"Wait," he whispers, so I stay close to his body. I lie down again and do not speak.

Without saying a word, without letting go, his penetrating eyes dive into my soul and trap me into his, into his deep blue ocean. None of us smiles as if we were too overwhelmed, and he slides his fingers between mine, so I turn my hand upside down to feel him intertwine them.

"What's wrong?" I let out in a murmur, and his lips form a crescent shape. "I just wanted to look at you," he strokes my skin with his thumb, my heart going insanely fast. Unfortunately, he takes his hand away, but he comes closer and presses a delicate kiss on my temple. "Sleep tight."

I gaze up at his eyes but understand he will not kiss me on the lips, so I smile and leave the bed. "See you tomorrow," I open the door, and he nods. "See you tomorrow."

I get out of his bedroom, and I head towards mine.

— Next day —

Monday, July 25th, 2022.

6 am.

"Here you are," Mister Jeon parks his car in front of my house, so I thank him for the ride, undo my seat belt, and get out of with Joonha. He opens the trunk for me and takes my luggage out, and I gaze up at him. "I'll call you if something wrong happens, so don't be worried," he pats the back of my head, and I smile.

He runs his fingers through my hair and brushes some strands away from my face, but I do not stay still, I wrap my arms around his thin waist to give him a tight hug, and he holds me tight. "I promise the day I come back will be special as ever. You will feel like in a dream."

"I hope so," I chuckle and bring my eyes up to his big ones. "I promise. I never break my promise," he smiles and cups my face with his warm hands. "So don't be sad, okay?"

"Okay," I answer but cannot guarantee him, and he squeezes me in an embrace one more time. "Come on, your brother must be eager to hear what happened," he chuckles and already knows what is going to happen. I laugh and step back, but he takes care of my luggage. "I'm gonna bring this to your house and tell him goodbye too," he helps me until the end, and I walk up to my house with him.

My brother, who was looking out the window for sure, opens the door before we even reached it, and he greets us. "Hey."

"Hey," Joonha puts the luggage down. "Do you want to come in?" Inhyuk steps back, but he cannot say yes. "I'd love to, but I have to go for the vacation. My dad is driving me there."

"Ah yeah, alright. Have a good time over there then," he gets my stuff inside the house, and Joonha smiles. "Thank you, and thank you again for allowing her to stay at my house."

He nods his head and glances at me for a brief second. "Can you bring my luggage upstairs?" I attempt to make him leave us alone, and to my greatest relief, he agrees. He closes the door, so I put my arms around Joonha again. "Be careful, alright?"

"I will, be careful too," he drops a kiss on my head. "I gotta go now, I can't be late," he presses his lips against my cheek, pampering me with some kisses I am not used to getting. "Have a good time," I stand on my tiptoes to peck his jawline, and I move back. I leave him alone, and he pats my head. "That will go quickly."

"Yeah," I do not think so but take those words as the truth, and he steps away, but I wait until he is at the car. He gets inside, closes the door but brings the window down, and he waves at me. I wave back, hating this moment but loving it at the same time, for some reason.

Then, the car starts, and they leave.

Now, I am going to have to wait for three weeks to be able to talk to him.

I sigh but walk into my house. I take my shoes off and leave the entry room to head upstairs right away and get to my bedroom.

As expected, Inhyuk is here. "So, how did it go?" he asks, and I open my luggage to take care of my stuff. "Great, but it felt like a few hours."

"And what happened? You both respected the promise, right?" he does not restrain himself, and I nod. "Yes, we did. Inhyuk. He even blocked the guy on Discord, and we talked about what I was afraid of," I fold the clothes that were washed at Joonha's house, and he leans on the door frame to listen to me. "What exactly?"

"I may have let a bit too much out of my mouth, and I talked about the fact that I was worried he would forget me after this much time with those girls, including the one who has a crush on him," I explain with details and put my clothes in my dresser. "And what did he say?"

"He said I should get those dumb thoughts out of my head because his parents didn't raise him to be a moron. He told me he never hooked up, and will never do it," I repeat what I heard, even if I know he will not trust them. "Good speech."

"Inhyuk," I sigh at him, but he smiles. "What? That's just my opinion."

"Yeah," I fill a drawer with my tops to not comment much about this. "You always slept in two different beds, right?"

"Yes, we did," I do not lie. "And he never touched you inappropriately?"

"Never," I give him my word. "Never—"

"Inhyuk. We did as promised, okay?" I end this interrogation, looking into his eyes to make sure he knows I am not lying. "Fine. I trust you."

— Five days later —

Saturday, July 30th, 2022.

1 am.

