I walk up the stairs but have a hallway in front of me and on my right, so I check the black doors on the right but notice Joonha's one, so I get up there and knock on the door.

"Come in," he lets me enter the room, so I open and step inside but get dazzled by how pretty his room is. It is not even dirty or messy at all, but I am not surprised, he is a bit of a neat freak, which is not a bad thing.

"You can get on the bed, I'm finishing this," he speaks while focusing on his game, the three screens he has in the corner allowing him to look like a real gamer. I do not say anything but sit down on the king-size bed on the left, and I leave my bag on the parquet floor.

I love this room more than mine. The black and white, the neon lights, the TV on the wall that faces the bed, and the angle desk on the right, with plenty of gaming stuff. That is a whole other level of gaming setup. He must have spent so much money on it. I envy him.

"Yeah, I'm heading towards you," he talks to someone with his headset, so I rise and get closer to him to watch what he is doing, perceiving how focused he is. I lean back on the left side of the desk but drop my look to his fingers on the keyboard.

"I know, this bitch is hiding in a fucking corner," he rages over it but never stops moving his long fingers over the keycaps, unknowingly causing some wrong images in my head.

"Fuck yeah, baby!" he screams his happiness out and gives a tap on his desk, ending the game with a win. I chuckle at this reaction, but I know what it feels like, so I do not judge. "Look at this, y/n," he points his finger at the screen to make me watch his killcam, so I keep my attention on it to see what I already saw a few seconds earlier. "Two guys with one bullet, then I get shot at, I whirl around, and I kill this little bitch," he exults, loudly, but I calm him down. "I can do that. It's not hard."

"Excuse— Wait, Seunggil," he holds one ear of his headset. "I'm leaving, I'll come back tonight because y/n is here," he tells him goodbye. "Yeah, see you," he exits the game and discord but glances at me. "What did you dare to tell me?" he leaves his black and red gaming chair to tower me with his height, but I laugh. "I can do it too."

"You're funny," he discredits my words as if I would not be able to play well too, but since I am not here for that, I let a 'tch' out of my mouth and head back towards my bag. "Time for the massage, isn't it?" he does not wait before taking his t-shirt off and throws it on the bed, and he sits down near me. "I swear I'm not gonna do it."

"Yes, you are. You didn't draw it on that paper for nothing," he makes a point, so I do not refuse to accept it but get the stuff out. "I can't wait to see how it looks. Is it gonna stay on my skin even if I take a shower?"

"It should, for a few days," I induce even more joy, and I step in front of him. "I'm wearing sweatpants today, so it'll be easier," he gets up on his feet but walks past me to open a door behind me. "You need a towel, right?"

"Yes," I lay the drawings on the blanket, and Joonha comes back with what I needed. He hangs it on my shoulder and stays next to me, so I take the spray and already start with it.

"This brings back bad memories, uh?" he giggles but types on his screen. "It does. Get your arms away," I wait for him to let me do what I have to, and he slides his phone into a pocket of his dark grey sweatpants, so I spray his skin, wipe it, then get the lotion and do as I did last night but could not finish.

I rub the lotion all over his chest, but he takes his phone in one hand and types again. "Is this spot sensitive?" I push my finger on his nipple, but he twitches and throws my hand away to cover it. "Yes, it is. Don't do that, or I twist yours," he chuckles, seeming flustered. "You don't have the right to do that."

"And why is that? Your boobs or mine deserve the same respect," he does not remove his hand, so I pull it down. "You wanted that massage, didn't you?"

"Yes, but not on my nipples," he requests, so I avoid this area. "Alright, I won't unless you piss me off," I go lower and get hold of the bottle to put some more product on my hand and rub it over his abs. "You asked for me to spread some over your v-line though, isn't it worse?"

"It is, so I'll maybe take care of that area," he grins and takes his blue eyes off of the screen. He gazes down at what I am doing but touches his lip ring, so I ask him to pull down the waistband of his pants, and he does it, revealing way more than I expected him to and using his hand to make sure the fabric does not slip and expose what he must want to keep out of sight when I am here.

Not hearing him tell me to stop, I drift my hand down to his v-line and spread the lotion over it. "A little faster, please," he makes me hurry up, feeling affected by my touch over there for sure. I stop to not see him get hard, and I grab the towel to wipe my hand. "It's done."

"Joonha," his father knocks on the door, avoiding another awkward moment. "Yeah?"

"Can I come in?" he asks, and since I am done rubbing my hand over him, Joonha permits him to enter the room. "Yes."

Mister Jeon opens the door while I am looking at the drawing and checking Joonha's torso. "You didn't tell me what you want for dinner."

"I don't know, cook whatever you want," he gives him the same answer as I did. "Okay," he does not insist, but from what I can hear, he is still here. "Are you getting the drawing on your skin?"

