Stay Night (1/1)

November 1/HyunMI’s POVI checked myself in a mirror. I symbolized a zombie. There were dark rings around my eyes. My cheeks were not of their usual chubby state. I looked really pale and thin. I looked ugly.I decided to finally get down to eat after what seemed a very long time of not intaking anything but water.I opened the door, and the first thing I saw: flowers.“Annyeong,”I looked at the owner of the arm, and there he was, being his usual sunny self, wearing specs, like nothing happened. I closed the door on his face. “Ya—ya—ya—wait!” He prevented the door from closing.“WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” I roared from behind the door.“Aish! Open this or else—““—Or else what? You’re going to leave? Not going to show up nor even contact me? Fine, go ahead! You did so for six days, might as well you do it for another two months! I lived without you, now, GO AWAY!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I pushed hard on the door.The force from the other side weakened, and with my last ounce of strength, I shut the door with a bang.I fell on my knees, catching my breath. I recovered after a minute or two. I stood up, and—“YAH!” I yelped as I saw him coming down from the window.“You left the window open,” he said coolly as he walked towards me, pointing it with his thumb.“GET OUT!” I yelled and threw my shoe at him.He dodged it. “AISH! WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?!”“I WON’T!” I ran for the bathroom.I pushed the door, but he pushed it back. This guy’s stronger than I thought. Damn.“O-open. This. Door. NOW!” he said with clenched teeth.“I-I won't. I—I—I HATE YOU!” He stuck his foot in the gap, and with a final push, he opened the door. He snatched both my wrists and leaned in on my face. “LISTEN TO ME OKAY?!”I turned my head to one side, avoiding his eyes.”NO WAY!!” I yelled as I was taking steps back.“Look, I know you haven’t—AH!” we both squeaked as we fell in the tub.I got a bit hurt, which even worsened my anger.“You okay?” He asked. He was still gripping my wrists. I was lying on the tub and he was on top of me—he knelt to support his weight.“J-just LEAVE, alright? You’re making me feel worse!” with the violent shaking of my hands, trying to escape his grip, I knocked the knob which turned on the shower.“I won’t! Listen—the guys challenged me ‘cause I lost in a pool game…” he explained, but I wasn’t listening. I just looked up at him; he was getting wet because the water from the shower cascaded down on his head, and I wasn’t getting wet because his head was getting directly hit by it. The babo is wet. Was all I could think of. All of a sudden he stopped talking, turned his head to one side, and sneezed.“YOU’RE SICK?” I sat bolt upright. Now it was my turn to get wet.“It’s just a simple cold, really…and my throat’s a little itchy,”“WTF Kibum. Why you… aish. What have you been doing you babo?” I put the back of my hand on his neck, then on his forehead.He grinned. “Does this mean I’m forgiven?”I scowled then stood up. “Who told you that?” I was about to step out of the tub, but he pulled me by the waist.“What, you didn’t even miss me?”I removed his hands off me. “I’m wet. And you know what? I have no time for that poppycock.”I rolled my eyes then went out.“I’m wet.” He said as he got out of the bathroom.“You are.” I looked for a towel in the cabinet.“You have an extra shirt there?” he asked, followed by a sniff.“I don’t think so.” I peered at him over my shoulder, and stumbled on the floor, covering my eyes. “HEY PUT THAT BACK! I’M SERIOUS!”He snuffled. “But my cold will get worse if I don’t take my shirt off.”I threw a towel at him. “Stay there. I’m gonna get you some clothes. I’ll be right back.” Then immediately went out. “Ji Won. Hi,” I put on a sheepish smile as I knocked on his door.“HyunMi-ssi? Why are you wet? It didn’t even rain!”“Umm… I… was out watering the plants,” I thought of an explanation.“But there are no plants, HyunMi-ssi. It’s autumn,”Wow. I am such a fail.“Ahh… hehehe! I was just kidding! Kibum and I…er, we were… playing in the bathroom!”His brows rose up, baffled. “Playing?”“I…yeah!” I’m a good liar, am I not? “Now, uh… Ji Won-ah… do you mind if I borrow some clothes? Just a shirt will do. Please?”He blinked many times. “Um…okay. Sure.” He went in and then handed me a shirt after a moment.