Chapter 139

Jin's hands carried the phone anxiously between his hands. His fingers clutched tightly around the heavy object, convincing himself that it would not fall or slip from his grip. Now, thinking about it, are phones usually this heavy?

He never owned an IOS before.

Not only is it heavy, but immensely big.

Well, his hands seem to be struggling, unfortunately.

He dawdled to tell his mom about wanting to own one before, but now he is reconsidering. He might need to stick to his old phone, which is as light as a feather.

His eyes blink and scan the clear image on Hiro's phone screen. Oh, it is beautiful. His heart skipped a beat after staring at the minor details of the column and ceiling that he failed to see earlier due to his limit of moving his head.

"How tall are they, Hiro?"

They are simply breathtaking. However, they must have cost a fortune to build and sculpt.

He paused for a minute when he felt they were descending. Taken aback, he moved to tilt his head down a bit and glanced at Hiro's lengthy legs marching against. . .stairs?

A six-stepped stairs.

There was no need to look up for confirmation because he could see from the distance that the crystal ceiling progressed farther from its previous distance.

A few meters away from them was an indoor pool as huge as the pink room assigned for him to stay, facing nothing but a glass wall on the right side of the room and the beautiful scenery of the green island glazed through the transparent material.

The sun was rising.

Words fail him.

"How tall, you say? Hmm," replied Hiro, recalling the information his beloved needed.

Jin turned off Hiro's phone in his hand and hugged it close to his chest. After looking at how far he is carried from the floor, he is more worried about the damage if he drops this phone from here. His eyes search Hiro's, "Do you not remember?"

For a moment, this man's height slipped from his head.

A small smile stretches across Jin's lips, finding Hiro's red nose, cheeks, and lips flushed more than usual from his relentless weeping earlier adorable.

Hiro ran his tongue over his upper teeth before his gleaming eyes met Jin's, the scenery of the sunrise reflecting in his glowing dark globes crystal clear, "Twenty feet."

Jin's jaw dropped, and seeing his pinkish tongue somewhat sticking out his plump lower lip made Hiro's eyes squint in unstoppable laughter.

Jin's head seems to have misheard it. "Are you sure?" Excuse me, but twenty. . .Twenty feet?!

Hiro lifts the young fellow and his IV pole to level their heads and stares at his parted mouth in clearer sight. He would never risk losing his beloved's trust over a lie.

Jin swung his legs midair, he was overwhelmed with emotions. Hiro has an increasing six-meter ceiling height. "Dear, that alone could fit a two-story house." He was trying to catch his breath.

This place is enormous!

What wealth has his mother married to?

"Darling," Hiro leaned, "I know."

Jin gapes at him. The man is wearing a smug smile on his lips. Oh, to be rich and laugh at that statement as if it meant nothing.

"Are these colors your f-favorite? Green, black, or gold?"

"I have never considered it so," shrugs Hiro, secretly lowering his gaze from Jin's tongue to the hollow space of his beloved's hospital gown.

"Lately, I have been fond of pink." Very.

Too distracted to ponder how such a monumental space can be called a room, Jin surveyed his eyes around. How did his mother get over such an overwhelming feeling of change? "Is that so?" Well, pink is a nice color. That, he could agree.

"This room is connected to the room I'm staying in?"

Hiro ceased to take another step after it seemed to take them forever, and he was disheartened to have imagined if he had walked on foot with his little legs compared to the man's. It would have taken him forever to arrive wherever part of the room this is now.

"Your room. Yes."

"So you were serious back then? That room is actually mine?"

Hiro's brows furrow in worry, "Do you not like it, love?" His jaw clenched, "Perhaps I should give the designer a call."

"No." Jin pressed his lips together and moved the phone away when Hiro made an attempt to take it.

"It looks already lovely, Hiro. Thank you, but why is it connected to your room?"

With a glass door, at that, which is the most concerning issue there is.

His privacy. . .it is now questionable.

H-How would he be able to change in peace? He is used to changing in front of his bed. But clearly, the view of his room from Hiro's bed is rather debatable now that he has seen it himself.

He looks back at the path that they came from. All he could see was the glinting indoor pool, the elevated floor with only a few columns now seen. The bed was nowhere his sight could reach.

"Because it is possible."

"What do you mean possible? Hiro, where am I supposed to change clothes?"

Hiro looks around. "You are right, love. We should move your bed here."

Jin reaches to squeeze and pull Hiro's left ear, "You are mental."

Hiro tilted his head towards the direction of Jin's fingers, "Why not?"

"What would our parents think? Our love is supposed to be kept within these rooms, Hiro. It is rather sad, but the world is cruel, my love." Jin freed Hiro's ear and went to caress his cheek.

The world will live to hate them. He can endure all the hate there is for their sinful love, but Hiro does not deserve such hostility after only wanting to be loved and cared for. 

He can never let them hurt his Hiro.

"More than reasons why we must stay in one room to keep all this love contained, no?" Hiro cheerfully spun Jin around and the creatures lurking in the shadows of the furniture trembled at such a warm, but distressing emotion filling the air.

"No, dear. Still, we cannot do that."

Moving his bed here is too obvious than Hiro's brazen favor towards him. He doubts this man could ever utter a lie to someone if they ask about it.

"Let us keep everything in place." With the embarrassing glass door, moving from one place to another would not be a hassle. "I-I can always stay in your room, and just go back when someone comes to find me."

"Brilliant." Hiro grins.

Jin can't help but sigh. "I suppose it would not hurt with me being here. It is huge, after all."

Hiro hums to his ear and his sensuous tone left a chill on Jin's back.

"I know what else is."

He felt the dressing of his shorts getting pulled down.

"But I cannot guarantee it won't hurt, love."