"Yes, so don't look at it. I'll show you once it's done if it worked," he kindly chase him, making Mister Jeon chuckle. "Sure. I'm going to start cooking right now anyway."

"Take Choco with you," he stops him, mentioning the puppy that was lying down on the bed this whole time and not making any noise. "Choco, come here," Mister Jeon calls him, and the puppy runs towards him right away, obeying like a dog that has been well raised. Once he is outside, Mister Jeon closes the door, so I take the bottom part of the tattoo and look up at Joonha. "I'm going to get on my knees to make it easier, alright?"

"Yeah," his dirty mind provokes a chortle, and he runs his fingers through his light brown hair, so I go down on my knees to be more comfortable. I do not want to mess it up, I know and can see how excited he is about seeing it for the first time on his body, so I want to make sure I do it properly.

"You want to end it here, right?" I touch the spot with my finger, and he says yes, so I lift the paper up to his abdomen, position it in a good manner, and I place it against his skin.

I pat it to make sure it sticks to his skin everywhere, hoping for it to not look bad once I take it off. "It should be good like this," I give a few more pats, and I move back up to not remain in this position with him. Now, I get the other part of the tattoo and do the same process so that he has the entirety of it on the left side of his torso.

In a few seconds, this is done and the paper is fully against his skin. "Ten minutes, it says, so let's wait," I check some spots of the drawing, and he does the same. "Do I have to keep my pants like that?"

"Yes, do not touch the paper or you might move it and ruin everything," I advise him to listen to me, and he does not grumble about it, to my greatest pleasure. "Okay, well. Ten minutes like this is pretty annoying, so what about you leave the room, and spend time with my dad so that I can take my pants off? You'll come back in ten minutes to remove it."

"Alright," I agree with this so that he does not have to keep a grip on them, and I tidy up for him, putting my products back in my bag and leaving it on the floor. "I'm gonna set an alarm," I unlock my phone to do it, but Joonha lies down on his back, not letting go of his waistband but using his phone at the same time. "See you in ten minutes," I get out of the room to not bother him anymore and go downstairs.

However, at the sound of Mister Jeon talking to someone, I stop myself in the stairs. Wondering who this is and hoping for this person to not be my stepmother, I wait but only to make sure this is not her.

"He said he wanted to stay here this weekend, but this is not about you, so no need to worry," he reassures someone, probably talking about Joonha. "No, I think it's because he's been hanging out with Harin's daughter lately, and he's going to spend time with her this weekend," I hear about me. From the way he called me, I can tell this is for sure not my stepmother.

I need to stop eavesdropping now, but I do not want to interrupt him either. I make up my mind as quickly as possible before getting caught, and I walk down the last steps to check where he is but head towards the table once I notice that he is in the kitchen. I take my phone out but already see a text from Joonha.

< don't forget to knock on the door ]

[ I know >

< unless you want to see my dick, which I do not doubt, but I don't want you to feel sad about not being my girl ]

[ id never be sad about that. You're a damn pain in the ass >

< a pain in the ass? oh girl, thats not the right thing to say after talking about my dick ]

[ you're so mature:D >

< ikr<3 ]

I leave the chat after an unnecessary small talk but feel something tickle my skin under the table. Expecting it to be Choco but fearing this might be a spider or other bug, I tilt my body to the side to see what it is, but now, the puppy is licking my ankles.

"Hey," I pull my foot away to not feel his tongue scrape my skin, but he persists and does worse than just lapping, he goes on his back paws and uses my calf to hump it, so I hurry to move my chair back to try to stop him and push him away, but this young boy seems a little too excited to care about it.

"Choco!" Mister Jeon shouts his name, making me feel embarrassed. "Stop! You leave her alone," he bends over me to pick him up and get him away from me. "Don't hesitate to push him away. He's being such a little brat lately."

I smile at the sight of him running around the house after being scolded, but Mister Jeon keeps an eye on him as if he knew that he might come back.

Since he does not seem to want to do it, Mister Jeon sits down in front of his laptop, puts his glasses back on, and pulls his hair back. "Was my son annoying you that you came back?" he smiles but types on the keyboard. "No, we just have to wait for the transfer to be done, but since he had to keep his pants in a certain manner, he wanted to take it off."

"Ah, I see then," he shows no astonishment as if this was normal from his son, but his eyes meet mine while I was staring. "Would you like a snack or drink? How long do you have to wait?"

"Around five minutes, so no. I'd rather keep enough room for dinner," I do everything possible to not succumb to my cravings. "And dessert, I cooked something too."

