Webtoon

7

Atlantis's POV

Soft giggles escaped my lips as I put the final touches on the current episode I was working on for my Webtoon.

I can't help but giggle because I find the episode so cute. D, the main character on the story, is planning some romantic date for his girlfriend Lantis and being honest, my cheeks blushed so hard when I was making it. Just the thought of Devon bringing me to someplace where we can freely watch the stars made my heart flutter.

If this weren't just my imagination, I would have fainted.

Satisfied with how it turned out, I saved the file so I can start updating the manhwa later on while I reward myself with a cold shower.

With a huge smile on my face, I turned to my monitor, an exact representation of Devon's beautiful face appearing before me.

"D, you're only Lantis's," I giddily mumbled to myself, remembering the exact line Lantis had used on D.

Initially, I had planned to use Devon's name on the Webtoon, but I changed my mind and settled with D instead. It was quite catchy to me. Plus, I draw the exact exterior of his house the way I see it from my window; I at least let go of that fact.

Besides, I made this Webtoon to cater my wildest dreams, or should I say fantasies. I made this with the thought of how someone like me would end up in a relationship with a perfect and alluring man like him.

To be honest, the fact that I was able to talk to him these past few days made it harder for me to sleep at night. I feel like my webtoon is suddenly coming into reality.

But that's too far-fetched. I mean, he wouldn't like me, right? That's impossible. A lot of girls had been flocking their way in front of him, and with just a snap of his finger, he can have not only one but more wrapped around his arms.

With that in mind, my inside felt heavy.

"But I haven't seen him with a girl before..." I whispered to myself in an attempt to make myself feel better.

That's partly true, though. I don't know if it's because I don't have ways of hearing gossips since I am not very friendly myself but technically speaking, I haven't seen him hanging out with a girl though. I saw him once rejecting a girl confessing to him in the hallway, but I fled too fast when he accidentally locked eyes with mine. That's when I was still in my first year; I'm not even sure if I saw it correctly. Maybe he was looking at someone besides me. And I doubt he even knew we had an encounter like that.

"Right, he's tall, strong-built and his face is the closest anybody can compare to perfection. Who even am I to be associated with him?" I mumbled, my spirits dropping flat on the ground or under if that can even happen.

It's almost eight in the evening, and I still have no plans of going down to eat. I'm not even sure if my brother was at the house. Lately, he'd been acting very weird. Ever since I found out what he's been doing behind my back, protecting me and all, he was trying to avoid me and never lets me stay in the same space with him.

Last time, he was eating, and the moment I went to the kitchen to grab something to eat, he'd stand up and rush outside like a maniac, leaving his food behind. What's even funny was, Jack was there the entire time and was laughing his a*s off about the whole situation.

What Jack had said that time I asked him about it caught me off-guard. He said that my brother felt apologetic for the years that he had annoyed me. He told me that Josh once told things about me when he was drunk, stating that he was blaming himself for why I turned into the asocial person that I am today. He said to Jack that he thinks he played a significant role in why I had been having a hard time mingling with people and that guys are disrespecting me like that without him knowing.

That's how I found out that Josh had started protecting me behind my back,

So in short, he realized that he had been an evil brother.

To say that I was surprised and taken aback was an understatement. But I wouldn't say that I wasn't touched. He is still my brother, after all. However, if he ever wants me to meet new people, that wouldn't be possible if people were scared to even talk to me.

After that incident with Lisa and Dan, that's when I realized that everyone in the university knew except for me.

Should I cook for him from now on?

I knew my brother had been eating takeout every time our parents aren't around. And since we weren't really in good terms before, I never bothered including him a share of the food I prepare.

"I'll ask him about it tomorrow then," I mumbled to myself. After a while, I grab my towel, got a pair of shorts and some undies, a huge black shirt that I saw on the laundry one time. It was probably my brother's, but since he never really asked about it, I decided to wear it often since it's comfy.

Before going out of my room, I decided to throw my b*a on my bed. My brother was always outside with his friends anyway, and my room is on the second floor while he was downstairs. I have sole access to the bathroom on this floor.

With utmost confidence, I headed straight to the bathroom, and in no time, I was sure my voice was booming across the hall as I loudly belted out Gdragon's "Without You," even doing the rap parts.

It was probably thirty minutes after that I decided it's enough. After wearing my clothes, I carefully went out of the bathroom, still drying my hair while singing the girl's part on Without you,"

I was humming, even waving my hips along with the rhythm, my hands dring my hair with a towel. However, the moment I turned my back from the bathroom door, I almost got the shocker of my life when a silhouette suddenly appeared in front of me.

"Aisssst!"

"Oh my God!"

We both screamed in shock as our body almost collided with each other, his eyes widened, and my mouth hanging wide open. My heart hammering inside my chest, shocked at what just happened, the towel on my hand landing straight on the floor.

