His Secret Princess {MONSTA X's Wonho}

Chapter 13

Stones

YeonA's POV

Wonho and I walk on the other side of the portraits, totally forgetting that Shownu had called to us earlier.

There we see rubies, emeralds, ambers, diamonds, and so many more inside glass like cages. "So you even collect stones?"

The way I said it makes his laughter bounce off the glass windows, giving me a sensation of euphoria cursing through my body.

"You're making it seem like they're just rocks in the public's eyes," he says, his voice ever so smooth.

"Well isn't that what they actually are? Rocks and stones that have different colors, hence their names?"

"Not necessarily," he says, walking over to an Emerald Stone the size of a ping pong ball. "They are very rare stones that are worth way more than the Blue House."

(A/N: In Korea, "Blue House" is what they call the "White House" here in America; all the government officials including the president and president's family are located in the "Blue House")

"Why do people make a big deal out of small rocks?" I run my hand against the cold glass surface that's hiding the small emerald stone.

"They're substance have incredible sources-" I look at him as if not knowing a thing he's about to say. "Nevermind." He sighs and continues walking.

"So if you had a girlfriend, would you be CLICHÉ like every other man and give a rare stone to her?"

He stops and turns around. "No, I wouldn't." I bob my head sideways, raising my eyebrows at him. "These rocks are like any other rocks. And a person isn't."

"You can just pick out a random stone, fix it to make it look like a rubby or an amber and treasure it for eternity, but you can't pick out a random person and treasure them forever."

"A boy will be cliché and give their girlfriend a stone and say, "you are as rare as this rock, and for that I will treasure you because no body can compare to you." But a real man will give his girlfriend, actually scratch that, his lover something worth way more."

"Like what? A castle?" His eyes light up in astonishment. "That's actually not a bad idea," I roll my eyes and laugh at his words. "A castle is worth more than all these stones combined."

"And that's what you'll give to your lover?" He shrugs his shoulders innocently. "Why not? I'll just say, "this castle was made for this very moment, my love." He says the last two words in English.

"Wow! So you're fluent in English? Nice~ what other language do you know?" He puts up his fingers. "Korean," brings down his thumb, "Japanese," brings down his index, "Chinese and English," the only one left is his pinky.

"Four languages, not bad." He crosses his arms over his chest after placing his empty glass on the glass box. "Then how many languages do you know?"

"Korean, Japanese, Chinese, English, Spanish, French, Italian, Rome, Brazilian, Greek, Turkish, Thai, Taiwanese, and sarcasm."

He bursts out laughing at the last word some people consider a language. "You were just naming languages weren't you?"

"Okay I only know four: Korean, English, Spanish, and French. Fluent on all four." I went from thirteen languages to four, how ironic.

We both laugh and he shakes his head. He was about to say something but my eyes caught something behind two sliding glass doors.

"You even have a swimming pool?!" I walk over to it, sliding the doors open. I see the perfect reflection of a full moon as it glistens in the calm waters of the pools.

"I've always wanted to live in a house that has its own pool," I slowly and cautiously sit down on the cood cement. I take off my heels and place them behind me.

I dip my feet in slowly, shivering as the cold water comes in contact with my expose skin. I see Wonho in the corner of my eye rolling up the ends of his trousers, removing his shoes and socks.

He sits on my left and dips his feet in. He doesn't shiver as the water touches his skin. "You're not cold?" He shakes his head.

I almost widen my eyes at him. "How is this not cold to you?" He shrugs his shoulders. "I've been living in cold temperatures all my life and I guess I've gotten used to it." His eyes gloom.

There's nore to the story isn't there? I don't linger on this topic so instead I did what any other teenager would do. I shiver more as my hand reaches down into the water, and I splash it on him.

"YeonA!" He wipes the water from his face. In the process, I can't help it but admire his features a lot closer. With the light from the moon, I can see his milky white skin glowing.

His eyes appear to be shinning. His jaw appears more defined. And his lips appear more and more kissable. I can just imagine what those lips can touch, what those lips can feel, what those lips can make me feel.