"Really? What is it?" I curiously ask, eager to eat and feed my empty stomach. "For dinner, I cooked a big dish of fried chicken with cheese because this is one of Joonha's favorites, there's some rice with it as well, and for dessert, there will be some Yakgwa, and I made some vanilla ice cream but since I do not know what's your favorite, I cut some bananas, strawberries, blueberries, and mango so that you can pick the fruits you want to eat with it."

"This sounds so delicious, I can't wait to eat all of that," I bite my lips, hearing all the melody he makes in my ear with all the food I love and am hungry for. "Do you want to taste the ice cream and Yukgwa? I've never done any but always bought them at a store, so I'm not sure there isn't too much honey."

"Oh, I can't say no to that," I do not refuse but cause a smile to form on his face. "Alright, come with me," he stands up to leave his work he only started to do, so I follow him to the kitchen but hear my phone warn me that I receive a text, so I make fast to read it.

< WHY DID HE YELL AT MY BABYBOY?! ]

[ are you waking up only now? >

< no I was busy. I wanna know why he yelled at my baby:< ]

[ your baby was humping my leg so he deserved it >

"Here are the Yakgwa," Mister Jeon hands one to me, so I take this honey cookie and bite into it, expecting it to be delicious. His big eyes remaining on me, I chew on the sticky sweet and feel all the honey spread through my mouth. "How is it?" he gazes down at my lips, making me uncontrollably lick them, and I swallow to be able to answer. "This is amazing," I shove the rest of the cookie in my mouth, and he grins, proud of himself for sure. "Great, I'm happy you like it. You can have another one," he gives me a second cookie, but since I am about to finish the one in my mouth, I take it and thank him, but I hold it up to him. "Don't you want to try it too?"

He touches the treat with his warm hand but takes a bite, doing it in a cutely delicate manner. "Hm," he manifests some shock, looking up into my eyes. "I didn't expect it to taste that good."

"You can eat it if you want," I maintain my hand at the same level to let him have it at reach, but he shakes his head. "No, eat the rest," he softly smiles and puts the cookies back where they were, so I check the reply Joonha sent me.

< what a good boy, I'm proud of him:> ]

[ are you serious?! >

< yes that means he's growing up well, and you're on your period, so I'm not surprised ]

[ teach him not to hump people-_- >

< he humps girls and pillows most of the time, he never did it to me or my dad so he's just doing it to dominate you:) ]

[ no wonder you're his master >

< I'm jk! he's only eight months so he's probably just trying to get your attention or playing with you bcs he's excited, it's maybe not sexual ]

[ I hope so >

< when are you coming back? I forgot to check what time it was ]

[ In one minute, so I'm gonna come. Put your pants back on >

< ok ]

I lock my phone and bite into the cookie, but Choco comes back near me, making Mister take him in his arms to go back to the table, so I leave and head upstairs to go back to Joonha.

I knock on the door, not forgetting this important thing to do if I want to avoid stumbling upon his naked body. The sound of his voice passes through the walls, so I open the door and get in. I eat half of the rest of my snack but look down at the man who is lying down on his bed, with one hand on his phone, and the other at his waistband.

"What are you eating?" his focus completely leaves the screen for me, so I sit down next to him to show him, and he comes closer. "Uh. Can I have a bite?"

I let him have one, and he tries it, then I put the rest in my mouth. "It's fucking good," he drops his phone behind me and stands up. "Can I see my tattoo now?"

I nod but lick my fingers, and I get right in front of him to take a look at what this looks like but notice something weird. "What did you do?" I frown at the sight of the veins popping out of his skin on his arms. "Nothing. Why?" he peeks down at it, but I cannot help raising my eyebrows. "You look like you took some drugs while I was away."

He shrugs. "You maybe didn't notice earlier," he acts like I am blind and brushes this off without giving much attention to it, making me glance up at him but see that he does not care, so I focus on the tattoo. "Alright then..." I grab the bottom of the paper that is sticking to his skin but only pull a small part of it up. I check how this looks on this spot, noticing that it left the drawing on his skin with no flaw, so I do it from the top to check if it is the same there. Once I can see that the details are perfectly transferred, I remove the two parts in a delicate and slow manner and finally have the result in front of my eyes.

"Fuck," he bites his lips and stares at his torso. "This looks insane."

"Do you know that some people would make you pay for that?" I throw the useless paper out now that it is useless and that I still have the drawing in my book. "If you want money, ask me but don't try to use a lame excuse to get some, girlie," he does not fall for it but walks away to stand before a mirror against a wall.

"Damn," he checks himself out, loving his reflection with no doubt. I sit down while he is enjoying the sight of his body, but he takes his phone out. "I'm gonna show it to the boys. It looks so damn good."

I am proud of myself for once. I did not expect him to love the design that much, so it makes me happy to see him like this.

I do not keep my eyes on him anymore but use my phone as well, and a text from one of my best friends gladdens me.

Jimin, she has not texted for days.