"Have a good night," my brother slightly closes the door after coming here just to tell me this, Have a good night," I answer, and he leaves, so I drop my body on my bed but do not know what to do. I could try to go to the skatepark and still practice, staying here and doing nothing will not help me to think about something else anyway.

Not feeling tired enough to go to sleep, I grab my phone and answer a text I received from a friend, then I leave my messages to continue reading a book.

I have not gotten any news from Joonha since he left me, so this is pretty difficult to spend all those hours without texting him. This is very difficult, but I think about the fact that it is temporary, and this relieves some of the pain.

My eyes running over the lines for the scenes to be created in my head, but some knocking on my door interrupts me. "Come in."

"Hey, uhm, I wanna ask you something," Inhyuk comes back and holds the door frame. "Tell me."

"Do you wanna go out tomorrow? I'm gonna go to the theater with a friend to watch the new Jurassic Park, do you wanna come with me?" he proposes to do, and I smile and nod without thinking twice. "Good. We'll go after dinner, you didn't have anything planned anyway, did you?"

"Not really, I'd have gone to the skatepark if I didn't have anything else to do, but I'd rather go watch a movie," I pick something more fun, and he grins. "Great. We'll watch that and maybe go shopping afterwards if you want," he adds another reason for me to not refuse. "Don't sleep too late."

"I won't," I tell him, and he leaves. My day will be a bit better tomorrow.

Now that he is gone, I set my eyes back on my phone but notice I received a text when I was talking to him, so I slide the notification panel down, and as soon as I see 'Joonha' on my screen, my heart jumps out of my chest. I open it right away.

< I hope I'm not gonna wake you up but I can't stand it anymore. I need to talk to you. How are you doing? How were these previous days? I'm sorry if you're already sleeping but I could only do it at night so that no one knows:') ]

[ Is that really you? I feel like i fell asleep and that I'm dreaming >

< then I'm living in your dream in this case ]

[ lmao I'm so happy to see a text from you. I didn't expect it at all. I'm not sleeping so don't worry. I'm doing fine and everything's going well, and you? >

< same, we walked in the woods today so I'm tired but I need to show you some stuff. I'm gonna send you pics of my room and bathroom. I feel like a celebrity ]

[ lmao I want to see that >

I wait for him to send them one by one, but instead of doing it, he calls me on FaceTime, so I instantly pick up the call.

"Hey," he smiles but whispers, and my heart races like it has not in days. "Hey, do I have to speak in a low voice too?"

"It'd be great, just in case. They're gonna be mad if they know I used my phone," he does not raise his voice but keeps it very low, so I do it as well. "Alright."

"Ugh. You're gonna give me those tingles, wait a minute," he leaves a room that must be his bedroom, and he turns the camera to show what he sees. "There. We don't have to whisper anymore here. Look at this shower," he reveals a luxurious one with a lot of space. "Are you sure this is for one person only?"

"Well, I'm big, so right in the morning, you know, I barely fit in it," he already makes me laugh with his dumb comments, and he drifts the phone to a bath. "And look at this. I took one just last night because we cut some wood with the guys, then worked out for a few hours around the mansion, so I was exhausted again, but y/n," he nearly moans my name. "This bath has jets, and this is the first time I feel that, but I can assure you that it's one of the best feelings ever," he proceeds to another part of the room. The black marbled walls with the white titled floor making this look incredibly beautiful.

"Here's the best," he lifts the camera up and shows the mirror, with his reflection, revealing his body in a white t-shirt and pair of pajama pants. I smile but shake my head. "Yeah, the best view," I boost his ego, this one who is on the verge of exploding because of all the pressure. "I know."

"What's that color though?" I mention his hair that is not blond anymore, and he touches it, runs his fingers through it to make it messy. "Oh, that? I dyed it brown yesterday because I felt like the blond look didn't fit me," he makes me sad with such a statement. "That's not true. You were pretty with blond hair too."

He smiles and stares at his phone screen. "Thank you, but you're prettier," he walks away and does not let me see his face anymore, he goes back into the bedroom as I could not help but smile and glance away. "Now, we have to whisper," he closes the door behind him, and I discover his bedroom. A pretty one.

There is wood everywhere, the bed is black and must be a king or queen size one. This looks so cozy. "Look at this, I am a celebrity, I'm a king now," he reveals every corner of the room. "Wow. I'm gonna have to call you king now."

"No, I love daddy or baby boy more," he does not think of anything other than these two, and I chuckle. "I wish you were here though. We could share all this," he turns the camera after showing everything and gets on his bed. "I wish I was there too. It seems fun and so beautiful."

"Like me," he smirks and combs his hair back. "Sure, Joonha. Like you."

