if you ask me
@trinxkik
Lisa greeted his absence by the mark of dawn, as he asked that night. In fact, she has done it every night for the passed few weeks or so. Time has seemed to blur for her, but as far as she has known, she has been safe, and it mattered not that it had to be under Kikwang’s roof. Lisa’s wounds had healed completely from the time she had shamelessly wandered into Kikwang’s home to the present. She was back to her relatively beautiful self, with smooth skin, and doa eyes. She found it much easier to face Kikwang with a better appearance than with an altered one, and for a long time she didn’t understand why looking good in his presence meant anything to her. Their situation was seriously strange. She was coming to his home nearly every night to dodge Haejoon, or she was thinking about the domineering man when she didn’t.
She figured if he wanted her dead, he would have done it long ago, and not kept her alive and well, and surely not aiding her in her hiding, not providing a safe house for a fugitive if he minded her existence as well. Lisa thought that had to count for something. What could he possibly want to keep her around for? She wondered, but it was impossible to get inside of Kikwang’s head, so she stopped trying to an extent, and simply made his house an alternative home. And naturally, as she did that, she became comfortable.
Another thing that was happening that was quite strange was the constant change on who “watched” her. At first, it was men that she had never heard Kikwang call the names of, men who seemed inexperienced and disposable (at least compared to Namjoon). They watched her, but not as closely as she expected Kikwang to have wanted them to, and sometimes it was annoying but she had gotten to know them better, befriended them so that the already present awkwardness of staying in Kikwang’s home like a runaway prisoner would be a little more bearable. But things continued to change. That’s when she met Hyuna. A girl who made question humanity, and women’s credibility. She was as dumb as a box of doorknobs, and infuriating but Lisa figured she couldn’t say much about someone else’s education level considering she hasn’t stepped in a school in thirteen years, however, she knows she’s a lot smarter than Hyuna.
The thing the woman says most of the time simply doesn’t make sense, and even has Lisa scratching her head. For a minute, she thought Hyuna was a joke sent by Kikwang. But the thought was expelled remembering Kikwang probably doesn’t have a joking bone in his body, so instead, she perhaps thought that he didn’t care about her life anymore and sent her someone dumb and whimsical out of pure lack of responsibility, but as always, Kikwang surprises her constantly. For instance, most recently, she had done what she always does. Lay in the couch with little else to do as she had left her phone laying neatly on her bed at the brothel so they wouldn’t be able to locate her all that easily, but the consequence to that was boredom. She couldn’t do much else but sleep, but sometimes it was hard to do so.
Her mind kept her awake most nights with so many thoughts. Most about Haejoon and if he will be waiting at her door the day she decides to stop coming to Kikwang’s and instead stay at the brothel. Would he kill her slowly, or fast? Agonizingly, or something quick and to the point? Knowing Haejoon, it would be anything but merciful. She also lay awake to thoughts of her family. She always thought about them. What they were doing, how they were still coping with her disappearance, if they assumed she was dead, if they had any hope of ever finding her again. She wondered briefly what her father would say about how much she’s grown. She wondered how her little brother looks now. He was probably handsome. Thoughts also floated to Kikwang, but throughout time she had become a little fond of the man.
She appreciated his kindness that he graciously extended to her. He could have kicked her out onto the street, to hell with her life, but he didn’t. He showed mercy and understanding toward her and allowed her to stay in his home even with a mad man looking for her. He kept guards on alert at all time to assure her safety, not to mention he had a body that could make grown women cry and the face of a greek god. Kikwang was a hell of a lot to think about. As all these things raced through her head, she heard footsteps approach, and immediately assumed it was Hyuna. She groaned, “Hyuna I don’ feel like dealin’ with you tonight. All the dumb shit you say really gives me a headache -- kindly exit or I’ll--” Lisa was cut short when she knew damn well those thick fingers that her eyes had instantly laid upon when she peaked didn’t belong to Hyuna. She opened her eyes completely, and then sat up to see the man clearer, looking over to the clock and realizing it was a bit late for Kikwang to be up, and she hasn’t seen him in this setting in a while, he had made it clear that the rest of their interactions were to be initiated by her, and not the other way around. She rose an eyebrow.
“Well, you not Hyuna,” she vocalized, “got bored and came to play monopoly, or something? I know this ya’ house and everything, but uh -- why are you here?”