and goes out of the house in the middle of the night. "Don't die," I tell him and look at my phone. "I never die."

< tell me when you go to bed, okay? ]

[ okay >

I answer the text Inhyuk sent me and look back at Joonha. "Finally," he says, out of the blue, so I frown at him. "Yeah, you took so long to come, I— Shut the fuck up, I'm speaking," he giggles, and I understand he is talking to Seunggil, who joined. "Yes, you're my bitch, so you shut up when I talk, and you listen," he grins, being too dominant. "Get one of my swords and kill some skeletons with me," he hides in a corner and protects himself with blocks in the game, and he moves forward to take another pair of headphones.

A pretty one.

He connects them to his computer while talking to Seunggil, and he puts them over my head. "Y/n can hear you now, so don't say too much shit."

"You literally just called me your bitch, you're kidding?" he has a point, getting me to laugh. "But she knows all that already, so she's used to it."

"Yeah. I got used to it now. I'm your bitch, she's your cute little ba—"

"Shut up, Seunggil," he tongues in his inner cheek, and I cannot help smiling. "Hmm. No. Y/n, if you wanna know some good stuff, keep the headphones on. Okay?"

"Y—"

"I didn't allow you to address her," he interrupts me before I could even say a single word, approaching the microphone from his mouth. "Oh, I need your permission to talk to her now? And how the fuck did you get her bro to let her sleep at your house? Is your brother a little fruity and fell for him, y/n?"

"He's not, he's straight, and if he was gay, he would have come here instead of me," I state since his comment did not make sense, but Joonha glances at me. "I'm not gay, so I wouldn't have accepted that."

"Oh, come on, Joonha. Stop hiding it, tell her you dipped your big banana into my chocolate mousse," he makes us both laugh with his stupid provocations that seem to always work on Joonha. "You're so fucking disgusting, dude."

"Why did you say big banana though? How do you know that?" I take notice of this detail, having my eyes on the screen Joonha uses to play. "We always took our showers together in high school because we had no choice, and Joonha was the type to get completely naked and not be shy while some of us, including me, had to keep our underwear on."

"Oh, I see," I set my eyes on Joonha, but he avoids my gaze. "Yeah, he likes showing off," he adds, but Joonha smiles and seems shy about it. "Shut up, dude. I'm gonna unplug her headphones to make sure she can't hear you."

"She's gonna be sad, just saying," he never fails to make me laugh, and I do not even go against it. "If I didn't put the headphones on her head, she would not even have asked to hear you. I'm the one she likes to hear."

"I'm gonna kick the arrogance out of you each time you show it," I stare at him, and he finally makes eye contact. "What did she say?" Seunggil asks me to repeat, but Joonha smirks and answers for me. "Nothing."

•••

2 am.

Joonha getting the bed ready for me, I send a text to my brother while he is doing so and let him know my day is over.