In Between Skins [+18]

He starts to remove his coat, vest then his polo which made me go into panic mode.

“W-What the fuck?? I knew you’re a creep-”

“You have to calm down,” he laughed, “use my polo, you’re drenched.” As he finished that sentence, his bare upper body captured my eyes.

Shit. I looked away. Tattoos everywhere on his arm.

He hands me the polo. I took it hesitantly. Now I’m embarrassed. 

Without looking at him, I went inside the restroom.

I looked down on myself after wearing his polo.. why do I look like I just had sex from a korean drama clip.

Kind of big on me, but I’m not wet anymore so it’ll have to do.

I came out, still avoiding his eyes.

I internally sighed, “I’m sorry for what I said earlier..” I slowly tried to look at him and his eyes were too busy feasting on his polo being worn by me.

“You’re cuter when you wear my shirt.” He smirked, making me blush.

“C-Can we just eat.” Did I just stutter?? I never stutter!

“Sure.” I heard him chuckle. I followed him from behind and I noticed he still wore his vest and coat without the polo.

We entered from this door and right inside was a well lit room with a single round table in the middle of it. 

I followed him until he pulled a chair and looked at me.

I sat quietly as he scooted the chair for me then he sat on his.

“Is it better that you wore my shirt? I could go run to a mall and buy you one if you’re uncomfortable.” 

He’d do that?

I guess it’s different if you’re rich.

“Y/n, are you okay? You seem to space out, can you tell me what was troubling you tonight? It’s fine if you don’t like to.” 

Should.. I?

“Just.. my aunt died.” 

His expression softened. “Condolences to you and your family.. what caused it?” 

“A thief stabbed her and stole her purse.” 

“Did they catch it?” 

“No, it ran off as her maid said.” 

“I’ll handle it.” 

“Handle what?” 

“I’ll look for the guy, it’s the least I could do to have her soul rest and for you.” 

“You’d.. do that?” 

“Mhmm.” He gave a soft smile and just then, food came in. 

As we ate, he asked for more information.

–

“You shouldn’t invest in me..” I spoke in the middle of eating. “I’m not rich like you, I’m poor, me and Haniya always need to work to have food on the table.” 

He laid his spoon down and smiled, “I don’t see that as a problem, and I didn’t grow up rich, me and my twin worked together to get to where we are now.” He smiled again.

“Oh..” is all I could say. 

“You think if you said that, I’d lose interest in you?”