Hyemi’s POV

“Which room do I stay in?” I asked momentarily.

I was tired. He was tired. I don’t think I can go through another four-hour ride back to Seoul. I looked at the maid and back to Sehun as I waited for a response.

“The guest rooms are being renovated currently… there are no extra rooms available at the moment…” the maid answered.

“Then where exactly do I stay?” I asked clearly annoyed now.

“You can stay in my room” Sehun answered as he walked upstairs leaving me behind.

Following Sehun, I wandered into a large black and blue room. It was wide spaced and the large balcony oversaw the entire Seoul city from afar. There were pictures of music geniuses such as Beethoven and Michael Jackson on the walls. I roamed around and noticed that the books on the shelf were all self- study books on conducting music. Leaning on the glass table was a guitar and then I spotted a large window. Curious, I leaned onto the glass and realized that it was a studio. There were computers, microphones and sound proof padding on the wall. Amazed, I stared at the room with awe.

“Before I was a trainee, I would record and make music in there” I heard someone whisper behind me.

I turned around and was met with Sehun’s chest. My eyes widened at the close proximity between us. I looked up and met his gaze.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked him breaking the silence.

“Thank you” he whispered.

I looked at him confusedly. My heart began to race incredibly fast. What was this? I looked away finally as I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks.

“Can I change out of this dress now?” I randomly asked.

I could hear him softly chuckle under his breath as he went to his closet. I watched as he fumbled with the clothes in his hands. He tossed me a Rugby T-shirt. I looked at it momentarily.

“That’s all I have at the moment. I sent your clothes to be dry- cleaned,” he stated.

“Who gave you permission to do that?” I asked with irritation clearly evident in my voice.

Sehun’s POV

“The maids didn’t know what to do with your clothes. I just told them to dry clean it” I sighed as I could feel an argument arising.

Hyemi stared at the shirt once more before she went into the bathroom. As she was in the bathroom, I wandered into the hall and tried to find some extra blankets and pillows. I didn’t know where the maids put them and it was already late. The maids were already asleep. After twenty minutes, I gave up on the search and returned t