132. Unlock My Secret

Somin, Junu, Pomchun and Teho

Teho knocked on the door, he was given directions from reception. Junu opened, red as a strawberry and literally hiding in his clothes.

What is up with him?

"Are you alright?" Teho asked the shy boy, raising one brow.

"I..." Junu's beautifully defined irises looked directly at Tehos', confusion tangible in them.

"...don't know," an unexpectedly sincere answer threw Teho off.

"Right," the coal-haired boy said to himself.

This kid seems weirder than usual, something's going on.

Teho went in and looked around the spacious gym-type room, Somin was cuddled in her brother's arms like a little panicked at first.

Then it dawned on him. She said brother, you idiot.

Admittedly her brother was indeed a magnificent man. Stylish, around my age?

"Hi there, friend." Pomchun raised his head, noticing a newcomer, greeting him with interest.

"I'm starving," Somin said from the floor while Pomchun went towards the beautiful photographer.

"Wouldn't you know, why are all the boys here today only Somin's friends? Is she like

...crazy? Will she end up like an old spinster surrounded by cats perhaps?" Pomchun joked, trying to be lighthearted and friendly, taking breakfast from Teho.

"I guess it's her comfort place to friendzone everybody," Teho answered, looking at her lying on the floor covered by a warm blanket while Junu joined her.

Pomchun smiled back at him. "You seem like a smart guy, who'll know how to escape such a thing." He winked knowingly, noticing the spark in Teho's eyes.

"It's way harder than you think," Teho let out and the Pomchun stared back at him, doing the gesture of locking his lip while Teho nodded.

"This Teho boy is deviously gorgeous," Pomchun whispered to Somin's ear as he unpacked the breakfast.

"I have eyes too, you know," she answered.

"Why don't you go and do something about it, then?" He couldn't let it go.

"It's complicated." She looked deeply sad saying it, Pomchun brushed her hair.

"It always is..." the brother concluded.

Junu placed more blankets, Pomchun had given to him, on the cold floor.

"It looks like a picnic gone wrong," Somin said, trying to get her poise back.

"I have more pillows to make the apocalypse comfier." Pomchun pointed at the locker room in the corner. "There are tiny doors, you can't miss them," he said secretively, giving a key to Junu.

More precisely, going closer to the young artist and unbuttoning his floral shirt sensually, exposing a sculpted chest where the small steel key hung on the gold-like string.

Did he stage this just for me?

Junu's blood rushed to his brain, the scene was oddly dramatic and sexy at the same time.

The confused boy walked through the locker room with the benches in the middle. And stopped in front of the doors looking like a cleaner supply room. The magic key fit in the keyhole and the curious boy opened the door. Grabbing a handful of soft pillows, he noticed a mattress, and a wooden chest in the corner, and let's say all and all the room had a suspiciously intimate atmosphere.

Aren't those led lights?

He examined the small dots connected by a black cord.

I thought this was a gym.

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"Make yourselves comfortable," Pomchun said and handed out the meal.

"We often sleep here, training days are getting intensive," he explained when Somin looked at him curiously.

I don't believe they just sleep in there.

The doubting sister eyed the suspicious amount of soft and comfortable bedding.

Junu blushed more, biting his lips and looking in the direction of the hidden doors as he imagined himself laying in there. Pomchun caught the expression before Junu covered it with yet another stoic mask.

You're thinking what I'm thinking?

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