"Hm, why don't you seem to agree?" he tilts his head, holding his phone in a way that makes it look like I am on top of him. "I do agree. How could I not?"

"Good, I love this answer," his fingers never leaving his hair, he plays with it and stares at me, and we both become quiet for a few seconds.

"Are you gonna skate tomorrow?" he asks me. "I don't know. Maybe, but I'll go to the theater with my brother and a friend of his after dinner. What are you going to do?"

"Do you know that friend?" he only focuses on that as if I did not say anything else. "I know a lot of his friends, so I've maybe seen him already, but I'm not sure. Why?"

"Just curious," he glances down for a short second. "But if you go skating, text me, I'll get in the bathroom to read it. I'm probably gonna go for a run with the guys, then we'll cut some wood for the fireplace, we'll cook and do other activities, but I don't know yet."

"That's great, I hope you'll have fun again," I smile, glad to know he is enjoying his time with his friends. "Is it going well with Iseul?" I hesitate but still talk about her, and his smile turns even brighter. He must know now. "Yeah. Seunggil couldn't shut up about you when he saw— I mean, the girls were swimming in the indoor pool yesterday while we were working out, and at some point, Seunggil and I were tired, so he suggested joining them after a shower. So, we did, we both got into the pool, but Iseul kept on getting close to me and getting a bit handsy, so I got out of the water, but after a few minutes, she came up to me while I was talking with another guy who also joined, but we were sitting on a sort of outdoor sofa, and she came but bent over me and put her hands on my thighs to ask me to join her in the jacuzzi, but I refused, and that's when Senggil appeared from out of nowhere," he chuckles while explaining a story that could be an amazing motive for a murder. "And he was like 'Girl, stop touching him, he's taken', so after that she laughed because she didn't believe him, but that's when he mentioned your name, and since I've already talked about you, she didn't laugh anymore."

"See, I knew this would happen. That was the perfect opportunity for her," I prove that I was right, feeling sick at the thought of her doing this but feeling some relief about the fact he did not seem to fall for it. "You were right, but I didn't do anything, so it doesn't matter."

"Hm. Why did he say that you're taken though?" I turn on my side to feel more comfortable with my phone, and he acts weird, smiling at me, he shrugs. "Just like that."

"Just like that..." I repeat, suspiciously. "Yeah. Just like that," he asserts. "And that's so weird that he said your name 'cause I don't know who you are. I found that very weird," he finds the perfect words to reassure me, and I smile. "Yes, very weird. Indeed."

He does not continue but smiles, his blue eyes remaining on the screen. He ruffles his hair and drifts his hand away from it. "What have you done today?" he makes the silence come to an end. "Worked as always, then I went shopping with my dad and Inhyuk."

"Good. Is Groot okay?" he grins never forgetting about my plant. "It is," I confirm, proudly. "And you're okay too?" he melts my heart, and I nod. "I am, and you?"

"I miss you, but I'm okay as well," he shows some more emotions, and I smile, feeling soft. "Good. I miss you too."

"Good," he says the same again, but this does not even feel awkward. It feels good, calming. "Are you a robot?" I giggle.

"Yes, I'm actually standing in for the real Joonha while he's coming back for you," his adorable size takes over, and I wish this was true. "Tell him to be quick then."

"I will, don't worry. He's actually running right now, just like in romantic movies, under the rain and all," he makes me imagine it and laugh. "That means Iseul didn't touch the real Joonha? That's a great thing."

"Wait. I'm not aware of everything. What does that mean? I need to explain to Joonha if he asks me about this," he does it really well. "Stop, you're gonna make me believe it's actually true."

"Same, I was too much into it for a second," his attractive laugh runs out of his mouth in a low voice, and he lifts one arm up to place it underneath his head. "I'll run to you once I'm back if you want since you must be disappointed about the truth now."

"Yeah, you better," I agree with this idea, and he smiles, broadly, but he abruptly days his eyes to the right. "Wait. I'm coming back in a second," he hangs up before I could answer, so I do not do anything, wondering if this is not a big deal.

I patiently stare at my phone screen and hope to see an answer pretty soon.

10 minutes later...

The minutes passing with no signs of Joonha anymore, I wait a little more before leaving my phone and go back to reading.

A new text pops up.

