Your Perspective

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"Is Duke trying to find her?" I ask, hair wet from a tempered bath taken earlier. "She's been gone for a while...and the last she told me, if she were to go missing a second time it probably meant trouble."

"I'm not sure if Duke is searching for Sarah," Tea sighs, patching up my wounds which seem to be healing quicker than before.

There is one troubling wound on my upper thigh however. It is stubborn and oozes blood once a night. I remember his belt digging into my skin there.

It becomes natural patience for me not to flinch as she touches my blood and cleans me.

Tea. I smile at her so loving and sweet while handling me. She seems to be more refreshed and relaxed. So I ask, "Never seen you this chill?"

She chuckles, bandaging my thigh up. I let her, in my underwear and an oversized hoodie she bought for me over while coming over.

There were other materials and feminine hygiene products that I used quickly once she came to visit. I cleaned up for her and myself. The softness of my skin now made me smile and feel prettier.

"How can I not be chill? My little bean here—" she points to my nose, "—has finally gotten a break from the brothel?" Tea. Tea makes me smile.

"I feel bad for leaving on such terms," I shrug, "if women like you and the others don't get a break, why should I?"

"Because fate brought you Jin as a client," she teases with a wink.

Rubbing my knee as she places the box of bandages and ointment to the side, Tea's full attention is on me.

I roll my eyes, a blush creeps onto my face however.

"Right."

She giggles, "How is he by the way?"

"Who's asking? You or nosy Cya?"

"Me," Tea laughs again.

"Well," I sigh, sulking a little without even hiding my distaste, "I wouldn't know since I haven't seen him in a week almost."

Tae's brows jump. "You're telling me he hasn't tried to touch you again?"

I shake my head. "He really hasn't."

"Really? Almost half the time with you is done," Tea is in shock, "he's got a week left and yet—"

"I know right?" I smile, biting down at my lip so I don't trick my own emotions and smile too large. "He's just...He's just different from any man I've come across and I—"

Tea smiles larger than even I can come down with. My expression softens and I try to harden. Usually, hardening and committing to a 'tough-girl-persona' is easy for me. But today and this week have been nothing but usual. I feel like a bubbling school girl that has been caught of her crush.

"Don't," I warn.

Tea laughs, propping her hands onto my knees before resting her chin there. She is close to me and I lean in, warning her cutely again. "I'm serious, we never speak of this again?"

"Why? Because you're embarrassed over having a slight crush?"

"Tea, I'm serious."

"Did you search up him and his band since you've gotten free wifi here?" She continues to tease me.

I feel my breath catch in my throat at that. I come up with nothing and Tea snorts, eyes widening. "YOU HAVE!"

"I stalked the group a little...read up on him a little." I giggle when she slaps at my knee, astonished over who she was seeing. "Ow, careful! I'm still hurt!" I whine but she doesn't listen, too excited for her own good.

"Have you spoken to him?"

"I have a tiny crush on him, I'm not madly in love with him. Calm calm," I whisper, feeling a blushing storm about to hit me any minute.

"Not yet."

I purse my lips, I can't help the energy of my lips while they peer into another smile. "I'll barely get to know him in these weeks. Love doesn't evolve that quickly."

"For a woman that hasn't met a decent man in a long while," Tea chimes, "...falling in love quickly won't be a surprise."

I suddenly don't know what to say. "I—"

There is a knock to the door.

I look over. Instantly I'm alert and ready for any attacks that might result. If it weren't for Tea reassuringly tapping my leg on the bed and moving towards the door, I would've never opened it.

The way the woman's back relaxes and her voice chirps makes me settle. There is no threat behind the door.

"Jin!" She pipes, giggling, "oh what a great surprise!" She looks over her shoulder and has her eyes widen.

Mine are wide as well. Wanting to do anything but freeze, I can't. The best I can reach for is pants, but even that I fail to do in time as he walks in shyly.

"H-Hi," I say. The blush-storm hits like a natural disaster unleashing on my cheeks.

Jin smiles at me. His eyes stay to my face and not my bare legs and my heart hammers at my ears. As he turns his back and greets Tea, I shuffle to place a blanket to my lap hastily.

I panic when I hear Tea mumble teasingly about 'leaving now' and I beg her with my eyes to stay. She doesn't, waving around and kissing the air with flying kisses, she runs out fast. I hum in a breath, shoulders promising defeat.

Then his shuffles of feet, his awkward neck rub, and his hands going to pockets while walking close, breaks my attention. I blink blink blink, Jin points cutely at the bed asking for a seat. I teach myself how to nod.

He's in a jean jacket that is loose and makes his skin glow. He doesn't look sick, he doesn't look shy. Jin is relaxed and I see the way his hair folds below the tipping of a baseball cap he wears. Clothing dark under the livelihood of the blue from his jacket, his large eyes pop. I stare at Jin's eyes.

"How have you been?" His voice is sweet. The idol is checking me out similarly to the way I am him, that makes my stomach roll.

