Chapter 14

After what happened to them, Yenn couldn"t sleep. He was so mad that he punched the wall so many times that it made his hand bleed. He was totally confused and ashamed of himself. He don"t know what to do, why would Jiwoon do that to him? Just what problem does Jiwoon see in him that he humiliated him like this, he felt disgusted and creeped out. Is that guy a molester? He flopped down the floor sitting cross legged as he felt the burning heat on his ears, he sighed resentfully burying his head in his palms as he glared at the door. His guts felt wretched and his mind was filled with disgusting thoughts, his burning touch, his heated kiss and his body that felt disgustingly close to his. It was way too uncomfortable and most of all, his heart beat so loud! ‘It doesn"t matter anymore I"m fucking outta here." He ran downstairs not caring whether he tripped or rolled down, he just wanted to get away. Its so disgusting for him, the kiss, all the things Jiwoon do to him…..it really made him want to puke. When he reached the terrace, he saw Stanley and Byul talking at the terrace. He bent his head down so they won"t see his face. They were surprised seeing his hand bleeding, they walk toward him and asked. "What happened?" Stanley went to get a bandage as Byul was asking him with a worried look on his face. He looked at Byul eye to eye, making him surprised because his eyes were glinting murderously. They let him sit and bandage his hand but Yenn remained frozen, he"s been quiet the whole time just staring at his bleeding hand. "Did you and Hyung fight again?" Byul asked. "We did but…its not because of him" He stared at his bandaged hand. Repenting on his actions, he shouldn"t have punched the wall—shit it fucking hurts! He felt a tingle of pain in his knuckles, jolting every nerve in his arm then the recent scene played back slowly in his head hurting a lot more than the wound. His expression sank "Do you think he hates me?" He looked at Byul's eyes asking him in a serious tone. If he hate him then fine, he'll scram away. He just had to say it to his face what was so hard about telling him that? "I don"t know? Did you do something?" Byul asked perplexed. He sighed and leaned back to the couch. "I never did anything at all, he just…suddenly become like that, I don"t know" he gave him a painful look. Byul glanced away not knowing what to say, he sat next to him and the room was suddenly filled with silence then he speak up, determined. "Should I tell him to stop? Maybe I could talk some sense to him and he might listen. I cou—" "No don"t fucking tell him! He—he"d be mad and we"ll fight again so" Yenn grabbed Byul"s arm suddenly pressing his palm tightly to his elbow. "Okay then, what could I do? Switch rooms with you?" he suggested making his eyes lit up. "That, if you don"t mind" he smiled apologetically at him. His eyes filled with hopes, yeah hoping they could switch rooms for a night or two? Or maybe an entire week if he wouldn"t mind. Please! Please! Please his eyes begged. Byul finally agreed to switched rooms for a week and they both went to the switched room that very night. When morning came, Karin and Yulix came to the kitchen to cook breakfast, it was their turn so they"re up early. Yenn was outside walking near the beach to calm himself down. His train of thoughts emerged from the very first day of the house, the prickling gaze of a hunter to his prey and the smug expression on Jiwoon's face that gotten a lot on his nerves. He remembered it all, the bathroom scene and the kiss. His thoughts were a mess but he came in a conclusion that Jiwoon hated him. Yeah, what else could it be rather than hatred right? He just shrugged his shoulder then went back to the house. Everyone went to the kitchen at 7 and they all ate breakfast and shared some stories with each other. Although Yenn smiled and act like nothing really happened, Jiwoon stared at him so intently that he felt uncomfortable. He acted normally, finished his food and stand up, walking with normal pace as he go downstairs. When he reached the terrace, he ran outside the house to go the beach. He kicked the sand angrily. What the fuck is up with that prick?! He kicked some more, dirtying his jeans as his hands were smudged with sand. What the hell is his problem? Fuck! He stopped then sit down watching the sea waves in front of him as he felt his rage calmed down a bit. Three days passed calmly, or so Yenn thought…he didn"t know that Jiwoon would wait upstairs every night for him to come up but he didn"t. He only thought that Yenn is avoiding him so he won"t come up or down with him at the same time. He got frustrated and decided to wait for him till the break of dawn. He sat on the edge of the stairs, waiting patiently for him to come. Maybe he could say sorry and ask his forgiveness but the guy was too stubborn and he knew he won't accept it. He groaned in dismay, thinking what to do then a moment later he saw Byul coming up, he arched his brow then suddenly realized what's happening. "They switched huh?" he chuckled and ruffled his hair. "Damn it" Next morning, Yenn go to the kitchen early as it was his turned to cook waiting for Dienn because they"re partners. He wore the apron then he heard the steps on the stairs, he yelled angrily with his back facing the guy who's supposed to be his partner. "Why are you so late its already six! We still had to cook!" he was currently busy chopping some onions so he didn"t turn around as they were in a hurry. They only had an hour left! "Come on, do the fried rice! I already chopped the onions and—" he was suddenly hugged. "Huh Wha—" He turned startled then he saw Jiwoon leaning his head to his shoulder. "What the fuck?" he shoved his head away but it persistently rest on his shoulder. He gave up and turned his attention to the counter to chop the vegetables. "I"m sorry…" He heard Jiwoon speak in a low voice. He turned his head to see his face but he had his head down so he couldn"t see clearly what expression he's wearing right now but he bet—it was a smug and a mocking expression. "I"m sorry…for doing that.." His voice sound sincere then he felt his arm tighten the hug on his waist. Damn what the hell is this he ruffled Jiwoon's hair then speak in a calm tone. "Okay fine, now let go and help me to cook." He felt the arm loosen up and then Jiwoon asked him what he should do then they silently work beside each other on the kitchen. Everyone went down and saw them arranging the plates already. They happily helped them and they all start eating.