It was almost midnight and Kamou was going through her social media feed. A couple of minutes back she just saw the video of Juho's new song. He was looking flawless, his voice as usual sweeter than honey. She had already watched the video multiple times.
'Is he seriously the man I am dating?' she questioned.
Kamou went on social media to check the response Juho's new album was getting. People were fangirling over her boyfriend online. She saw a post where a small clip of Juho's video was posted, a couple of his shirt buttons were open giving everyone a view of his toned chest. Kamou's unholy brain got drifted to the video, she looked at it attentively, observing his body.
'His body looks much hotter in reality.' she thought remembering that night.
Kamou opened the comment section to find women thirsting over her man. She read almost all of the comments. A strange feeling of jealously crept over her heart, 'He is desired by so many other women, what if he finds someone else. He knows he could get any woman he wants, maybe that's why he isn't talking to me. What if there is someone else?'
Kamou was sulking on her couch when the doorbell rang. She looked at the clock, it was two in the night. A little alert she walked to her door and opened it. The man almost fell onto her, keeping his head on the crook of her neck and wrapping his arms around her. She could tell he was too exhausted to stand, the smell of alcohol lingering around him.
"I missed you." He whispered in her ears.
"I missed you too. Come love, let's go in." Kamou said breaking the hug.
Juho slowly made his way to the couch while Kamou got him some water to drink. His eyes not leaving her. It's been a couple of days since he had last seen her.
"Why didn't you go back home? You are so wasted." Kamou said giving the glass of water to him.
"I am home already." Juho pulled her to his lap. "My home is where you are, my every piece belongs where you are."
Kamou smiled a little hearing his words, he sure was good with his words. Juho kept her in his arms, holding her close for some time before finally letting her go.
"Are you hungry? Should I make something for you?" Kamou asked getting up.
Juho didn't need to say anything, she knew he was hungry. He was busy all day, he hadn't eaten properly. Juho looked up at her with affection, she stood there smiling back at him.
"Sit here, I'll get you food." Kamou quickly went into the kitchen.
Juho sat there waiting for his food to come. He saw Kamou's phone that was on the coffee table light up. He didn't want to invade her privacy but he wondered who would text her at this time. He looked at the notification, it was from an unknown sender.
'You were supposed to meet me, do you want me to find my way to you.' The text read.
Juho furrowed his eyebrows, Kamou had a private number. Who could be texting her like this. The text seemed a little threatening. Seeing Kamou coming he quickly kept her phone aside.
She came back to the living room with food. Juho was checking his social media, seeing him the thought of his fangirls drooling over him crossed her mind. She kept the food on the table, making some noise.
"Is something wrong?" Juho asked looking up at her fuming.
"Nothing." she said avoiding eye contact.
Not aware of things going in her mind, Juho started eating his food.
Kamou was still fuming. "Why do you have to be so popular?"
Juho lifted his eyes brows at her trying to think where this was coming from.
"Why do you have to be so popular and hot? Girls are having unholy thoughts over your exposed chest online." she finally explained a little.
Juho laughed a little listening to her words. 'I get it now, she is jealous.'
"I don't care about those girls. Were you drooling over me?" Juho asked looking intensely at her. His stare ran chill down Kamou's body.
"I guess I forgot to turn off the stove. I'll be back." Kamou ran into the kitchen awkwardly.
In the kitchen, Kamou grabbed some water to calm down her restless heart. 'What was that? Why did you run here like that. Get it together, get it together.'
Calming down herself a bit she turned around to head towards the living room. As she turned around, she was Juho standing right there staring at her. He had a weird smirk on his face, he slowly moved towards her. Unknowingly Kamou gulped and looked down at her feet trying to avoid eye contact.
Juho walked close to her, there was barely any space left between the two. Kamou was looking down, praying for a chance to run away. Juho grabbed her chin gently, lifting her face to meet his eyes.
"You didn't answer me yet Kamou. Weren't you drooling over your boyfriend's body?"
He had that devilish smirk on his face, yet his actions were gentle. Kamou knew Juho would never hurt her. She looked in his eyes and nodded her head a little.
"I need you to say it love." he said gently caressing her chin.
"Yes, I was." she said closing her eyes.
Juho moved in, Kamou sensed his movement. She closed her eyes tighter thinking a kiss could come anytime soon. Juho nudged her nose with his nose lightly and walked away. Kamou opened her eyes, she stood there like a hot mess trying to understand what just happened. Juho was playing hard to get.
Kamou went into the bedroom after Juho. She was frustrated and ready to fight but as soon as she reached the bedroom Juho was already asleep. He lied there dead as a log, unaware of what was coming his way the next morning.
'Park Juho, you are dead.' Kamou huffed and got into the bed.