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.

[ I'm going to bed. Have a good night and don't forget about groot please >

< have a good night too. I watered it already, don't worry ]

[ thank you:> >

I lock my phone and set my eyes on Joonha. "Here, your bed is ready, Ma'am," he turns around and comes closer. "Thank you, servant," I smile, teasing him.

He stands before me but does not give me a hug, he only stares deep into my eyes with his blue ones, which is enough to affect my entire body. "Have a good night and sleep tight, I'll wake you up once breakfast is cooked."

"Alright. Have a good night too," I do not step back or glance away, I keep my head up, feeling my heart speed up. He leans in without saying another word, but instead of doing what I hoped for him to do, he touches my ear with his lips. "Don't dream of me, I wouldn't want to hear you while I'm trying to sleep," he speaks in a shivering voice and numbs my spine with tingles, before pulling away to gaze down into my eyes. "I'm in the room next door, so come up to me if you need. Not if you want," he specifies, and I smile as his eyes are not leaving mine, but I drop my attention to his lip ring. "Fine. Dream of me then."

He grins but steps away and leaves my room.

I decide to get on the bed and tuck myself under the blanket, but I already receive a text.

< why was your heart beating so hard? ]

I smile but do not ignore him.

[ how do you know? >

< your chest was against my torso. I felt it ]

[ it was yours, not mine:) >

< fucking liar:) ]

[ :) >

< sleep now ]

[ yes daddy >

< good girl:> ]

I pretend to not have felt butterflies and drop my phone on my nightstand to go to sleep.

— Next day —

Sunday, July 24th, 2022.

9 am.

I get out of my bedroom after taking a shower and having my routine for the first time in this house. I do not go downstairs right away but knock on Joonha's door.

I hear a moany 'yes', so I open the door. "Yo—" he hurries to cover his lower body with his blanket after unwittingly flashing me. "I said wait," he scolds me in a husky morning voice, still lying down on his back. "I thought you said yes."

"Sure," he yawns and puts one hand over his mouth, then passes both his hands in his hair. "What are you doing in my bedroom?" he stares at me as I sat down on his gaming chair. "I thought you'd wake me up for dinner."

He smiles and glances away to pet Choco, but my eyes land on the bulge sticking out of the flimsy blanket. "Did you sleep well?" I do not let this distract me, and he lowers his eyes to mine. "I did," he sits up and makes sure to keep the blanket over his crotch. "What about you?"

"I did too," I smile, and he suddenly fixes his eyes on me. "You saw me naked, I guess?" he assumes, and I nod. "Yeah...a little."

"A little," he sneers but gets his legs out without ever letting go of the fabric. "Now you saw how small I was, I'm embarrassed," he fakes some insecurities. "Yeah, small," I do not believe this is the right adjective for that. What Seunggil said yesterday was true. He is big.

He smirks but grabs his phone, so I stand up and move towards his puppy. I pet him but notice Joonha turn around. He checks what I am doing but lies down, exposing the blatant bulge between his thighs. That is as if he was doing it on purpose.

I ignore him nonetheless and give one last pet to Choco, then I walk back to the door. "I'll wait for you in the living room. Your dad is cooking, right?"

"Yes," he does not focus on his phone anymore. "Then stay here while I get to know your—" I get wrenched towards him by the wrist as I opened the door. "You stay here."

"No," I grip the handle again, but he clutches my dress. "You wanna end handcuffed to my bed until I come back from my shower?" he threatens me without knowing how great this sounds like, and I chuckle but get out.

20 minutes later...

"This is honestly going to feel very long for me, but as long as he has fun over there, that's all that matters," Mister Jeon brings the cigarette back to his lips to smoke, and the sliding door behind me suddenly opens. "What are you doing here?" Joonha glances down at me, joining us in the backyard. "Nothing."

"Then go back inside," he heaves his hand up towards it, but I shake my head. "No, I'm fine here."

"No, you're not," he does the same movement with his head, and I laugh but step back into the house. "Let's eat breakfast now," Mister Jeon stubs his cigarette out and follows, but Joonha passes before him and bumps into me, then turns around to give me a playful look but goes to the dining table.

I walk in the same direction and sit down in front of him. He grabs a bottle of chocolate milk there is on the table, and he opens it to drink. So I lean forth and take a strawberry one, and he raises his blue eyes up to me while enjoying his beverage.

"You don't want the banana one?" he cannot hold back from asking, and I sip without answering. "Here's the food," Mister Jeon comes back with our meal, so I thank him and look at the different dishes he brought.

•••

11 pm.