"Yah!" I can't help but scowl. Devon was standing in front of me, his hands on his chest as he tries to calm down himself. "Are you going to kill me?" I asked him and him releasing a long sigh.

He looked so f*****g adorable looking like that, but I was scared out of my wits I wasn't even able to focus.

"I was about to go to the restroom. Jack was using the one downstairs," he explained, and my heartbeat calmed down a little.

"Ohh," I mumbled to myself, fixing the messy hair covering my face.

Once I lifted my gaze, my eyes locked into his and my cheeks blushed in an instant after realizing what I just did.

I just f*****g scowled at Devon.

My Devon.

Oh Gosh, what did I just do?

I groan internally.

"I-ahm, " My voice stuttered, words seemed not to come out of my lips.

I turned to him and saw him scratching the back of his neck. However, I saw how his eyes widened the moment his eyes landed right beneath my face, particularly my chest, my eyes caught the slow movement of his Adam's apple.

"What?" I asked confused, and I saw him getting frantic about my reaction, so I looked down.

I gasped the moment I realized that I wasn't wearing any b*a. Yes, I was wearing a black shirt but him being close like this made me almost n***d in front of his eyes.

I just showered, but I felt my cheeks burning hot, my cheeks probably turning even redder than it has. My body stood frozen, and my mind seemed to have frozen for a moment.

Before I can even cover my body, we heard the sound of footsteps coming, and Alex voice was heard next.

"Devon are you do-," Just right before he turned towards the corner where both of us were standing, Devon grabbed my waist, his other hand behind my back as he pulled my body closed to his. My heart stopped beating for a moment; my mind is a blur as I can no longer comprehend what's happening. All I know is how his hand felt so right in my body, the heat coming from the both of us makes me feel like grabbing him and pulling him on a cold shower. That's how hot my body feels at the moment.

As I lift my glance, my eyes locked into his and I saw how his eyes landed on my lips.

Does he feel like kissing me?

Our eyes locked, and it's s if everything started moving slowly, like some stupid fairy tale I used to believe in.

Devon, the person I had been admiring for the last two years, is right here in front of me, arms snaked around my body, and if decided to move closer, our lips will eventually meet.

His hooded eyes make me start breathing irregularly, and if we didn't hear the sound of someone clearing his throat, I'm not sure how this situation will turn into.

"Devon..." I whispered.

"Atlantis..."

"Alex..." Our face snapped towards his direction as we saw him gagging before us.

My cheeks blushed and before I knew it, I buried my face on Devon's chest, unable to handle the cheeky grin on Alex's face.

"Carry on, continue eye-f*****g each other and let me just use the restroom first, okay," he beamed before walking past us and entering inside the bathroom.

Soon enough, we were left alone, and anyone who sees us will think that we were just hugging each other in the hallway.

I gulped.

Being up close to him like this makes me lose the remaining sanity I have in me. I coughed the moment I remember how my face is buried on his muscular chest.

If it were my decision, I wouldn't move an inch and let his addicting smell do its job of making me go crazy.

Control yourself Atlantis.

So I pulled away, before biting my lower lip.

"Sorry, I-" he blushed, and I did the same. "He might see you, and you know..." he whispered, and I understood.

I was about to speak once again when the bathroom door burst open, and Alex came out. His right eyebrow raised the moment his eyes landed back to us.

"I see you two had already escalated into hugging. Does Josh know you two are already dating?" He asked, and Devon spun our body, his other arm still wrapped around me until he was able to pull Alex by his free hand.

"Go away and don't even say a word. It's not what you think, okay. We're not dating." he mumbled, and I felt my heart drop in an instant.

We're not dating.

One moment, I was on cloud nine and the next minute, it all came crashing down before me.

Of course, we aren't. Just because he pulled me closed to him, our body colliding doesn't mean he likes me.

Wake up Lantis!

My eyes landed on Alex, who was looking at us scrutinizingly.

"Yes ahm, Devon just- ahmm, well, he just helped me because I slipped earlier," I whispered, my glance avoiding theirs.

Slowly, I pushed Devon's hands away before bowing down to get the towel I dropped earlier covering my front immediately.

"Sorry but I need to go back on my room," I told them after bowing before I swiftly walked towards my room.

"Atlantis..." I heard Devon calling my name, but I did not look back and pretended that I didn't hear.

After closing my bedroom door, my back rested on it, my eyes focusing on my bedroom's ceiling.

"Stupid Atlantis. Know your place and stop daydreaming about him liking you. This is the 21st century. Not all fairytales happen in reality," I whispered to myself.

Yes Atlantis, he's Devon, not D. He isn't yours.

I was about to move towards my bed when a realization hit me.

Fuck, I just hugged Devon.

Without my b*a.

Fuck.