○ bedrooms seven & eight

@[w] im jinah "You sure you're not one?" He asked, his eyebrow rose while he shook his head, he could still feel the damp towel on his head from when he was drying his hair. Removing it, as he put it aside, going to one of the drawers as he pulled out his boxers. Not bothered by her presence or that he was a gentleman, on accounting on the way he acts. So as he continued speaking he slipped off the last remaining towel he had.

"Its common sense, I mean you can be lacking it, a lot of humans do." He shrugged, as he turned to her when he spoke before slipping on his boxers as if he was just putting on a watch.

Not bothered or embarrassed at all.

"So the files was what all you had to bring me, so explain why you snooped around, hm? Not even I go that low." He clucked his tongue in disapproval on her, as he walked towards her while he crossed his arms over his chest. "Look if you need money, just ask. No need to go swiping it from people like a thief." Kris worded as he went to a drawer and opened it, showing that mainly that drawer was under lock and key. Said something he was hiding.

@[w] im jinah His eyes shifted to the files that laid on the side of his bed, as he ignored everything else she spoke of before he made his way to the files. Lifting them up as he skimmed through some of the information inside, "Alright then." He voiced as he put them in a drawer beside his bed before turning to give her his attention now. He rose an eyebrow, recalling her recent sentence, "And why should I put on a shirt?" He asked, almost scoffing.

It was true, why did he.

Not like he was trying to impress her, Pssht.

"It is my room, and if I leave it unlocked its none of your business, child." He rolled his eyes, slightly annoyed as she seemed to be so persistent on him putting a shirt on as he rose his eyebrow. "I was showering, besides its more humane to just slip the files under the door if no one answered instead of barging inside." He accused once more as he rounded around the bed and lifted an eyebrow.

"Besides stop being a child, you can face me; just pretend I have a shirt on anyways. Unless I am , I do have to change so I might as well get ."

@[w] im jinah Rubbing the back of his nape as he had rotated his neck slightly to ease the slight knots he had there from the previous sessions with his patients a few hours ago. He decided on a hot shower, knowing the heat would relax him to the fullest, so as he pulled over the Hanes black cotton shirt over his head, laying it on the wooden chair at the small desk where he had his laptop at. Kris stepped in the bathroom, starting the water and soon adjusting it to his liking while he soon stripped himself in the four walls of the bathroom.

The relaxing feels of the warm beads of water hammering down softly on his skin, it was like heaven was literally raining down on him and he let out a groan in satisfactory at such the feeling. Kris closed his eyes, as he showered for a good ten minutes, and once he finished; grabbing the navy blue towel as he wrapped it loosely around his hips. His nicely well built, tall frame exposed half way from the towel as the ware beads gently rolled down his soft skin. He had grabbed another smaller towel and put it over his head as he began drying out his hair as he walked to exit out the bathroom, and as he did he heard a small noise of shuffling.

Hold up.

Looking up from where he stood at the bathroom door as he felt his face purse up in a sour attitude - great whatever relaxation the shower gave him disappeared right then and there. Seeing the same female from last time, and more seeing her rummaging through his items with practically annoyed him to hell and back.

Kris disliked others in his room, more ruining his organization and simmering into his own life.

"You really have no life, do you?" He snapped, as he made his way to where she was at, shoving her back from the notepads he had his notes on every patient written. "The ing nerve of you, snooping in my , damn are you some ing stalker." He hissed as anger showed vividly on his face as he had forgotten he was half before her.

Like he even cared.

"What the hell are you doing in my room, huh? You better have a good reason for looking around and being in here." He growled, impatience, annoyance and anger all written on his handsome features.