"Fuck you, man," Joonha rages over his game as I am laying down next to him on his bed and watching him while texting the obsessed guy on Discord. "He is such a camping bitch," he drops his controller on his lap and sighs, but I feel his exhalation hit my hair, meaning he has his eyes on me.

At first, he does not say anything but remains quiet, then I feel him lean closer and have his face right near mine. "Who's that?"

"A guy," I answer without more. "A guy? And who's that guy?"

I smile and fix my eyes on him, finding it pretty cute. "He texts me all the time on Discord. You remember when I told you I kept receiving invites to play the other day?"

"Yeah," he drops his look to my lips while I am talking. "That's him."

"Hm. And why the fuck does this asshole ask for a pic of you with this cringy heart?" he notices what I wish he did not see, so I lock my phone and put it down. "He always does that, but I never sent him one."

"Block him. Why do you keep him in your friends?" he reacts the way my brother said he would, and I shrug. "He's cool and fun when we play."

"But he's an asshole. He should understand you don't wanna send pics right after the first time he asked, so block this bitch. He's just trying to flirt and get nudes," he shows some real wrath about this. "But he's kind when we're playing, I'm not going—"

"I don't care. How can you keep a guy like that in your friends? You know he's never gonna give up until he gets what he wants, don't you?" he speaks about what I am aware of, but I glance away and look down at my phone. "Would you be okay if I was chatting with a girl who constantly asks for pics of my body but acts all sweet once we're playing games?"

"No," I tell the truth, and he takes hold of my phone. "Then block him. Don't let a piece of shit use you like a fucking toy. I'm pretty sure he's done worse," he unlocks my phone, knowing the code. "He always tells me he likes to hear my voice before sleeping, and he asks for vocals all the time. And if I'd say no, he would insist." 

"Yeah, just to jerk off, son of a bitch," he types a message, but since I trust him and care about him more, I do not stop him but read what he is sending. "Look, I'm gonna show you how much of a bastard he is in a few seconds."

[ I was about to take a bath. I can't send a pic yet >

< why? Is it because you're already naked?😅 ]

[ yes, I'm shy🤭 >

< no need to be shy with me. I'll keep it for myself, I'm not an asshole❤ ]

[ can you promise? >

< I promise. You can show me your entire body❤ ]

[ are you going to do something with it? >

< no. Why would I? ]

[ oh, that means I'm not hot enough then >

< you are. I saw your profile pic when it used to be your face, and I can tell that your hot. Would you want me to do something in front of it? ]

[ I dont know. When I see a pic of a naked man, it usually turns me on, so you can be honest with me >

< well maybe I won't be able to control myself but thats a secret🤭 ]

[ are you gonna send a pic if you're hard? I wanna see you too. I'm already in my bath now >

< that means you're wet? ]

[ even more because of you🤭 >

"What are you doing?" I do not get why he is going so far, and he smirks. "Just wait. I know how weak guys like him are."

< well I'm really hard too rn. Can we call rn? We could help each other ]

[ that means you don't want the pic anymore?😌 >

< i do. Send it to me ]

[ quick then bcs I really want to touch myself now >

< me too. Just with your legs spread. You can send a video of you fingering yourself ]

"Look away," he tells me, so I chuckle. "Are you sure? Isn't it too mean?" I doubt this. "Mean? Are you kidding me? When a girl says no, you don't fucking insist, and have you seen how fucking desperate and disgusting he is?"

I do not know but cover my eyes to do as told. "Don't open unless I tell you to," he orders, so I listen and wait. "What if he's gay tho?"

"Guys like that are rarely gay. Trust me," he answers. "You can look."

I open my eyes to put them back on the screen, but he hides the picture that is visible in the chat.

[ keep your small dick in your pants and don't ever bother her or another girl again. Fucking pervert > 

In less than five seconds, the guy blocks me. "Here you are," he quits the conversation and blocks him as well, and he puts the phone back on my lap. "Do not ever let another guy do that."

"Thank you, daddy," I chuckle but leave it on the bed, and I grab his controller to play a match. "Did your brother know?"

"He told me to block him," I admit, and he keeps his eyes on me. "You should have done it the first time he asked you for a pic. He's a fucking weirdo."

I do not think about it anymore but play, and we both remain silent.

"Are you really sad about tomorrow?" he asks as if this was not evident, so since it is the last day before he leaves, I do not lie. I nod. "Is it because I'm gonna be away for three weeks, or not only?"

I cannot be honest right away, so I shrug. "I don't know what you're gonna do over there with those girls."

"What?" his voice sounds shocked. "What are you talking about?"

