The next morning when you woke up, the stranger from yesterday was no longer there by your bedside. You stumbled out of your bed hurriedly with unknown anxiety and begin to scan your surroundings. Things that happened yesterday were all like a dream and what if he was just a fragment of your imagination? 

The thought of that gave you the shivers and you bolted out of your bedroom immediately, embarking on a search for the stranger. You glided pass the long hallways, checking on each and every room but there wasn’t a single soul in sight. You were losing hope.

As your final bet, you descended down to the basement level to continue your search and spotted an unusual figure in your dad’s laboratory. You felt your heart settle in relief when it turned out to be him and your father engaged in a conversation. You stuck your ears close to the walls, couldn’t help but to eavesdrop...   

“Please keep it a secret from my daughter...”

It appears that they were discussing something and you couldn’t hear them since they were speaking softly.

“I hope you understand why you are created.”

That was the last thing you could hear before you saw him nod in an obeying manner before he headed out. You were curious of their conversation and even more curious of his identity. And finally, what does “created” actually mean...?

In your attempt to flee from the scene, you were tripped by your long night gown and he spotted you. You were sure that you must have looked like a mess sprawling all over the floor with your hair uncombed in contrast to him who looked flawless as he approached you. He greeted you with a sunshine smile and helped you up.

“I was told to do this.” He supplied when he met your uneasy gaze and continues to brush your hair. You didn't mutter a word when he moved on to help you brush your teeth once he was done with your hair as you were seated awkwardly on the side of the bathtub. Even though it was kind of uncomfortable for you, he seems to be enjoying it – treating you like a little girl or some patient, something along that line. He patted your head softly when he finished brushing your teeth and motioned you to stand up as he reaches for the fabric on your body.

“What are you doing?” You grabbed him in astonishment and stopped him before he lifts up your entire night gown.

“I'm going to get you changed.” He answered diffidently, taken aback by your sudden reflex.

“You... Why...” You were lost for words.

“Or would you rather stay in your nightgown?”

“No... I mean, you're a guy. You're not supposed to do this.” You tried to explain while, on the other hand, he seemed to be really clueless of the situation.

“But I already changed for you yesterday night...” He trailed off and stares blankly into space with eyes wide as saucers.

You then recalled about yesterday when you were originally in your casual wear soaking wet, and now you’re in your night gown. At this realization, you blushed uncontrollably.

“Did I do anything wrong?” He asked innocently.

It really seemed like he was genuinely unable to comprehend what went wrong. For that you decided not to hold it against him.

“I'll change myself. Youngmin, you go out.” You ordered and shut the bathroom door with a bang. Then you leaned back against the door speechlessly.

Well, even if he’s my boyfriend according to dad, you thought, this isn’t right.

*chapter updated with corrected grammar mistakes. Special thanks to Rini6189

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