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Chapter 20: Handcuffed.

At the sound of my name being called, I wasted no second and immediately rushed to the unit beside mine. I instinctively tried to turn the knob but noticed that the door wasn’t even closed, how could I not notice that?

Nevertheless, I ignored my lack of perception and went to the source of the voice. Upon opening the bedroom door which, once again, wasn’t locked, my eyes practically bulged out of my sockets as I swallowed hard—really hard. I had to pull in my emergency self-control alarm or else my nose might’ve given me away.

Jaera was wearing yellow track shorts partnered with a white tank top. It wasn’t that cold today so it wouldn’t be a wonder why she was wearing such skimpy clothing. Although I presume that her shirt wasn’t designed to be fitted to her body, unfortunately, it became so. Her shirt was wet, causing for the damp cloth to stick onto her skin like glue, which enabled me to get a glimpse of the black lacy bra she was wearing underneath. That was the one she was hiding from me before. She was so embarrassed with it and now she’s wearing it under that wet white tank top. Remembering her flustered face made me mentally chuckle. Albeit, the lingerie did hug her chest nicely. It was alluring, y, and I would love to stare at it all night long but of course, I can’t.

Was she trying to let me see it on purpose? Was she trying to seduce me? I don’t really know what’s up with her but whatever she was trying to do, it was certainly working. She looked so damn tempting that my self-control was threatening to deplete. If it weren’t only for the fact that she’s only seventeen.

I tried to distract myself but had a hard time upon seeing her wet and messy hair. The water dripped from her head and it also made her neck and bare shoulders glisten.

It was water I know, not sweat, but her wet messy hair made it seem like it was something else. Plus, her clothes which were dishevelled, it’s so hard not to misunderstand the situation. Not to mention, with her wrist being cuffed to one of the headboard’s poles and her pale white legs sprawled on the bed, it clearly isn’t helping me at all.

I’m a grown man. Of course, I’d think of such spoilt things.

I heard her mumble something but I wasn’t able to catch it. I was too drowned in my own thoughts whilst covering my nose which was threatening to secrete some unwanted red liquid. Not now Lu Han, not now.

“I-I could explain but first help me get out of this.”

It took me a couple of seconds to process Jaera’s words in my mind. Lots of nasty things were just floating here and there that I had to take things word per word. As soon as I registered her request, my hand dropped from my face to my side as I walked towards her, silently thanking myself for not getting carried away. “What have you gotten yourself into now? Seriously, you’re so careless.”

I leaned in towards the bed to unchain the cuffs. Jaera was shifting and moving her right hand from her shirt up to her shoulders that it made me unconsciously take a glance towards her. She must’ve noticed how indecent her outfit looks right now as she immediately tried to cover herself with her right hand, though it did no help as I can still see the strap of her black lingerie.

I wanted to tease Jaera. There are so many things that I wanted to be cleared off. Why was she inside the two faggots’ unit? Where the hell did she get the handcuffs? And how in the world did she manage to lock herself in it? I could ask her now but I must get us out of here first. I wouldn’t want someone to misunderstand us again.

I turned back to the handcuffs with a smirk. It was beginning to loosen and no doubt, a few moments later, it came off.  “All done.”

I raised the metal object in front of Jaera as a look of delight suddenly appeared on her face. Her left wrist was still locked though, causing for it to dangle in the air. “Thank you Lu—“

Though for some reason, the handcuffs suddenly fell off from my grasp and the clinking sound was heard once more. My mind suddenly turned blank and all of my indecent thoughts vanished in an instant. Both my and Jaera’s eyes widened in surprise as we turned to look at the handcuffs only to see it attached on my right wrist. After staring at it for a good five seconds, Jaera and I turned to each other with a look of utter disbelief. “No way.”

Strings of laughter suddenly escaped from Jaera’s mouth as I furrowed my eyebrows at her in confusion. Has she gone mad? “What the hell are you laughing at?”

“You’re trying to prank me by acting as if you’re locked in the handcuffs too, right? As if I’d get fooled by that.” Jaera said, chuckling before tugging on the cuffs. “Quit it and let me out.”

I stared at her with the most serious face I could ever pull. “Do I look like I’m up for some silly pranks?”

“No…” Jaera pressed her lips into a thin line as I saw her gulp. “So we’re seriously handcuffed to each other?”

“No, Sherlock.” I hissed, rolling my eyes in the process. “Where’s the key?”

