Part : 35 Surprise

                                    

                                          
Eun-woo barely had time to settle into his chamber when his gaze landed on a figure seated casually by the table. His heart skipped a beat, his breath hitching in surprise. The man sat there with an air of ease, legs crossed, watching Eun-woo with an expression that could only be described as amused. Eun-woo blinked, his mind struggling to catch up to the situation. Who in the world is this?
He had barely managed to shrug off his upper garments, his torso still slightly glistening from the remnants of water and mud from his earlier fall. Standing there in nothing but his mud-stained trousers, Eun-woo's body tensed. The stranger's boldness, sitting there watching him like a spectacle, immediately set him on edge.
Without a second thought, Eun-woo grabbed his sword, which had been resting against the wall, and unsheathed it with a swift motion, leveling it at the man's neck. His eyes narrowed in suspicion as he demanded, "Who the hell are you, and why are you in my room?"
The man, who had been casually observing Eun-woo with a smirk, immediately raised both hands in a gesture of surrender. His smirk faltered for a moment, replaced by a flicker of surprise, but then his cheeks flushed in mild embarrassment. "Whoa, easy there. I'm In-yeop," the man stammered, his tone light but clearly not expecting to be met with such hostility.
Eun-woo's brow furrowed, the name not ringing any immediate bells. His sword remained firm at In-yeop's throat, the blade hovering just above his skin. "In-yeop? Who exactly?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous. He had never been one for strangers, especially ones who thought it was acceptable to sit in his room and gawk while he changed.
In-yeop, clearly unbothered by the sword, leaned back a little, still keeping his hands raised. "I'm Jungkook's younger brother," he explained, his tone as nonchalant as ever, despite the sharp edge of Eun-woo's sword pressing against his throat. "I'm traveling with Brother in law and Jungkook."
Eun-woo's grip on the sword loosened slightly, but his eyes remained cautious. His mind raced, quickly recalling Taehyung's introduction earlier in the day. That's right---Jungkook did have a younger brother. 
Eun-woo stepped back, though his sword didn't lower entirely. "And what are you doing in my room?" he asked, still clearly suspicious.
A sily smile crept In-yeop face as he spoke, "I thougth this room is prepared for me." In-yeop stood there, still with his hands raised, his expression somewhere between awkward and amused as Eun-woo's sword hung in the air between them. The air in the room was thick with tension---until the door suddenly burst open.
"Sorry for not knocking-" Taehyung started, breezing into the room, but his words faltered when his eyes landed on the scene before him. Eun-woo, holding a sword, looked frustrated, still in his drenched trousers and In-yeop stood with his hands in surrender, his face flushed red with what could only be embarrassment. Taehyung's eyes widened as he took it all in.
"What the hell is going on here?" Taehyung exclaimed, his voice ringing through the room, almost overlapping with Jungkook's identical statement.
Eun-woo immediately sheathed his sword, a look of mild exasperation on his face. He shook his head as he glanced between In-yeop and his older brother. "This idiot mistook my room for his," Eun-woo muttered, clearly still annoyed but slowly relaxing.
In-yeop, never one to lose his composure for long, lowered his hands with a grin. "It's true. A total accident," he said with an innocent shrug, though the red hue lingering on his cheeks betrayed his embarrassment. "Though I must say, not the worst mistake I've made."
Taehyung, who had been standing stiff with disbelief, suddenly burst into laughter. It started as a soft chuckle before escalating into full-blown, while Eun-woo sighed, clearly unimpressed by the situation. Even Jungkook shook his head, trying to suppress his own laughter as he looked at In-yeop with a scolding expression.