< I'm back. Sorry, the dumbass got drunk and he's pissing me off ]

[ Seunggil? What happened? >

< you know who the dumbass is now lmaoo but nothing, he just asked to take a shower in my bathroom because there's a spider in his, so I had to go and kill it-_- ]

[ so sweet of you:> >

< see, I proved you I'm real man now, I kill spiders:> ]

[ you're a man bcs you kill spiders? Wow...so manly and brave of you. I'm very impressed:) >

< I know you are bbgirl, thats what real men do;) ]

[ ah. Yeah. Real man... >

< you're moaning for me now?:> ]

[ that's not a moan;-; >

[ but I can moan for you if you want >

[ jk >

< oh. You got me excited for a sec. Disappointed but not surprised ]

[ I dont moan on command like you do >

< good. That means you don't fake it ]

[ and what's good about that? Its not like you needed that info >

< you don't know about that:) ]

[ oh I wanna know now sir, and fyi, you're not good at faking it:) >

< you want me to prove you wrong little shit? ]

[ do it:) >

< nvm I know you want it so you won't get it. And honestly, I know you're good at faking it ]

[ why the hell do you think so?:0 >

< sometimes you let out some little noises that sound like whines or moans, so I know:> you exposed yourself ]

[ shut up:') you're lying. You just hear moans everywhere >

< kinda true but thats weird cuz I only remember yours ]

[ youd have to get me drunk to moan and fake it but stop. You're gonna dream of me again >

< stfu I did last night. You're fucking annoying. Stop getting into my dreams all the time;-; ]

[ wow you love me so much I'm on your mind 24/7 >

< that's not true. I hate you. ]

[ alright then bye >

< bye ]

I do not send anything anymore but hope for him to quickly come back, so I leave but wait to see if he is going to write another text.

It will hurt my feelings if he does not.

I keep my eyes fixed on his name, but after a few seconds only, I already notice that he is typing, so I come back once the message is sent but realize this is an audio.

I am suddenly so nervous.

I reach out for my earphones in case this might be loud and embarrassing, and I plug them in, but he already sends another short video. I play the audio first and turn the volume up.

Against expectations, this is silent, so I nibble on my inner lip but watch the seconds get near the ending time.

I frown at this useless audio and play the video, and a smile forms on my face as soon as I see his face. He does not say anything, but he stares and licks his rosy lips.

"You thought I was gonna moan, hm?" he gets me to want to punch my phone, and I hate him for knowing me. "You expected to hear my beautiful voice, right, pervert?"

I hurry to type an answer to this humiliating message.

[ go to hell I didn't expect that at all• - • >

< you fucking did. Stop lying ]

[ I'm not! You're a jerk!:< >

< oh you're mad bcs I'm right:> ]

[ why do you like embarrassing me like that? >

< bcs its so easy to do it lamoo ]

< lmaoo* ]

[ you can't even type properly. Dumbass >

< fuck you:) ]

[ fuck you too:) >

< well. Come here. I'm waiting ]

[ aren't your dreams enough for that? >

< how do you know what happens in my dreams? ]

[ I have seunggil's number and he told me. He said you had a wet dream about me >

< I'm gonna kill that bitch ]

[ see! He never told me anything lmao I got you to expose yourself >

< who said you were right? I never said anything ]

[ but you didn't even deny it >

< ... ]

[ :) >

< whatever. I gotta go cuz that dumbass might come back and since I wouldn't want you to be sad and not be able to talk to me, I'm not being too greedy but ending it here for tonight:> ]

[ YOU are gonna be sad. Not me >

< sure bbgurl. Daddy loves you, be a good girl and shut the fuck up about this wet dream that never happened or I kill you when I'm back, okay?^3^ ]

[ I won't shut up about this wet dream that did happen, and I'm not your bbgurl anymore. Go back to Iseul, betrayer:) >

< alright then if you reject me ]

[ see. You don't even think twice. You waited for this to happen. I knew it >

< shut your dumb mouth before I moan right into your ear and make sure you have a wet dream of me too ]

[ see you tomorrow:>♡ >

< good girl:>♡ sleep tight and try to be a little less dumb tomorrow ]

[ sleep tight too and try to grow 1 inch bigger through the night. You'll finally reach 2 inch tomorrow:) >

< I'll maybe be able to seduce you with it then:) ]

[ I dont get seduced by shrimps, sorry >

< :0 you broke my heart and my peepee's heart too ]

[ lmaoo jk I love shrimps too >

< I'm relieved:3 ]

I smile but stop texting him. I would not want him to get caught, so I need to stop. This conversation was going downhill anyway. As it always does.

— Next day —

Sunday, July 31st, 2022.

3:50 pm.

I get out of the shower after feeling the need to take one because of the time I spent practicing at the skatepark when the heat was already high earlier, and I put on an oversized t-shirt, with a pair of shorts to get into my bedroom and check my phone.

Since I sent him a text to tell him I was going to the skatepark, like promised, I was hoping for him to answer, and he did. I am so happy.