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Point Of View
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Coffee Bazaar was still having the commotion causing customers to get out.
Joon was crying and Cindy just came in from a lunch break.
“Excuse me?” Trusselle stepped in and grabbed the forearm of the guy who’s making the scene.
Cindy was alarmed by the sudden force and she learned what happened when John explain who’s about to interrupt but Trusselle did it first.
“Who are you? Do you wanna get hurt?” the guy asked Trusselle.
Cindy walked in thinking that it would not be a good idea to upset someone like Trusselle.
The rain was getting heavier but that did not stop the customers from getting out of the store.
Trusselle turned his head to see Joon and he felt the urge to kick the guy to death. He’s getting really upset now.
He didn’t like it that the guy was treating innocent people like this.
He’s about to look back to the guy when he felt a strong punch against his face.
“Learn not to interfere.” the guy said.
Good thing Trusselle was used to violence for some reason and one of the staffs rushed to call the police.
“Trusselle?”
He stood up when he heard how concerned Joon was, he sounded scared and it really pissed him off. He’s hating this guy so much now.
“And learn not to underestimate kids.” he kicked him off and the guy was sent facing the floor.
Right, a slight kick will knock him out. I wiped my lips the moment I tasted blood.
Never thought that a knock out would shut him up. He wiped his lips the moment he tasted blood.
He grabbed Joon’s forearm and faced the staffs.
“Make sure to let this guy face the police aside from the floor.” he said and they agreed.
“Please excuse him.” he told Cindy referring to Joon and brought the latter out of the store.
The rain had stopped like everything went back to normal.
“Are you okay?”
Trusselle smiled when he heard that from Joon. Instead of worrying about himself he managed to ask how he was and that meant a lot to him.
His eyes were really fresh from tears and it gave him another urge to kick the guy. He calmed himself down before responding.
“I should be asking you that question. Do you feel hurt somewhere? Are you okay?” he patted his head and he really wanted to comfort him.
He was staring intently and got worried when Joon’s shoulders were in his hands.
“J-Joon? What h-happened? A-are you okay?!” he stuttered trying to get his attention.
“Greg! Open the door!” he asked his driver in rush.
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“He looks so young yeah?”
Sandra has been scanning Joon’s features as soon as she got inside his brother’s room.
The room was in silence and Joon was sleeping peacefully.
“Yeah but that’s not what I’m trying to say. I mean look he’s so cute.” Trusselle replied trying to address his point.
And they just both realized the words that came out of his mouth, his sister gave him suspicious look.
“I mean he’s sleeping right and look he doesn’t seem to be tired or what. He’s sleeping as if he’s really in a good dream.” he did his best to explain himself.
Joon was on his bed and sleeping, the doctor who checked him said that he needed some rest. He fainted when they were at the store.
“Sandra when you’re sleeping, you look so tired and all. You know something like that. But Joon does the opposite way, he’s sleeping and looking so good.”
Trusselle received a punch after that and he just laughed it out while trying to minimize the volume of his voice.
“Hmm..”
He rushed to stop his sister from sitting next to Joon when the latter started waking up.
“No. I got this, leave him to me. Just prepare some food.” he assured and dragged her out.
As soon as he closed the door behind him he found Joon staring at him.
“Trusselle?” he mumbled sounding so curious and clear enough that he had no idea about what’s going on.
The innocent expression of him fascinated Trusselle so much.
“Yeah. H-how are you feeling? Do you feel okay now?” he asked and walked to him.
Joon sat up and looked so confused while studying the place.
“You are in my room.”
Trusselle smiled to see him in his lousy shirt, it’s too big for Joon and he can clearly see his toned collarbone. When he changed his clothes after the doctor checked him he saw his body.
Joon may not be as slim as him but still it’s toned and had curves too.
“I wonder why koreans have clear skin.” he tried to break the silence.
The other just smiled shyly and Trusselle laughed in disbelief to find him so innocent.
On their first encounter at the mall he saw Joon staring at him in complete curiosity and his stares were full of innocence.
“I’m sorry that you had to take care of me.” Joon suddenly apologized now with his head down.
The tone of voice made Trusselle worried.
“H-hey don’t say that.”We’re friends right?” he assured and sat closer but he noticed how Joon became uneasy and now he got to agree with what the doctor had said.
