「 ambiguous | jeon wonwoo 」

-one-

"B-because I'm his...his...", she clenches one of her fists, desperately attempting to get the word out of her mouth.

"His umm...his..."

"You're his fiancé, right?", the one with 10:10 eyes asks much more politely, smiling slightly. She quickly nods her head, looking down at her beat up Vans. "Don't worry about us, we won't hurt you. I'm Kwon Soonyoung, call me soon", he chuckles, making a phone out of his hands and putting it close to his ear, smiling. Eunha giggles a little, looking up and sticking her hand out.

"Nice pick-up line. You'll definitely steal girl's hearts with that", she giggles, shaking hands with him. She glances at the guy on the other side, noticing how inconsiderate he feels, coughing awkwardly.

"Hello, I'm Choi Seungcheol, nice to meet you", the intimidating looking one says, sticking out his hand and waits for her to take it, tilting his head.

"Oh...umm...", she looks back at Soonyoung, hesitant about shaking Seungcheol's hand. Soonyoung seems to understand her worriedness and smiles at her again.

"Bah, don't be afraid of him! He may look scary, but he's a giant idiot I swear"

Seungcheol scowls at him which causes Eunha to chuckle, taking his hand and shaking it.

"Nice to meet you too, Seungcheol-ssi", she replies politely. He smiles at her, letting go of her hand as both men open up the doors.

"We'll help you get to know the place, Miss Lim", Soonyoung looks down at her, walking in with Seungcheol. Eunha's jaw drops, her eyes becoming wide as she looks around the place.

This is bigger than my whole house!

A grand, spiral staircase is in the center of the first floor, one half of the place is where the kitchen and dining place is- high quality stainless steal appliances that are definitely on the more expensive end with white marble counters, the table black with a glass strip running through the middle of it. The second half is the designated living room with a black, grand piano behind one of the white couches. A giant, flat screen TV hangs above a glass fireplace, giant windows bringing in the light and bouncing off of the dark wood floors. She spots a balcony, with a beautiful view of Seoul. She looks up, noticing a nice, big glass chandelier hanging, a black metal fence blocking off the ending point of the wooden floor upstairs which allows you to look at the bottom floor.

"Daebak...", she drops her backpack, her mouth open as she walks around slowly. "I-I...w-what...t-this..."

"Are you okay, Miss Lim?", Seungcheol comes up from behind her, looking down at her.
"You're shocked, aren't you?", Soonyoung walks up next to her, holding her bag. "And also take off your shoes, Mr.Jeon won't enjoy that"

She turns to him confused before the lightbulb pops up in her head, takes off her shoes quickly before running to the entrance and placing them there. She scurries back, bowing at the both of them in apology.

"Ah, it's okay. Big, isn't it?", Soonyoung chuckles.

"Why of course it's big! This is bigger than my old family home entirely! And this is just the first floor!", she turns to him, breathing heavily.

"I will place these in your room and get Wonwoo. Seungcheol hyung, please watch her", he takes her luggage, trotting up the stairs.

"We will introduce you to the rest of the staff later, Miss Lim. Will you like to look upstairs?", Seungcheol smiles slightly, signaling to the stairs.

"Can we?", she looks at him.

"Of course, Miss Lim. You are his soon-to-be wife", he tilts his head, smiling warmly at her. They walk together up the stairs, Eunha's eyes shining non-stop as a wide smile of amazement never seems to leave her face. The boy chuckles.

"You seem like a child, Miss Lim. May I ask how old you are?"

"Oh, I'm twenty-four. May I ask how old you are?"

"You're very young to be getting married, Miss Lim. And I'm twenty-seven, so you are younger than both Wonwoo and I"

"Ah. Sorry for being informal Seungcheol-ssi. And may I ask how this 'Wonwoo' is like?", she stops at the top of the staircase, looking at the boy next to her.

"Of course. Wonwoo is someone-"

"Someone that already hates you", a cold voice cuts through their small conversation, startling the both of them. Eunha quickly turns her head, her back stiffening as she looks at the cold-faced man in front of her, his dark eyes narrowed and a scowl on his face. She steps back a little, crinkling her nose, as she looks at Seungcheol from the corner of her eye.

"Seungcheol-ssi, who is that?", she whispers, feeling intimidated.

"That is your fiancée, Jeon Wonwoo"