JUST THAT BREAK

HENRY

The sound of her cloth tearing was loud. I shook my head from where I was sitting. I was feeling embarrassed for her already.

I was about leaving, but she just had to embarrass herself again. Two thoughts came through my mind, should I help her? Like some hero in a book, or I should just walk away? To make myself even cooler.

She was still standing and she was definitely still in shock. I could here some people laughing and it didn't seem like anyone had the intention of helping her.

She sat on her chair quietly and she used the table cover to cover her legs.

I was not even wearing a suit or a jacket. I was just wearing a black hoodie and a black trouser. I stood from my seat, walked outside without looking at her.

I looked around me and there was no staff around. I sighed and I picked my phone from my pocket. I went to my contacts. I was wondering if I had the host number because I had saved it a long time ago.

I saw Monica number and dialed it. It rang for a while before she picked it.

"Sorry to bother you this late," I exhaled deeply, "could you please bring a long blanket at denoe hall corridor?"

"Is there any problem?" She asked.

"No I just need it." I answered.

"Okay I am coming sir." She hanged the phone.

After few minutes, she came, holding the black blanket at her left hand. She held in such an orderly way and she walked towards me majestically.

"Here sir." Her voice sounded deep as usual and she stretched it to me.

I smiled a little and I collected it. "Thanks."

She bowed her head and she turned and walked away.

I was already cringy at myself. It just felt so weird but my conscience wasn't going to allow me to leave her. I just wondered why not even a single person helped her. Everyone were literally smiling with her earlier.

I held the blanket in my hands and I was heading back. I opened the huge door and it made a funny noise.

Everyone stared at me with a confused face. She also looked at me and she was covered with three blankets. 

My eyes went to the left and I saw there were plenty blankets there. Someone might have helped her. What the fuck was a blanket doing here? Why the fuck did I not even see it.

I was the one that got embarrassed instead. I just turned around and I just walked out quietly.

"What the heck was I doing?" I shook my head and I continued walking.

EMINENT 

I saw Justin entering the elevator. I ran towards him and entered before it closed. I had been following him for a while. It was so tiring for me, it follows the saying, 'love isn't easy.

I exhaled deeply and I was staying at his right side. My heart was beating fast but  tried my best to hide it.

"Why have you been following me?" His deep cold voice echoed and it felt like hammer hit my heart.

"W-what do you mean?" I stammered and my heart was beating faster.

He turned his head towards me. I turned mine to the left and we faced opposite each other. He gave me a cold look and I became more nervous.

"At the night when we have dinner at Silverton, open your heart to me." I managed to speak and I sounded very serious.

He walked closer to me and we were only few inches apart.

"Open my heart?" His brows met each other and he also sounded serious.

"Y-yes." I gulped and I looked more serious. "I am tired of us going in circles."

"Circles?" His express was still the same, "I am really sorry but I am way too older than you. You are nothing related to my spec."

We looked at each other seriously. My heart felt hurt and I just wanted to walk out. I continued staring at him with bitterness.

The elevator door opened, moving my gaze from his. "Good night." I said calmly and I walked out.

SUSAN

I came out of the shower wearing my black night cloth. I picked the air dryer at the mirror stand. I stood and I was drying my hair.

My thoughts immediately went to Henry. I sighed deeply and I continued drying my hair, looking at myself in the mirror.

I sighed again and I just couldn't forget those caring eyes, when he entered the door. He must have been so embarrassed. My conscience didn't just allow me to forget that.

What was he thinking? He had stayed here for a year now, how could he not know there were plenty blankets?

I widened my eyes. I completely forgot about my own embarrassment. How could my cloth cut like that? It wasn't fake, it was very expensive and made from good fabrics.

I dropped the dryer and went to my wardrobe. I opened it and picked the cloth.

I searched the cloth to check the brand. I saw a label and it was Pradda brand, from UK. I frowned and I was definitely going to report this. I threw the cloth back into the wardrobe and closed it.

I sighed deeply and I fell on my bed, with my butt choking out. My face was on the bed but I turned it to the left, so I could breathe.

I was actually less worried about me, I only thought about him. His eyes was the most sexy part of him. His great physique and muscular body. 

The fact that he actually thought about me, made my heart flutter. I wondered what was going through his mind. The smile on my face grew wider and I covered my face to the bed. I dangled my legs in the air while making funny noises.

I stopped and I just started imagining him grabbing my waist, slowly and romantically kissing my lips like the way it happens in kdrama.

I turned and my face was looking at ceiling. I might regret thinking this but he was the only one that flowed through my mind. Who knows what life was installed for me and him.