Jaehyun's POV
'Motherfucker pick up your phone'
A message from Taeho comes in two hours after ignoring his calls and I glare at the phone screen until the device goes off.
In less than two seconds, another call comes in. My lips lift in a humorless smile as I watch the phone, I can imagine Taeho's frustrated groans as he paces the big house angrily.
I can imagine the way he is already cussing me out under his breath with his phone pressed to his ear and his veins bulging in his neck and forehead.
I look to my wall clock and calculate that I have one more hour before he would come looking for me like a rebellious child.
I should have gotten Yujun out of my apartment before then. Another Taeho and Yujun clash might be entertaining to watch but I am not in the mood.
Not when Sehwa's name is hanging over me like a dark stormcloud of doom and trouble.
