Chapter 15 - Room

"Look they're talking about us on TV!" Yeosang pointed at the daily news on the television.

Everyone had crashed in the living room after dinner, and they had decided to see what the news was saying.

"A group of criminals broke into the bank of Korea today..."

"...seventeen hostages survived the situation; one is still missing..."

"...the robbers were described as young men, dressed in all black, but the authorities haven't been able to identify any of them yet from the descriptions given by the hostages..."

"We're famous!" Wooyoung exclaimed.

The robbers studied the news for a while. I noticed San slowly drifting off, leaning his head onto Wooyoung's shoulder.

Wooyoung was startled. "San what are you doing?"

"I'm sleepy Woo." He murmured.

"Then go to bed."

San's eyes shot open, "Fine then!" He stormed off.

"What's wrong with him?" Jongho asked.

Wooyoung just shrugged and turned his attention back to the TV.

"You know what I'm tired too." Mingi stated. Then he reached his hand out to me, "Come on Y/N, let's go to bed."

"What the hell do you mean? I'm not going to bed with you, pervert." I backed away from him.

He laughed, "Would you rather sleep with Jongho?"

"No way!" Me and Jongho both exclaimed at the same time. I shot him daggers and he reciprocated. Jerk.

Hongjoong piped up. "There's only eight bedrooms Y/N. You've got to sleep in someone's room."

Yunho, who had been so quiet all night, stood up out of his chair. "She'll sleep in my room."

Mingi glared at him, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards him, "No, I called it first."

Wooyoung rolled his eyes, "What are you, two years old? Why don't you just let Y/N decide where she wants to sleep?"

Both of the men looked at me expectantly.

Shit, what do I do? Yunho is sweet and I feel comfortable with him. And there's this connection that I feel with Mingi, but can I trust him? Either way, it won't be for long. I'm going to get out of here as soon as I get my chance.

My eyes swept back and forth between them.

"I guess... I'll sleep in Yunho's room."

A smile crept onto Yunho's face. "Come on, let's go then." He motioned me over towards him. I walked over and he took my hand, leading me out of the living room. I turned back quickly, and I wish I hadn't. Mingi's face had lost all emotions and his eyes became dark. 

As I left, I faintly heard Jongho's teasing voice, "Dude, you just got rejected."

Yunho led me up the staircase to the second floor where we came to the first room on the right. It was plainly decorated, with dark blue walls and large windows. Attached to the room was a large walk-in closet and a washroom. One king-sized bed sat against the wall.

He stood behind me as I studied his room. "You can take a shower first if you want."

I jumped a little. He hovered over me, sending a chill down my spine. Didn't he know what personal space was? It suddenly dawned on me that I was in his room. Alone with him.

"Okay, I'll shower first!" I practically ran towards the washroom and slammed the door shut. He wouldn't try anything, right? I undressed out of Mingi's hoodie and my jeans, and turned on the hot water. As I went to get into the shower, I caught my reflection in the mirror. My face and hair were covered in dirt from crawling through the tunnel. What was more embarrassing then that was the hickeys along my chest and neck. I shook my head. There's nothing I could do about it now.

I sighed as the hot water hit my back, soothing my tired body. I washed myself quickly and got out. I took out a towel from the cabinet. The soft fabric warmed my body as I dried off. I hadn't expected to ever feel relaxed here, but I already felt better after being able to wash up.

Then I realized that I had nothing to wear. The hoodie was dusted in a layer of dirt, same with my jeans. They certainly couldn't be put back on. Why hadn't I thought of that before I got into the shower? I wrapped myself in a towel, and cracked open the door. Yunho was sitting on a chair in the corner of the room, scrolling through his phone.

"Yunho?"

He looked up, a little surprised. I had carefully placed the door so he could only see my face, but a door can't stop a man's imagination. He grinned. "Do you want me to join you?"

Ugh, pervert. "No, I just don't have anything to wear."

He laughed and got up, walking into his closet and emerging with a large black t-shirt. I grabbed it through the door frame and slipped it on. It fell to my knees. I guess I didn't really need pants then, although I would have preferred to be wearing some, for the sake of my modesty.

I stepped out of the washroom, and he was standing right outside, making my heart skip. He crouched down to my height and leaned towards me. He still had dirt all over him but somehow still looked handsome, and although my brain wanted to kick him and run away, my body wouldn't let me move. His lips moved towards mine until they were practically touching. I felt his soft breaths on my mouth. My eyes fluttered closed.

"Tell me baby girl..." he breathed, "How am I supposed to take my shower if you keep blocking the door?"

"Oh... I uhm... sorry." I stuttered moving to the side, with heat rising to my cheeks.

He moved through and closed the door. A few moments later, the water began to run.

Now's my chance, now I can find a way out of here.

I looked around the room. I couldn't just walk out the door, that's too risky. The other robbers would see or hear me for sure. I scanned around. I ripped open desk drawers, desperately searching for a weapon or anything that could help me, but I found nothing other than pens and papers.

My eyes flickered over to the windows. I went and checked them. Once I urged the panes open the ground greeted me from a story down. Could I fall that far and get away unscathed? Maybe I could grab onto something on the wall. The stones had grooves, but I didn't trust myself to balance my weight on them. I didn't have any great options.

The bathroom door swung open, "Y/N I think... what are you doing?"

I twisted around. Yunho had stepped out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, with his broad muscular body on display. His dampened dark brown hair lay messily over his eyes. He narrowed his eyes at me, as I sat on the windowsill with one leg in his room and the other dangling outside.

"I-I just w-wanted some fresh air..." I mumbled. It was a stupid excuse and we both knew it. He started towards me.

I looked down to the grass below me, quickly gathering my confidence.

Just jump Y/N, you can do it. This is your chance.

And with that I let go of the window frame and let gravity take me. I awaited the impact of the ground but instead found myself not falling, but being pulled back inside. Yunho had reached out, squeezing my forearm, and yanked my body back in. He slammed me against the wall, my shoulder blades breaking the motion with a stabbing pain. I struggled but he had my arms securely fixed to his bedroom wall.

"You stupid girl," he snarled, fire in his eyes, "You really thought you could just jump out the window and run away."

"You're going to regret that so much tomorrow morning."

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