He moved to the other side to give him more space and reached out his hand instead to pat his head.
“Thank you.” this time Joon gave him a smile.
He nodded to let him know that there’s nothing to worry about. He’s probably playing his sport right now if Joon wasn’t around and it seemed like he got something to busy himself with.
“Hey. Those eyes, are you able to make them bigger?” now his time to get curious about his korean eyes.
He waited while staring at his eyes intently but a laugh came out unexpectedly from him when Joon closed his eyes.
“You are so innocent. Do you know that?” he reached out his hand to pat his head again.
The two were secretly enjoying each other’s presence. The moment Joon opened his eyes he met Trusselle’s and he ended up closing them again.
Now Trusselle was thinking of him as another little brother to keep.
“Joon come on, let’s get downstairs to have something to eat.” he invited and made him open his eyes.
“Downstairs?” Joon asked as if he didn’t know anything about the world.
This was how innocent he was. He’s a mood booster.
“Yeah. Let’s go. My sister prepared food for us.”
Trusselle was excited to share food with him again but the other refused.
“I t-think I can stay here? I mean I’m good, I’m okay.” Joon assured raising his hands a no.
“Come on the food is ready. Please?”
Trusselle tried to convince him knowing the advises of the doctor.
“Please?”
Joon didn’t really want to come but he can’t resist that “please” of Trusselle so they ended up standing next to each other.
He looked down when his head got patted again. Trusselle was way taller than him but he’s not small to get that treatment but he’s okay with it.
He seemed like a kid as he walked behind Trusselle while they’re having their way downstairs.
The house was also catching his attention, it’s so big and he found it interesting. As he’s exploring the place Trusselle’s hand was supporting his back as they walked.
He’s starting to wonder why he’s being taken care of by him. As they met yesterday he can feel how gentle Trusselle was on him and it’s like a safe haven to him.
“Oh hi Joon! How are you?”
Sandra greeted when they got in the kitchen.
“H-hi boss, I’m good. Thanks.” he felt awkward to see her boss.
“Don’t be shy. You can just call me Sandra. You’re my brother’s friend so you are welcome here, okay?” he was assured.
She started talking and asking questions to Joon. She really loved to keep on talking and entertaining someone she found cute. Trusselle smirked thinking how rude his sister could be to others, she’s not really friendly at all but only to those she’s comfortable with.
They took their seats and readied themselves for the food Sandra was placing on the table.
Trusselle liked it that his sister was serving Joon but the latter was obviously shy about his current situation.
He tried his best to make Joon feel comfortable by putting food on his plate but he earned a curious expression instead.
“Okay let’s eat. Sandra’s food are great.” he cheered and nodded at him.
His sister went to the fridge after asking them if they wanted orange juice or milk.
The smell of the food was really attracting Joon but he’s not touching his food and just waiting patiently for Trusselle to look at him.
When their eyes finally met he gave him a kind of look indicating that he needed help and the other moved closer to him.
“I don’t use spoon or fork.” he whispered and he was literally shy.
“What?” Trusselle got confused. “I mean why?”
But he realized it after watching how Joon played his fingers like chopsticks.
“Seriously? You only use chopstick?” he asked and was so amazed about it. “That’s cute and-..”
“Really? Well you’re an asian, do you need chopsticks then?” Sandra butt in.
“When did you get big ears?” ans Trusselle got pissed that his sister was getting Joon’s attention.
His sister shrugged and stood up with a smile of victory. Little did he know that his sister was starting to notice that he’s getting interested in Joon.
“Well good thing we have different types of dining materials here.” she said as she went back with a chopstick.
They started eating. Sandra never missed the chance to interview Joon. She also managed to insist him not to call her boss.
As they talked, Trusselle was always looking at Joon from time to time. He liked the idea that he’s seeing him eat with chopsticks.
“I j-just want to thank both of you. This is my first time eating where I’m not alone.”
They were not able to say anything after what Joon said but Trusselle eventually smiled.
“His first time was with me.” he bragged proudly and his sister faked-cough.
“H-hey Trusselle? What did you do to him? You said his first time was with you? He’s just so innocent then you just abused h..”
She stopped from talking when Joon coughed this time. Trusselle sighed that her thoughts were always out of the topic.
