Kyungsoo felt really embarrassed about the kiss. Why did he do that? He keeps asking himself. He can’t even look at Jongin while they are eating breakfast. He feels like he invaded his mate’s personal space, like he went out of the line. He braved himself to look at Jongin in front of him and what he saw broke his heart. Jongin look pissed of something. Maybe it’s him? He can already feel it. He felt like crying. He’s always causing trouble. He suppressed his sob and continued eating breakfast. He won’t cry in front of his him. Jongin probably had enough of his tears. He’ll just face the consequences of his actions. He forgot his place as a submissive and he should be punished… right? He’s been through this before, surely he can go through this again. Meanwhile, Jongin had been thinking really hard since Kyungsoo kissed him that morning. Does it mean Kyungsoo felt something for him also? Does he love him now? He frowned. If he does why can’t he feel it through their bond? Why is Kyungsoo’s tattoo not responding? Is he doing something wrong? He looked at Kyungsoo’s face and saw his saddened face. Why is he sad? Is he that embarrassed about the kiss? Did he regret it? He frowned harder. Then Jongin decided that maybe it’s better if he give his little submissive space. Maybe he is still pressured. He should understand right? He is the dominant one, so he should. The sound of chair screeching and Jongin suddenly standing up startled Kyungsoo so much that he dropped the glass of water he was holding making it fall and break into pieces to the floor. Kyungsoo looked at the broken glass and paled. First he kissed Jongin and now he broke an expensive glassware. God! Kyungsoo don’t you know how to do something right? Jongin saw his mate grow paler – if that was even possible – when he broke the glass. Kyungsoo immediately kneeled to the floor and picked up the pieces of broken glass using his hand not really caring that it cuts his soft hands, making it bleed. Kyungsoo looked up to Jongin and looks like he wanted to say sorry. He got up and get his board and marker and quickly wrote something. *I’m sorry, I will clean this immediately. I’m really sorry.* then proceeded in picking up the pieces, some of the pieces are already covered in blood. Kyungsoo’s blood. Jongin’s eyes narrowed and then he snapped. “Kyungsoo!” Jongin shouted as he slams the table with his hands. He is so frustrated at his mate. Not because he doesn’t love him yet, but because of the fact that he is always apologizing like everything is his fault. He hates the fact that his mate is always ready to be punished. Like it had been like that all his life. Kyungsoo jumped at the shout and looked at Jongin who looks so angry. He felt a surge of dominance overpowering his being making him feel weak, dizzy, hazy and so much submissive. He never felt like this around Jongin before. He always felt safe, comforted and happy with Jongin but never SCARED. He can’t even move a muscle. His bleeding hands are still bleeding and he then realized that it hurts. His vision now focused only to his mate. Everything else seemed to fade in the background. Jongin slowly walk from his spot to stand in front of his mate. He is just so frustrated. He doesn’t know why but he felt like he needed to dominate his mate and make him understand. “Stand up, Kyungsoo.” And with blank eyes and shaking body, Kyungsoo did. Jongin looked at him straight in the eyes with a glare. He has the look of a real Dominant. Fierce and strict. Jongin pulled Kyungsoo’s hand and checked his hands. His anger go up another shot when he saw that some of the broken pieces are already embedded on his mate’s skin. He tightened his hold and Kyungsoo whimpered in pain. “Wendy.” Jongin hollered. With just a second Kyungsoo’s personal maid where inside the dining room. Wendy gasped when he saw His Grace’s hands. “Call our private nurse and tell her to assist Kyungsoo. He’ll be waiting in our room.” Jongin commanded firmly. Wendy nodded and run off immediately. Jongin dragged Kyungsoo in fast pace towards their room and almost threw Kyungsoo to bed. His eyes shifting from gold to red, his tattoo burned at the back of his palm. Kyungsoo felt so overwhelmed. His mate’s dominating aura is blocking his senses. For the first time since he had been on Jongin’s care he felt something burning at the back of his left hand’s palm and saw a tattoo similar to Jongin’s and his eyed widened. Jongin just looked at him. “Kyungsoo, you will not go out of this room until I come home. We will talk later. If you need something just tell Wendy and she’ll do it for you. Behave and let the nurse treat you.” Kyungsoo nodded his head helplessly and clasped his bleeding hands together to stop them from shaking. Jongin narrowed his eyes again. “Look at me when I’m talking to you Kyungsoo.” Kyungsoo was shocked. Jongin was never this strict before. He looked at Jongin slowly and held his breath. He clasped his hands harder from fear. His chest constricting like something heavy was put unto his heart. The door opened and revealed a pretty nurse. “Good morning young master.” She bowed. “Treat him well.” Was all Jongin said and left. “Good morning your Grace.” Bowed the nurse but Kyungsoo didn’t budge from his place from the bed or even acknowledge the nurse’s presence. He just stayed rooted there and stared at the floor. “Uhm… I will be the one to treat your wounds, your grace, May I?” She stepped closer to Kyungsoo and k