“I don’t know. If I have it in the first place, I wouldn’t have asked for your help.”

“Then call Baekhyun and Chanyeol. This is theirs right?” I said, stating the obvious before giving Jaera a look of suspicion. “Or don’t tell me this metals cuffs are yours—“

“No! Are you crazy?! Why would I own a thing like that?!” Jaera defended rather guiltily, making me inwardly chuckle.

“Then why aren’t you calling the two?”

“As you can see…” Jaera started, giving me a sheepish smile before raising her phone to my face. It’s dead. “No battery.”

“Ugh, you’re seriously hopeless. I didn’t think there’ll be a person as stupid as you are.” I hissed, not trying to hide the annoyance in my face.

I then pulled my phone from my right pocket while Jaera tried her best to avoid touching my trousers. After managing to pull it out, I switched to my left hand and dialled Chanyeol’s number. After a few rings, he finally picked up. “Oh Lu Han-hyung—“

“Where are the damned keys for your handcuffs?” I asked, getting straight to the point.

“What handcuffs?” Chanyeol asked, his voice filled with confusion and uncertainty.

Jaera then tugged on my coat and asked for the phone. I obliged and gave her the phone as she put it on loudspeaker before heaving a heavy sigh. “Oppa, I went to your unit as you’ve said and…”

I remained silent as Jaera narrated what really happened. It seems that the two faggots asked her a favour of unplugging all electric devices in their unit but she when she arrived here, the whole place was a complete mess. Being the nice and kind girl she is, Jaera cleaned up the mess but she just have to get stuck with the stuffs that the two were using.

It was awkward listening to Jaera’s explanation. White and red substances were found in their room and kitchen, along with a rope and the handcuffs. It doesn’t take a genius to know what it actually was or what really happened but I wouldn’t disclose it. I just know that my assumptions are correct about Baekhyun and Chanyeol. They aren’t just any simple gays—they are in that kind of relationship.

Though there’s nothing really funny in the story and as I’ve said, it was awkward, I kept hearing hysterical laughter from the call. It even caused for Jaera to pause for a couple of seconds before continuing. They think this is funny? I should try putting cuffs on their necks to see if it’s really funny.

“Just tell us where’s the key, damn it,” I hissed, snatching my phone back from Jaera as she looked at me, also in a distressed state. “And stop laughing!”

“Okay, okay. Chill hyung!” Chanyeol said in between his faint laughter but I can still hear Baekhyun’s annoying voice in the background. “We have the key but we won’t be back until Sunday morning.”

“Aren’t there any other ways?!”

“Well no, so just bear with it for now.” Chanyeol replied, not the least bit disturbed. The line then went silent for awhile before the two faggots’ voices appeared again. “Got to go! Bye!”

“Hey! Wait—“ Before I can even finish my words, the line quickly ended. I wanted to yell at the two faggots but it was no use. We still wouldn’t be freed from the metal cuffs.

I heaved a heavy sigh as my hands dropped to the side. I was about to speak when I heard a low grumble coming from the bed. I turned to look at Jaera as she stared back at me with a flushed face. “I haven’t eaten dinner yet.”

“I could see that.” I replied, staring at her dejected posture with her left wrist still dangling in the air beside my right wrist. I then dialled another number from my phone and waited until the other line answered. “Kyungsoo?”

“Oh Lu Han-hyung, going to order ramyeon again?” Kyungsoo asked from the other line as Jaera watched my every move.

Every time I’m too lazy to go down, I always just order ramyeon from the convenience store near the lobby. Since I’ve been doing it for who knows how long already, the workers there became my friends, especially Kyungsoo. With just one call, he already knows what to do.

“Yeah,” I said hesitantly upon hearing few voices in the background. “But are you free? Isn’t it crowded there?”

“It really is, so I’m afraid I can’t deliver it up to your floor, but you could always order from other noodle houses you know.”

“But it’s already 10, almost every noodle houses and even fast food chains are closed now.” I sighed as I heard Kyungsoo chuckle.

“Then just go here.” Kyungsoo said as I heard him thank another customer before going back to me. “Besides, you could always do some small exercise.”

“Fine. I’ll be there.” I said, ending the call. I then looked over to Jaera as she eyed me in confusion. “Let’s just eat ramyeon downstairs.”

Upon hearing my suggestion, Jaera bit her lower lip as she scratched her left arm with he