“I’m sorry?” Joon was curious.
His innocence was attracting Trusselle and the latter knew what he’s talking about.
The Ellison was enjoying his presence and the arguement was fun.
“Sandra you’re getting out of the world’s normality again. He meant eating with more than one person.” Trusselle claimed after giving Joon a glass of water. “Don’t mind her. She’s really like that, always like that.”
“So what are you guys talking about then?” his sister replied.
“Last night we ate together. Food. We went to a restaurant. Clear now?” he glared.
The other nodded in defeat. Trusselle thought that she always needed an explanation for everything but he knew she was just playing around to tease him.
“Oh yeah Joon you can stay here for 3 days.” she smiled.
Trusselle got a questioning look from Joon.
“We are friends right? So you can stay here. No worries, you are excused for 3 days. Sandra did it for me.” he explained and bragged what my sister did for him.
He knew that it may be creepy to make decisions for Joon but he had decided to after what the doctor discussed to them.
“Sandra I think he’s bothered to make absences.” he told his sister.
“No it’s okay. I already talked to Cindy.”
They were told that Joon needed a rest and he requested his sister to let him have him for few days.
Once done eating Joon insisted to help clean the table and no one was able to stop him, he insisted because he felt very responsible that the family was taking care of him.
They went back to Trusselle’s room and it gave Joon the feeling of being at home. It’s strange but he shrugged it off.
“Do you want to sleep now?” Trusselle offered after closing the door.
The atmosphere was getting interesting as both of them were feeling a little awkward to be together again in the same room.
Joon sat on the chair next to the study table not wanting to meet Trusselle’s eyes.
He didn’t know what to do now that they’re alone together again.
“You can sleep in my bed.”
Trusselle offered with an assuring tone. He waited for Joon to respond but didn’t hear anything back.
“Come on. Don’t be like that. We are good friends, aren’t we?” he tried to convince him to go to his bed.
He smiled when he obeyed.
“Would you mind telling me more about yourself?” he thought of starting a topic. “If you don’t want to sleep yet.”
He’s sitting on a table in front of the bed where Joon was now comfortably covering himself with the thick comforter and they stayed silent for a minute. He thought to himself that he’s already being too nosy because Joon really didn’t seem to start talking but the latter replied.
“I hate crying.”
The reply got him curious and it sent him goosebumps.
“Why?” he asked not expecting that reply.
He can see how Joon’s eyes were focused on the window.
“I can’t.”
Joon stood up and stared at him.
The silence was very deafening.
It’s the first time he got an eye contact from Joon and the stare was very intentional that he had to look away. He wondered why his eyes were reflecting to be worried and serious.
“I’m sorry.” Joon finally broke the silence. “Do you have a first aid kit?”
Their eyes met again and this time Joon’s eyes were very different.
To get out of the irresistible eyes, Trusselle rushed to get out of his room and closed the door behind him.
He gasped and rushed to wipe the visible sweat over his head.
He looked for the first aid kit downstairs and didn’t mind Sandra’s questions about why he’s sweating. He calmed himself down first before opening his door again.
I saw Joon sitting on my bed, obviously waiting for me. I smiled as our eyes met.
As he was able to collect himself he smiled after seeing Joon again wrapped by the thick comforter.
He reached a remote on the wall to adjust the temperature, thinking that he’s cold. He smiled and sat next to him.
“Do you feel anything? Do you feel hurt somewhere?” he asked checking his shoulders down to his hands.
He was stopped from checking when Joon’s hands reached his face. Left hand on his right cheek and right under chin.
“Don’t move okay? Let me take care of this bruise.”
He realized everything now from why Joon said he’s sorry and how he looked worried when his face was scanned by him. He appreciated so much to see how thoughtful he was.
“Ahh..” he groaned out of nowhere when a pain struck.
“I told you not to move.” Joon scolded him but sounded so concerned.
He stayed still like a kid. Being nursed by someone like Joon was never his expectation and he liked how gentle he’s right now.
The silence this time was not deafening but a comfortable one. Joon was busy taking care of Trusselle and the atmosphere was something they both would want to keep on having.
Trusselle was starting to find Joon fragile as he got the chance to get a closer view of his face, the visible yet attractively looking collarbone, the korean eyes and his natural wet lips.
