Wanting Mashiho|| Mashikyu

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Mashiho's pov

I gulped before answering...

"I...er...um I was running home because I was afraid of the dark and then er my arm hit the door, the door had nails on it and then it uh...happened" I said looking down while playing with my fingers

"Who do you think you're lying to" he said with anger in his tone

He then continued

"I'm no kid with knives, I know that cut was made by a knife...Who did this to you?" He said with his icy voice and stoic face

I didn't speak but then I looked away and starting looking at the floor

"I am asking a question and I do not like it when I don't get answers, answer me!" He yelled making me flinch and look back at him

I looked away when I felt my eyes get heavy

"S-Stop yelling at me" I muttered as I wiped the tear that escaped from my eyes

"Why are you crying?" He asked but I didn't reply him

"You're not a fucking baby, so give me an excuse why you are crying?" He asked again and I didn't reply

"Weakling" He said before walking pass me

"Don't call me that" I muttered

"Why? You don't like that?" He asked after he walked up to me

I shook my head

"Why? Isn't that what you are?" He asked in a mocking voice

"It's not" I muttered

"Then why do you act like one? Huh?" He asked poking my chest

"I don't act like one" I muttered looking down

"From the look of it, you do...You let people trample on you, they hit you and you do nothing...I mean look at you...you got yourself injured...look at your face...your lips are cut, you have cuts on your cheekbones...you let them harass you...and you don't fight back...aren't these the features of a weakling?"
He said and snorted

"I don't want to disrespect my seniors" I muttered

"Disrespect?!" He yelled in mockery

"Look at you, do you think they respect you?...Respect those that respect you...judging by what they did do you think they deserve your respect?" He asked in irritation

I slowly shook my head

"Then what's the point in respecting them? They treat you like a bitch and you're just gonna stay there and act like the bitch they want you to be...treat others how they treat you...understand?" He asked and I slowly nodded my head

"What do you have to say for me letting you stay at my house and treating your wounds?" He asked and he bent down to my height

Our faces were so close, I could feel his breath on my face, my cheeks started burning as i broke our eye contact and muttered a thank you

He leaned back to his height

"Get down so you'll have your breakfast and then your medicine" He said with his stoic voice before leaving the room

I didn't know when a smile crept on my face

'Jihoon hyung was right...he's not so bad'
I thought rubbing my cheeks to ease off the blushing

I looked for the wardrobe to find some clothes to wear after showering

I only saw two doors but they didn't have handles, I touched one and the door immediately slid open

I looked inside and saw clothes everywhere, I walked in, I saw how neat his clothes were arranged according to the rainbow colours and the black and brown ones were kept differently and how his shoes were arranged from formal to casual

'Tch such a clean freak'

I picked out clothes I thought were comfy enough and placed it on the bed before undressing and going into the other door

Junkyu's pov

"Aishh why was I lecturing him?" I asked my self grabbing my hair

The cook was done preparing breakfast and then left when I dismissed her

I was waiting for him to get down and I didn't know why, it's not like I cared

I remembered how terrible and helpless he was last night, hugging me like his life depended on it

Even after dressing his wounds, he held me so tight while crying and sleeping

He must have been suffering this pain for years

"Aishh I should stop thinking about that crybaby" I said and picked up my cutlery but then froze midair once I saw him walk downstairs

'What the...'

He wore one of my silk shirt, it was big and baggy on him, his neck was exposed and his collarbones where showing, his hair was extra curly than it used to be dripping water which went down his neck

He wore one of my shorts and I can tell he pulled them up as they were not his size, they were barely reaching his knee length, his legs looked smooth and soft like a baby's skin

I unconsciously gulped at the sight

He bowed and sat in front of me

"Why are you putting on my clothes?" I asked, he flinched, why would he flinch

"I uh...I didn't have any other cloth...so I borrowed yours" he muttered pouting while playing with your hands

He looked so cute– Wait what? Never mind that, I don't do crybabies

"Why didn't you put on something more presentable? Are you used to dressing like this?" I asked. I wanted him to go change because the male servants in the house were gawking at him and I didn't like that for some reason

He looked up at me with his doe eyes and then clutches the shirt at the collar to cover his collarbones

"It...It was all I could find that was almost my size" he said...I nodded after some seconds

I started eating but then I noticed he wasn't so then I asked him why he wasn't and he replied me with...