U.R.A.Q.T [WooHo]

Chapter 17

Jinho was alone now, silently washing the dishes. He and Wooseok ate instant spicy ramen for dinner, which he was the one who cooked. It was a pretty fulfilling meal to say the least, and getting to experience some type of cooking made him a bit proud of himself, he smiled in wonder of the thought.

Getting Wooseok to get out of his house was a pretty hefty task, because the taller didn't want to leave him alone. It was sweet really, him pouting and trying to steal kisses from the older, but he really needed to go home. So he ended up walking him out to the gate.

The waiting was awkward, Wooseok looking back at him as he takes slow steps away from the building, looking at him as if trying to make the smaller feel guilty. But those puppy eyes has zero effect on him, he isn't called Dr. Frost by Hui for nothing. But he isn't that heartless and blew a kiss at Wooseok before he was gone.

The bubbles subsides as the utensils are hit with the running water, Jinho never knew doing house chores could be so relaxing. He should really asks his maids to leave him some work that he could do whenever he gets back from the office.

The sound of the splashing of liquid brought peace to his ears, he was all alone in his thoughts.

Or so he thought.

"It seems you have finally settled with someone." The head housekeeper said, leaning her shoulder on the doorway to the kitchen. The elderly smiled at him when he opened his eyes by hearing her voice. Jinho blushed, he guessed it would be obvious.

He let out a soft breathy laugh, a faint blush creeping throughout his cheeks. His fingers glazed lightly around the surface of the soaped bowl, from time to time emitting a somewhat squeaky sound. He licked his lips for it began to get a little dry. Was he nervous?

"Dear, don't be afraid to 'spill the tea' with me! I would absolutely don't mind hearing about my darling's love life." Jinho chocked on his own spit. First of all, who thought her how to talk like that? Second, he doesn't feel nervous now because of that, thanks a lot.

"Thank you, auntie." Silence hung in the air while Jinho was thinking of what to say, drying the last bowl, finally done washing. The older started humming a song, making her way to a chair, sitting comfortably. "Come Jinho, sit with me and we shall chat."

Drying his hands, he followed and sat at the opposite end of the woman. He stretched his hand across the table to reach for the fragile hand of his caretaker since birth, someone that he loves more than his own mother. His mum wasn't there when he needed him the most, even his dad.

He only really had his caretaker who he can look up to as his only true mother figure. Don't get him wrong, he loves his mom. That is- when he started to see her less growing up. His dad was there but didn't really mind him that much. As long as Jinho was alive and breathing, they have nothing to worry about.

But the kind old lady with the gentlest smile was different, she actually cared. But now, she isn't the only person that Jinho trusts anymore. He has Wooseok and, he finally sees a path that he wants to take.

"Auntie, I really love him. He makes me happy." Her smile grew wider, wrinkles getting deeper and more scattered on her face, it only made her more prettier. "I can tell, he is the first man you invited over during the day and not during the rise of the moon to do the magic under the covers-"

"Auntie no-"

"I'm joking dear~" She laughed full-heartedly, Jinho giving out a chuckle as well. But soon enough, she cleared her throat and looked at Jinho with serious eyes. Her free hand placed itself at the top of Jinho's hand. "But in a very serious note, that tall lad of yours truly does make you feel different than the others you were once with. I can see that it's more on love than lust. And that sure does says something."