He thought to himself that he’s already enjoying his features.
“How old are you?” he tried to open a topic.
“17.” the other didn’t seem to be interested and was just focused on taking care of his bruise.
“So young and that’s cool. I can be your bother, you know.” he said tapping his shoulders smoothly. “But make sure to let me make you as my little brother.” he hoped what he said was not awkward.
Joon stopped what he’s doing after that and stared at him thinking if he heard him right.
Trusselle just smiled and was amazed how Joon’s eyes were showing gratitude because of the idea.
But the momentum was cut off when someone started knocking on the door.
“Trusselle? Mom and dad just got home. Come on guys!”
It was his sister and Joon wasn’t expecting that news.
“It’s okay. I told you, you’re welcome here.” he assured him.
The other smiled weakly as he wasn’t so sure about getting out of the room.
Trusselle made sure to tell him it’s okay and let him finish taking care of his bruise.
“Does it hurt?”
It didn’t really matter when he got punched since his tolerance was in great extent
“It feels good since you nursed it.” he replied. “I appreciate this, thank you.”
He didn’t waste time and took his forearm for them to get downstairs. He’s excited for his parents to meet Joon.
When they reached them Trusselle can’t help but to greet them excitedly. Joon was shy and not really saying anything but just greeting as a way of respect.
“I know that. So you’re the frappe guy huh?”
His mom said as they talked about him. He knew that they would like him too. He told Sandra to let them know about what the doctor said and they got worried too, this was what he liked about his family.
“Yes?” Joon was unsure and eyeing him for help but he just kept on smiling at him.
“So where are you going to sleep? We have a lot of extra rooms here.” his dad’s question that made him rush to reply.
“No!” he interrupted. “He will sleep in my room.” he added in authority.
“Oh seriously?” his mom.
“I told you mom.” Sandra smirked which made him wonder why.
He noticed that his parents were looking at each other and he’s getting confused about it.
“It’s already late, look it’s 9 now.” he said and stood up. “Mom and dad thanks for welcoming my friend here.”
He made his way to Joon to grab his forearm again.
“If you need anything else just call me.” Sandra assured and he nodded.
Joon was caught off guard and had nothing to do but to just go with the flow.
He bent his body over as a sign of greetings to them while Trusselle was taking him out of the kitchen.
Trusselle thought that his room felt different now that he got Joon in it.
“Thank you Trusselle.”
He sat on his bed while nodding.
“We’ll sleep together here. Do you think calling you little brother is weird?” he asked and the other just smiled.
He stared at him and still adoring his korean features.
“Come on don’t feel uncomfortable.” he offered the space next to him.
The other obeyed and checked his face again.
“Does it still hurt?”.
He was really full of surprises. He may be a shy type kind of a person but checking Trusselle was always his priority knowing that he caused the bruise.
“I’m okay. You keep on asking me if I’m okay. Are you that concerned?” Trusselle replied still staring at him intently.
The silence took over again but still a very comfortable one.
“I’m not fond of having friends. I don’t make friends to be honest unless they approach me.” Joon was serious.
They spent a lot of time talking and Trusselle knew he’s doing good because he’s making Joon talk a lot which proved that the latter was willing to break his huge wall.
He made sure to tell him that his colleagues liked him so much and that he should start spending time with them.
He also made sure to keep topics going to make him more comfortable.
“I remember when my mom and sister went to police station because of me. I knocked down 4 men defending myself.” he laughed after sharing the story about his encounter with thieves but Joon’s eyebrows went curved thinking if he was telling a truth.
He nodded and he laughed harder when Joon frowned, he found it cute. Joon was really driving him crazy.
He reached out his hand to pat his head.
“Do you really love taekwondo?” they talked about Trusselle’s passion.
They were now lying on the bed and in one comforter. Joon was enjoying it so much that Trusselle never stopped patting and rubbing his head.
“Yes! It helps to defend myself.” Trusselle replied.
More topics were shared until they finally felt sleepy.
“Can I have your hand?”
When Trusselle said that both of them were surprised but Joon didn’t mind it and pulled his hand out of the comforter to reach his.
“So warm, please let me hold yours until I fall asleep.”