"Healing," I bluntly reply. "How have you been? I haven't seen you?" The last sounds a little desperate so I stutter to correct myself, "I worry about your money invested on me here."

Jin gulps and I see the way his neck moves. Managing to scold myself to focus and just stay watching his eyes, he blinks and I blink with him.

"I had practice a lot. Plus, my friends left for the town again so I couldn't find great excuses to come by..." Jin sighs, "I'm hoping some time alone gave you a sense of reflection?"

I nod. It really had been amazing. "I never realized how much I love being alone."

Jin chuckles. "Oh I'm sorry."

"N-No," I giggle with him, "Not all the time." I'm suddenly amused as I finish with, "I won't charge for your visitation hours here, sir."

"You truly feel enclosed, huh?"

"I tried going out," now I'm the one sighing. "But I'd get too jumpy or afraid so I'd come back."

Jin nods slowly, listening to me attentively and I can't tell whether I should continue talking or not. None other than Tea have given me room to talk and listen to me before.

"Maybe I should take you to eat one day." Jin smirks.

My brows jump. "Are you..."

It takes him a while for him to see what I'm implying, and his brows make the movement similar to mine. He chuckles nervous, shaking his head. "Oh n-no no, I don't mean like a date."

"Oh."

"Just something casual...I'd love to see how cutely you eat more." Then he winks.

My eyes narrow. "You know, for a man who doesn't want to flirt, you sure flirt a lot." I laugh when he seems dumbfounded.

"I'm just super nervous right now, cut it out with the judging," he playfully scolds. I laugh.

"Why so nervous?"

"Things are a shit-show at the dorm. We've got a girl, bleeding and cut up...Namjoon seems to be interested in her while the others are stressed out." Jin shakes his head as he rambles. {"Perverted Hero" reference}

I'm suddenly both intrigued and worried. "Woah, is she okay? Who is she?"

"No idea." He shrugs and rubs at his face that is perfectly moisturized and soft. He truly is a beautiful man, and I have to slap myself internally not to lose track of conversation.

"...and well," he moves his chin onto a fist he creates on his hand; sulking and having his elbow rest to his thigh. "Well, her physical condition and admirable want to fight, both reminded me of you."

"Thank you?" I laugh, showing him clearly how that made no sense for compliments from me.

"Sorry," he laughs himself, shaking his head and squinting his eyes. "Ahh, I've just been going crazy all of today...I guess I've been worried for you and don't know how to voice it well."

I smile. "You just did. That was great."

Jin smiles and his eyes are back to staring at my face. He searches, he searches hard for something. I try to push the atmosphere in a way where he wouldn't look to my bare face in such detail. I'm insecure again...and shy? Since when am I always so shy?

"How have you been...honestly tell me."

I stare at his face. "I've been good, I promise."

"Sleeping okay?"

The fact that he cares is seen immediately on his face. He's the sweetest and I can't help the awe that takes over my sanity. I nod, blinking slowly.

"Eating well?" He chuckles as he asks this, running down a checklist of worries he had from earlier.

"Yes, but the bill here—"

"Don't worry about it."

I seal my lips shut.

He seems to glance at my mouth.

...so I glance at his.

"I'm glad no one is here to hurt you." Jin's voice is softer than the feathers in the pillows that hug my head at night.

"Thanks to you." I whisper. Surprisingly, my voice is softer than his feather-like one.

Jin stares down my body and over to the blanket that is on my crossed legs. As he stares, I near him slow. Heart and soul on the line as my lips curve to part open and my minty breath hits his cheeks with a warmth.

His eyes feel dumbly taken aback but he doesn't move away when staring at me hesitantly kiss him. 

I get close.
I get close enough for me to close my eyes.
I get close enough to almost faint over how nicely his scent soothes my aching muscles.
I get close.

The top of my lips slides on his bottom lips but I gasp a quick breath of air when he snorts in an awkward laugh and stands up.

"O-Okay I should go, I should—" Jin points to the door and brings his hand to rub at his neck again. It's a habit for him when he's uncomfortable or shy.

I blink awake from my daze. Feeling the blushing storm quicken in its effects, my heart tethers to an uneven beat. Shooting my gaze to him standing by the foot of the bed, I gulp harder than I have ever done.

"I—"

"Tomorrow night," he sings with a boy-ish charm, blushing beyond belief, "b-be ready I'll take you out—"

"I thought it was gonna be lunch."

"Now it's a dinner, just—" he hurt himself while hitting the door while opening it. "Be ready, okay?"

I purse my lips from smiling too largely. "What time?"

"7 in the evening."

"Okay." I let myself freely smile. In years. In years I have never smiled and meant it with such strong care.

Jin seems to notice my happiness as he smiles to himself. The king of awkwardness is now also, the king of blushing. My throne taken quickly and without ease.

"Great, a date it is."

"I thought you said—"

Jin curses when he hits to close to door successfully, but gets flustered and closes it on his shoe.