I mentally shake my head and turn to the front. "What the f**k was I thinking?" I mouth to myself.

"You know what a man sometimes most desires?" I look at him, waiting for his own response. "Revenge."

And boom! I am being thrown inside the water. There's so many things wrong with this: 1. The water is f*****g cold!!! 2. I am wearing a dress!!!! 3. I can't f*****g swim!!!!!

I can feel my lungs filling up with water as I try and try to stay on the surface. "Help-" I gurgle, knowing that my hands are the only thing trying to keep me up.

"Yeon-!" I then feel waves crashing on me, wanting to push me down. Then I feel a pair of strong and muscular arms pulling me up. Unconsciously I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry, I didn't know- I really am sorry. I didn't mean to-" one of his hands starts rubbing my drenching hair and the other is on my lower back, keeping me from slipping.

"I truly am sorry YeonA," I can feel his neck on the side of my shoulder, hugging me tightly. I wrap my arms tighter, as if afraid I was gonna slip and drown.

That's when reality hits us. We slowly separate, but not enough where skin isn't touching. While both my arms and feet are around his body, his hands are around my back and waist.

We stay there, floating on the surface while looking at each other's eyes. He slowly leans in. I can see the pupils in his eyes starting to grow big and his lips are bevoming more and more closer to mine.

His hand travels up my arm in a very slow and sensual way, wrapping his fingers around my neck and his thumb is on my cheek. He twists his head to the side, ready to kiss me as his lips start to part in a very sensual and sexy way.

If it wasn't for heavy footsteps coming our way, our lips would've connected.

"Wonho?! YeonA?!" Our eyes widen, and just as I was about to push him away, he spins us and pushes me to the edge of the pool.

I howl myself up and begin to pretend to have a coughing fit, follow by Wonho as he too did the same thing.

"Oh my god! Are you guys okay?" Lucy and JuNe both come our way. Lucy holds me up, grabs the nearest towel, and wraps it around my shoulder.

"What happened to you two?" Even though Wonho and JuNe were on the other side of the pool, I can still hear their voices perfectly.

"We accidently slipped," he answers for the both of us. We secretly make eye contact as we both knew that was far from the answer.

"Well let's get you both cleaned up," JuNe and Lucy both take us inside the hotel, around the places we've been through, passing the main lobby, and heading over to the elevators.

"You can use the thirteenth floor, the top one is Shownu's and the fourteenth one is for all of us males. The only one available is on the thirteenth floor," informs Wonho from the side.

So Lucy clicks on the number thirteen. I never mentioned this to anyone, but I AM AFRAID OF ELEVATORS.

"I feel like I'm gonna be sick-" I make a gagging sound. I can taste my puks in my own mouth. "s**t I totally forgot you're afraid of elevators-"

She touches my forehead. "YeonA, you're burning up," I can feel my body starting to weaken. My eyesight is getting blurry the more I keep them open.

"Let me see," Wonho steps in front of me and places his palm on my forehead. "s**t I think she's having a fever-" my feet have mostly drained its energy that I was about to fall but both Lucy and Wonho caught me.

"Can you carry her?" Wonho walks to my side and lifts me up bridal style. The last thing I see is his beautiful sculptured jawline.

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Narrator's POV

"She's had a dark history with swimming pools and elevators," Lucy tells both men after Wonho had placed YeonA on the bed.

They're currently sitting at a small living room of a hotel room. They bought a couple of snacks and drinks five minutes ago.

"She was raised with a foster family. Everyone adored her but the father. He despised her so much that he tried drowning her in a swimming pool. After that, she tried and tried to learn to swim, but she just couldn't."

"She sometimes completely forgets about it that she wishes to have a swimming pool. But if she swims in it, or any body of water, all her memories come back."

"And the elevator?"

"They were both caused by the same man. The foster family was a family of six people. Since YeonA was the youngest, she always stayed behind everyone. On the first day she ever tried an elevator was the day she decided she never wanted to see another one."