Trusselle felt what he wanted, the warm and both of them were on the urge of falling asleep.
“Good night, thank you.”
Joon mumbled before closing his eyes.
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Point Of View
– Joon –
“Hi? Good morning..”
I smiled when I saw Sandra after opening the door. I was at the doorframe and I can’t stand myself watching Trusselle as he slept.
“Oh you’re up?” she smiled back and I nodded. “Do you need anything?”
“No. Trusselle’s still sleeping and I’m trying to find something to do.” I replied.
I wasn’t really lying since I decided to find something to do instead of watching Trusselle sleep.
“Come on join me. I’m making a tea.” she said and I was hesitant to come with her
“I’ll wait for Trusselle.” I said shyly.
I didn’t want to refuse the offer but Trusselle won’t like the idea of me eating breakfast without him.
Last night as we shared some stories, I found out that he’s a bit strict when it comes to his plans.
“Yeah I’m gonna make pancakes tomorrow morning and let’s eat breakfast together.”
Were his words last night when he asked me what I wanted for breakfast.
“Sure. So let me have my tea and let’s do some chitchat then.” she agreed and that’s a good idea so I followed her way.
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“On Saturday yes, are you coming?”
I found it cute to watch Sandra enjoy every taste of her tea and she made a question that I didn’t see coming.
We were talking about the meeting that has been held last night at the store.
“I’m not going.” I answered while giving it a thought again.
She asked me why and I didn’t know how to explain myself.
“You know what Joon, when I was in high school I missed the party they made for all the students. I missed the chance to dance with a friend of mine and the chance to spend good time with my classmates. It made me regret. I mean probably there’s more than that.. that I missed in that event.” she stated with her eyes glittering and she looked so beautiful thinking about what she’s saying.
She may be right but I didn’t really see myself joining my colleagues.
It’s good to see her talk more about what happened during the school party. I knew she wasn’t really insisting me to come but she’s trying to share some thoughts about what I may miss.
“Anyway, Trusselle’s still sleeping huh?” she sighed looking at her watch. “What time did you guys sleep?”
I shook my head and smiled.
“I d-don’t know? We were chatting and chatting until we fell asleep. I guess?” I laughed with the idea.
“I knew it.” she laughed too but it seemed like she meant something.
“Oh one second.”
I let her take her phone call and stood up walking across the refrigerator to give her privacy.
“Ohh..” was all I said after seeing what’s in the refrigerator.
There’s a lot of food inside and I smiled the moment my eyes found what I was looking for.
“Cold water in the morning?”
I almost jumped when someone spoke.
“H-hi? Good morning?” I smiled.
It was their dad in black suit. I offered the glass of water I took and he accepted it.
“You know what? It took me almost a year to make a good frappe.” he said after drinking the water.
“I wonder if that’s your in born skill? I mean you make a good frappe! I did try it and it’s great!”
I can’t help but to admire his words. You can tell when someone’s nice by the way how they treat a stranger.
I turned my head to where he was pointing at and saw an espresso machine near the glass table.
“Can you make me one for my breakfast? I’ll finish it before going to work.”
His request was a big pleasure to me! I rushed to wear an apron and readied myself in front of the machine.
“Do you have any request mr. Ellison?” I asked while checking all the stuffs.
“What’s your specialty?”
“I like one too.”
I raised my head to see mrs. Ellison and I greeted her with a smile.
They let me take my time and I was so excited for them to try my double chocolate.
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“I told you Trevor, this is the frappe you should learn to make.”
Mrs. Ellison to his husband as she teased him. I can’t help but to smile watching them have fun with their frappe.
Both of them were in a casual suit and ready to go to work. They looked so good and Sandra was actually having fun too.
“Good thing Joon is staying here. He can make frappe every morning right?” mr. Ellison got himself nodding at his thought.
That’s not a problem to me and it would be my pleasure.
“Excuse me but he’s having his rest for three days and nobody here is allowed to let him do anything.”
We all turned our heads to the source of the voice and my smile grew widely when I saw Trusselle with his messy hair.
But he’s actually frowning at them.
“Stella we better get going now before anything else happens.” mr. Ellison said and rushed to finish his frappe and his wife did the same thing.
“Go mom and dad, Trusselle’s eyes are both on you.” Sandra whispered but enough for all of us to hear.
