Xena P. O. V
Xena: Ah~ After a tired day, a coffee always work. *sip and braid hair*
Hoseok: I know right *sip*
Xena: What were you about to ask me?
Hoseok: Actually, I have a lot. Let me start with one by one. First, what's your real name?
Xena: Lee Xena.
Hoseok: No, the other name.
Xena: *sigh* Lee Yunyeong.
Hoseok: Why don't you use that name?
Xena: It sound like a boy name and I hate it. I like the name Xena which was called by my sister. Another question.
Hoseok: Why do you braid you hair all the time?
My heart started beating fast and I said
Xena: Because of my sister.
Hoseok: Your.... sister?
Xena: Yeah. She would always braid my hair like this. After the day she die, I let my hair like this and for another reason.
Hoseok: Your hair color isn't?
Xena: How did you know?
Hoseok: I saw your hair color change into red, blue and light green. *smirk*
I blush and drink the coffee.
Hoseok: How did she die?
Xena: Private.
Hoseok: Ok? Anyway, are you a witch?
The coffee drop from my hand and it was freaking hot but I felt nothing.
Xena: Aish, this coffee. What did you just said?
Hoseok: Are you a witch?
Xena: No.
Hoseok: Really? *eyes became purple*
Xena: Don't you dare *eyes yellow*
Hoseok: Oh, so you are *smile* It's nice to finally see you, queen.
Xena: Ok stop saying that. I am not a queen or some type of shit. Another question.
Hoseok: Where are your parents?
Xena: Mother alive, father die.
Hoseok: Do you know Thomas?
Xena: *heart beat faster* N-no.
Hoseok: Are you the one?
Xena: Yeah. I was the one who kill him.
Hoseok: Why?
Xena: You will know later. I will go now. *sniff*
I was about to walk away when he grab my hand and I feel electeic vibe from it and I take my hand out quickly.
Hoseok: S-sorry *eyes pink*
Xena: It's ok *eyes pink and quickly change it to normal* Oh, why don't you arrest me?
Hoseok: Because I know everything. Let me help you.
Xena: No it's ok.
Hoseok: Will you give me your phone number?
Xena: You are police isn't? *smirk* Find yourself. ACK!
My heart started aching and I was about to fall down when Hoseok hold me from my waist.
Xena: I-it hurts! AHHHH!!!!!! HELP ME!!!!! *tears fall down*
Hoseok: It's going to be ok.
He kiss my forehead and that calm me a bit and I still feel that electric thing but I ignore it and he pick me up and went inside his car. The pain stop and I can finally breathe again.
Xena: *inhale* What is this? Anyway, thanks oppa *eyes widen*
Hoseok: It's ok *chuckle* Let's go to my home.
I nodded.
Xena: Can I call my grandpa?
He nodded and I take his phone and dial the number.
Grandpa: WHO THE FUCK TRY TO DISTRACT MY SLEEP????
Xena: Grandpa, it's me.
Grandpa: Ohhh hi. I am sleeping that's why.
Xena: Whatever. Anyway! I will be at Hoseok's house for---
Grandpa: Hoseok as in that officer?
Xena: Yeah.
Grandpa: OHHHHHHHH
WOQBWOHSIQBSKABSHDVF MY GRANDDAUGHTER IS MAKING HER MOVE! MAKE SURE TO USE PRO---Xena: GRANDPA! HE CAN HEAR EVERYTHING!
Hoseok cough and his eyes and face was pink.
Hoseok: H-hello grandpa.
Grandpa: Oh hi, Hosuck.
Xena: Grandpa, it's Hoseok. *chuckle*
Grandpa: Ahh sorry sorry. My memory is not good. Anyway, take care of her and I know she will sleep there tonight so make sure to use that.
Xena: Really grandpa?
Grandpa: Sorry. My jokes are not good nowadays.
I turn the speaker off and said
Xena: Grandpa, my heart ache.
Grandpa: What?
Xena: Yeah it did. And it happen when I reject the offer of Hoseok. What is that grandpa?
Grandpa: Ohh. I think Angel wants you to be with Hoseok. For the partner and the other one is you will know later.
Xena: Ok. Thanks grandpa. Anyway, I think the heart don't belong to Angel. It feels so weird.
Grandpa: What nonsense are you saying? Stop it. Now let's stop this conversation. I want to sleep.
Xena: Ok grandpa. Eat the medicine before you eat, ok?
Grandpa: Ok. Love you.
Xena: Love you too.
The phone ended and we got there.
Xena: Thanks Hoseok.
Hoseok: Your welcome.
*After a while*
NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! I WILL NOT COME WITH YOU!!!!!!!!
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My Name Is Xena
Mystery / ThrillerName? Xena (pronounce Zena) Age? I don't know. Maybe between 20 and 25 Job? I don't have one. Why do you come here? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . To get revenge and I will get it done.