"While everyone left, YeonA was about to leave but the man threw her back in and closed the door. He then purposely broke the elevator by breaking and ripping the wires. I don't know how she felt because till this day she hasn't told me."

"So now she has a phobia of elevators."

"Damn it, this is all my fault," JuNe and Lucy both turn to Wonho who was looking at the female sleeping peacefully on the bed.

"How-" Wonho shakes his head. "Don't worry about it." He answers their questioning thoughts.

Lucy suddenly gets a phone call. She answers it and immediately removes it from her ear. "Lucy! Where you at?" It was Minji.

"She's drunk isn't she?" JuNe questions her, shaking his head. "I knew the boys should've been watching them." Lucy rolls her eyes.

"Lucy! Are you with JuNeeeeeeee! Are you f*****g him?!" All their eyes widen. "Yah! Minji!"

"Didn't you say that you wanted to f**k him with your love? Or was it YeonA to Wonho?"

Their eyes and mouths widen all, including Lucy's. "Minji, I'm hanging up." Before Minji can reveal fake rumors, Lucy hangs up.

She gets up and starts to pace around the small room. "She never- I never- s**t- I'm going to murder her!" Lucy leaves the two shocking men.

They both stare at each other before swallowing an imaginated lump in their throat. "We should um go eat," JuNe suggests and stands up, leaving first.

Wonho stands up and was about to leave when he turns to look at YeonA. The image of her face up close is still perfectly drilled inside his head. "I'm soon going to give you a castle."

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Down thirteen floors and a basement is a chaotic mess. "What the f**k is going on?" Wonho cusses as he sees what huge mess the basement is at.

Trash covers part of the floor along with feathers, peices of fabrics, pillows, cans of beer, coke, food, plates, bottles, and so much more.

On the bar, Hye-Jin has a man in between her feet, who's the host of the party: Shownu. They were both comepletely devouring each other's faces.

On the couch was Jung-Min and Changkyun, happily flirting with each other. Minji and Lucy were fighting over a can of beer; Lucy wanting to take it away while Minji keeps on reaching for it.

Some of the males were dity dancing around three poles. One was completely knocked out on the table.

Overall it was a mess. "This is going to be a long night."

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Lucy struggles to insert the keys. Instead of unlocking it herself, the door flies open through the inside to reveal a very pissed off giant.

"Why the f**k are you arriving at three in the f*****g morning?" Mingyu looks from Minji to Lucy. He picks up Minji without any struggle and tosses her over his shoulder. He gets in, follow by Lucy.

He takes her into her bedroom and drops her on the bed. And lifts up one side of her blanket and doesn't even attempt to cover her body just her face.

"I will be back later-"

"Now where the f**k are you going- where the f**k is YeonA? Why the f**k is she not- why-"

"Dude! Calm the f**k down! We just loss track of time. She's in the car-" the door opens again, this time to reveal Wonho carrying YeonA bridal style.

He enters the dorm and isn't surprise to see Mingyu staring at him. "Over here," Lucy gestures for Wonho to follow her. He did and walks into YeonA's bedroom.

He removes the blanket and slowly places YeonA on the bed. He removes the towel from her hair, placing it in the chair besides her bed, and covers her body completely with her blanket.

All three leave her room and make their way to the front. "Thank you, again," Lucy tells him, showing him a small but genuine smile.

"Any time. And remember, if anything happens just call me and I'll come right away to help okay?" Lucy nods her head and closes the door as Wonho leaves.

"She's small but she has a big ass brain. That f*****g Minji- I'm so going to kill her," she doesn't realise she said it out loud till she looks up at Mingyu - who has his arms crossed over his chest.

"Just be happy you weren't there to witness the f*****g embarrassment." She shakes her head and enters her room, leaving Mingyu to look at all three rooms with a huge disappointment.

"Females. I live with females."

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It's been more than a month since I last updated.

P.S: Please stay safe! Don't let the Coronavirus get you before Wonho's and YeonA's relationship get you first.

~ Queen Alyeon