Chapter 31

Jiwoon sat up straight on his chair, scribbling some words in his notebook then he finally wrote down a word and circled it. 'Slave' he would be Yenn's slave and by means slave, he had to obey everything he said without complaint. It won"t be that hard, it was an opportunity. I just need to do that kind of plan. He closed his notebook and put in on his drawer. He made up his mind, he just had to do that thing for a month—yeah for a month. He smiled mischievously and finally went downstairs.
A slave for a month, someone that will be own by a master and that master—was a very cute one. Enough reason for the slave to seek attention of his master which is, something that Jiwoon devised on his head. He can do that things too, he just had to try. He made his way to the kitchen searching for his so-called master. He"s not here. He went down and sat on the couch patiently waiting for him, he must be outside.
After an hour or so, he saw Yenn finally entered the house. His skin was flushed pink and his clothes were wet, it must be too hot—yeah too hot. He wet his lips then went to greet him kneeling like a knight to say his vows.
"I—agree, being your s-slave for a month"
Yenn arched his brows while wiping the sweats that was dripping into his face. Fuck. He stared at him aroused, he want to lick him off right now but he need his goddamn permission disappointingly. Yenn glanced down to him then he speak in an irritated tone.
"What the fuck are you starting for? Go get me some water! You useless slave" he kicked his face.
Fuck! He really kicked his face shit. He gritted his teeth and gave him a sharp glare but Yenn just gave him a blunt look. He didn"t even flinched! Where did that soft Yenn go? He"s totally different from back then, how did this happen? Damn. He really had that huge personality gap. He stand up and walk toward he stairs then Yenn yelled mockingly at him.
"Hurry up slave! I"m already dying of thirst in here"
Jiwoon looked back meeting a bored gaze on Yenn"s face then he stomped his feet away in hurry to find a bottle of water. Oh fuck! There"s nothing on the fridge! He went to the sink and washed some bottles aiming to get water from it too. When he finished, he saw Yenn on the entrance staring at him.
"Don"t tell me you"re going to give me that"
Yenn humped coldly crossing his arms. He arched his brows, what"s the problem? They"ve been drinking water from the sink for almost a week and now he"s complaining? He walked toward him intending to hand the bottle but Yenn slapped his hand away then he slapped his face angrily.
"Use your goddamn brain, you fucking slave. Are you trying to give your master something dirty?"
Jiwoon flinched when he heard him call himself master. Fuck! This is....a goddamn humiliation. He's totally stepping on his entire being! It"s way too worst—worst than the other choices!
"I already gave you a water but you threw it away. What the fuck do you want"
Jiwoon winced in disagreement but he just got slapped again. His cheeks were already swollen and he"s definitely not liking the feeling of someone crushing his pride.
"Don"t. You. Dare. talk back to me"
Yenn fiercely glared at him. He—he"s mad!
"Why the fuc—" his body suddenly trembled, a sudden surge of submission and a weird feeling of fear—yeah fear of making him mad aggressively crept into his veins. Hitting and reprimanding himself to shut up and goddamn apologize. His heart rapidly banged his chest denouncing and pushing his senses to utter the word. "I–I"m sorry" Jiwoon"s voice cracked and he felt a sudden lump in his throat.
Yenn was slightly taken aback he doesn"t expect another S word coming from his mouth but his expression twisted and quickly changed into a dissatisfaction.
"Clean it"
Yenn said annoyingly then he walked away. He really can"t take it if someone was basically begging him with their eyes but this goddamn arrogant façade was necessary for Jiwoon and him to set things apart. They should know their places, Jiwoon did a lot of disgusting things to him and now he"s just paying him back. He remembered the nightmare that haunted him every night, everything that Jiwoon did remained on his mind engraving everything to his whole being and he hated that. He hate everything about Jiwoon but there"s something weird building up inside him and he totally don"t want to know that no matter what the feeling is.
"There"s no room for kindness and there would never be a hint of pity, he had to eat every shit he threw to me." he murmured clenching his fists tight.
"I finished cleaning it" he heard Jiwoon behind him.
He shifted his gaze to him and just nonchalantly nod, still not believing the pretentious act that Jiwoon was playing. "Where"s my water?" he asked arching his brows, he"s still thirsty after all.
"I"m still boiling it, give me five minutes to adjust the temp" Jiwoon answered him.
So damn precise, well he doesn"t care but this can"t be let off.
"You forgot the word, slave" he gave him a sharp look.
"P—please"
Jiwoon twitch his lips, was saying please that hard? That"s hilarious but that just proved how rotten this person is.
"Fine" Yenn gaze followed every move he make. He watched how Jiwoon boiled the water and how he got burn a bit when he carelessly put it on a mug, he chuckled at he sight. When did Jiwoon became so clumsy? Is he trying to do those things on purpose so he would pity him? Hell no. No matter how hurt he'd be he won"t feel any sliver of pity in him. Yeah never.
Jiwoon felt a scorching gaze, he never felt something like this before but he really felt a bit uneasy when he knew Yenn"s golden eyes were staring at him like that. He want to steal a glance but he don"t want to get caught. His body felt hot much more than the boiling water that was currently on his hand and he didn"t even realized that he already burned his fingers. He flinched when he heard a low laugh from Yenn, it was more like a giggle, it feels ticklish every time he heard those low, soft and genuine laughs unlike the unending curses and rude words that come endlessly from his mouth, his laugh was much purer and sexier..? Why does he even think like this? It must be just a brief curiosity that he felt maybe because he"s paying much more attention to Yenn than everyone else. It could be it but why... he"s quite confused. He never knew that he would caught himself staring at Yenn casually and admiring every little thing that he does like that moment when he was just sitting in the terrace and fiddling with his fingers and that time when he walked out of the bathroom naked and was half asleep or that time when he was just lying down on the terrace napping with his mouth drooling. It was just little things that he took note of but it made his day. Yeah—it"s quite troubling and weird but he realized that he"s been watching him the whole time.
"Slave" It took him a few seconds and a few idling thought to realized that he was called out.
"My water" he heard him say. He sighed, the reality is really harsh, he look cute for a moment but right now he really looked irritating right now. He hand him the lukewarm water and stared into his eyes. "Do you like it?" Yenn choked, spluttering the water in his mug then he looked at him glaringly. "Yeah"
"Then how about a reward?" Jiwoon jokingly said at him as his lips curved into a genuine smile. Yenn stared at him scrutinizing his expression, it took a minute or two before he averted his gaze into Jiwoon's mouth then he said in a low tone.
"Don"t push yourself slave"
"Come on, I did what you want" he teased him hoping he would go along with his whims but he only received a ferocious glare from Yenn and it defeated him. He agreed to be his slave because he knew there were rewards and stuffs but it seems impos—Yenn suddenly tiptoed and gave him a peck on his cheek. "There you go" he smirked at him and finally walked away leaving him shocked.
"Follow me upstairs" he heard Yenn shouted at him at the stairs, he paused pondering about something he want to say but he just looked at him sharply "Hurry up" he finally stepped upstairs. What is it now? Is he going to make me do something upstairs? Fuck! Why the hell is he fucking excited? Maybe he would gave him a reward?! His face lit up a bit, maybe—just maybe that was the case. He smiled then finally went upstairs.