They were rushing and laughing. Was this how they built their family? They all looked so happy together.
“Joon what happened? Are you okay?”
I was shocked when Trusselle was already next to me and to my surprise I was wiping my own cheeks.
“N-no. I’m sorry.” I replied, I looked down trying to cover my face.
“What happened dear?” I heard mrs. Ellison.
They all went to me and I had no choice but to be honest.
“I just missed my mom. I mean back then we were like this, even if it was just the two of us.” I tried to act normal.
“Oh I’m sorry to hear that. Cheer up kid.” mr. Ellison tapped me on my shoulder.
I knew that Trusselle was behind me and rubbing my back softly.
They were so kind.
“Mr. Ellison, we need to go. It’s raining and it might get heavy.”
I raised my head and it was Greg, their driver. I took a deep breath. I forgot. I shouldn’t be crying. I did my best to calm down.
I told them I was okay and it’s a relief that I was able to convince them.
“Okay we need to go now.”
“Yeah see you later guys. Joon, don’t be sad okay?”
“Recently it’s been raining unexpectedly right?”
They said as they started making their way out of the house and the last part made me guilty.
“I’ll walk them outside. Call me when you need anything okay?” Sandra smiled at me.
“Come on. Let’s go to my room.” Trusselle sounded so concerned and brought me to his room.
We’re alone again and his eyes were on me
“Are you okay now?”
He asked, we sat on his bed and he moved closer.
I nodded and smiled. I felt more comfortable with him now. Since we got a nice bonding last night.
“Can you not cry?”
The smile on my face went away after hearing those words from him.
“I’m sorry?” I asked confirming if he had an idea.
Did he know?
“You’re making me feel weak whenever you cry. Do you know that?”
And I was left speechless. It was a relief. I was just overthinking. I thought he knew my secret.
I just nodded responding to what he said and I smiled again. He cared. It felt good knowing that you got someone who cared about you.
He asked me if I already had breakfast and I shook my head as a no. Just meeting his eyes was already getting a hobby to me now.
“Okay. Hmm I’ll go downstairs to make our breakfast, remember the pancakes?” now he’s excited.
“Yeah.” I replied. I didn’t know he was this good.
“Stay here. I’ll just bring the food here. You can watch or you can do whatever you want. Don’t cry okay?”
He sounded so worried on his last sentence and I did pat his shoulder to thank and assure him. I can’t find any words to say how grateful I was.
When he left I stood up to walk around his room.
“Whoaah?!” was my reaction in awe.
I turned the flat screen on and it surprised me. I didn’t expect it to be this big. This made me feel like I was watching in a cinema.
“Let me see this. Don’t breathe.” I said after choosing what to watch. I had no problem with navigation since we had flat screen too at work which I got familiar to.
I went back to the bed and was literally feeling the freedom to enjoy myself.
“This is my first time experiencing this!” I whispered and can’t wait to see the movie.
My excitement left me after seeing a girl’s hair being pulled by an old man.
“Oh? Oh w-what?” was all I said.
What’s this? Was I watching a horror movie or what? I thought it’s something like a life story? Don’t Breathe?
I tried to be patient and decided to keep on watching. Maybe that was just anything that wasn’t related to the story right?
Until I realized that I was watching a movie that was not what I was expecting it to be. They were planning to rob a house!
It’s thrilling me! It’s drawing my attention!
“Oh it’s good to see you watching a movie huh?”
I was busy when someone spoke and it was Trusselle. Our eyes met and we exchanged smiles.
He’s having a great smile.
I stood up and rushed to help him with the tray he was holding.
“Oh it’s okay. I got this.” he assured and it seemed like I would not be able to win so I let him.
Pancakes smelled good!
“You made it?” I asked in excitement.
“Yeah sure I did!” he suppressed a laugh making me laugh too.
Was he good at cooking?
We continued enjoying our time together. He asked me if I wanted to go out for a walk since I told him that I was really feeling okay now.
He brought me to another part of his room to see his set of clothes. The view was very unbelievable because it was so great.
“I want you to wear a jacket. It’s for sure cold outside right now.”
I nodded and he also gave me a shirt to change into. I rushed to take mine off and as I was about to put on his shirt he’s already nowhere to be seen.
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