Sung-kyung clutched her hands conscious that Jongin still watched her. Was it rude if she started to unpack? Not sure what to do, she crossed to the couch where her bag rested and carried it into Jongin’s closet. “Wow,” she breathed.

“Sure make yourself at home.” Kai followed her with his own bag and they unpacked in silence. Sung-kyung noticed that he lifted two suit carriers out of the bag and hung them up. Next, he pulled out at least four pairs of shoes, then shirts and some casual wear. “I’m done,” she whispered as she sank to the plush carpet and set her sneakers in the shoe rack.

Kai saw her bent head and sighed, this girl knew how to pull on his heartstrings without even trying. “One day you’ll have more if that’s what you wish.” He said.

“It’s not that…I have never had a lot and I am fine with that or I was…” she shrugged. How could she explain that she wanted more now so she could at least be worthy of him?

“I am sorry about your sister. I didn’t know.” Kai tried to apologise, it seemed all he was doing these days was apologising. “I tend to judge people harshly. I need to work on that.”

Sung-kyung felt tears form in her eyes and she shakily stood, “Can I use the bathroom?”

“Of course.” Kai stood and watched as she hurried to the bathroom and closed the door. He heard the lock turn and cursed. “Well done you fool.”

When Sung-kyung came back into the room she felt better. She had cried and washed her face and composed herself again.

Kai was on the bed watching TV. He looked about ready to doze off. Sung-kyung looked around the room. There was nothing for her to do. Sehun had taken her phone and there were no books in here to read.

“Eriwa.” Jongin interrupted her thoughts in a husky voice. She spun round to face him, her face red and wild thoughts racing through her mind. “Come here Lee Sung-kyung. You must be tired and there’s only one bed.”

“Aren’t you supposed to offer to sleep on the floor or something?” he laughed, “Or the couch.”

“Have you seen how tall I am?” he chided and patted the spot beside him. “The doors locked. No one will know.”

“How is that supposed to make me feel better?” this whole setup was insane. “Can’t I share with Arran or Minah ssi?”

“Didn’t you hear my mother? We can’t risk anyone else knowing you’re here.”

Sung-kyung bit her lip; she was really tired and worried about Emi. “It’s a big bed.” Slowly she approached and hurried round to the other side. Before she got on she made a divide with the scatter cushions and then gingerly sat on the e