"You know it. What if you don't care about me anymore because you got even closer to Iseul or one of those girls?" I regret speaking but cannot control my emotions. "Y/n...You can't be serious. You think I'm gonna hook up with one of them and not give a fuck about you afterwards?"

"I don't know. Iseul has a crush on you from what I heard, so that vacation is the perfect opportunity for her," I barely focus on my game at all, having a serious talk with him, which is something that does not happen often. "But without my consent, nothing happens, and she won't get it. Alright? Get all that dumb stuff out of your head right away. I don't like hooking up, never did it, and that's not gonna change."

I nibble on my lip and give a faint nod, but he takes the controller away from my hands and makes eye contact. "Alright? I swear nothing's gonna happen with those girls."

"How can you be so sure though? What if you get drunk?" I gaze into his eyes as he is maintaining this contact. "I don't get drunk when girls are around. So that won't happen. My parents didn't raise a moron, and both of them would be hella disappointed in me if I do that, so stop worrying."

"I believe you," I look down, feeling some shame for talking about this. This is kind of like confessing, indirectly.

For no reason, he gives me a chuck under the nose and gets my eyes back on him. "Why are you worried about that though?" his lips curve up, and he pretends not to know the meaning of this. "Why wouldn't you like it if I hook up with another girl?"

Some ache tenses my chest, and I avert my eyes from him. "It's not like that...I'm not going to stop you from doing what you want. I'm just scared that you could not want to talk to me again after this much time."

"If you think I'd do that, then you don't know me well enough yet," he claims, pretty firmly. "And I'm worried too. What if you meet another guy at the skatepark and get close while I'm away? Hm?" he raises his eyebrows and smiles. "You think I'd be worried about you hooking up with a girl if I knew I'd easily fall for another guy?"

He stares, silently, his smile grows bigger, and his head moves back properly. "So you fell for me? Is that what—"

"No!" I realize what got him to go quiet for a few seconds and hit him out of embarrassment "Don't twist my words."

"I'm not twisting any words," he denies what he just did and felt the need to point out, smiling at me. "I'm just observing and stating facts."

"No, you're not. Now, stop talking. You're tired, you don't know what you're saying," I lean back and take my phone to escape from this moment, my heart racing, and the heat rising. He giggles but turns the console and TV off, putting us into some darkness with only one lamp on.

"Aren't you going to be tired tomorrow? You need to wake up at five," I peek at him as I felt his body move and lie down next to me. "I don't care. I don't wanna sleep yet, and before you say 'Oh, so you're breaking my brother's promise', I talked to him earlier."

"And what did you say?" my curiosity gets the best of me, and he smiles. "He said he didn't expect me to ask if I had the right to give you a hug or do simple stuff like that," he gazes up at me, laying one hand over his torso. "So I can be close to you, and do this," he pokes my thigh. "And I can give some caresses to this small bunny," he rubs the tip of his finger over one of the bunnies that are all over my pajama pants, making me smile and keep my knees close to my chest. "Do you have a problem with my cute bunnies?"

"I don't, I find them cute too," he never takes his finger off, and he slides it up to another one. "This pink one is even cuter, with the carrot against him," he touches it. "My brother is the one who picked my pajamas, and he made sure to not put a single pair of shorts, so I have to wear those."

"Those are great too," he turns towards me and rests his head on his first, and he uses his other one to have his face right next to my thigh and focus on it. "Yes, but I'm always hot at night since I can't sleep without a blanket, and when I told him, he just sent a smiley face to provoke me."

He laughs, softly, but I move. I slide down the sheets and lie down on my left side to face him. "He didn't say he was okay with me sleeping in your bed, I guess?"

"He didn't," he lowers his voice, and I feel some slight disappointment, but no surprise at all. "Alright then. I'm going to leave the room and let you sleep for tomorrow," I also speak in a quieter voice, both facing each other and smiling, staring into one another's eyes.

The room becomes very silent, but oddly warm and so comfortable. My heart is gradually speeding up, slamming into my chest. A small laugh slips out of his mouth, and he rolls on his back to run through his hair. "What?" I cannot keep quiet in front of this behavior, but he turns his head and sets his gorgeous eyes back on mine. He does not answer me but deeply touches my soul with this gaze only.

"Hm?" I inch closer with my entire body to invade his personal space, and a gentle, lovely smile appears on his pretty face. Our breathing mingling, the warmth of them tickling each other's skin, I gather a lot of strength inside of me and test him like my brother told me to. "Sleep tight," I press a kiss on his cheek and pull away, but he wraps his large hand around my wrist once I am about to sit up, and he keeps me here. "Wait," he whispers, so I stay close to his body.