Rename the White and Black

CHAPTER XI - KISS ME

“I don’t want to sleep here. I want to sleep in your room,” he said repeatedly and he added, “I want to sleep on your bed. I want to be comfortable.” I had nothing to do, I allowed him to enter my room. “It’s aromatic. It smelled like strawberries and vanilla,” he commented while he was smiling. I smiled wryly at him, controlling myself to push him down to the floor.

“Thank you.” I smiled but it disappeared when I remembered my photos on my study table. I picked all of my picture frames and hid it in my drawer.

“I like to sleep here with you,” he said with a sleepy voice that made my nerves felt the tingling sensation of his pitch.

I cleared my throat and I felt nervous. I touched his forehead and I put a thermometer in his armpit. His fever was 38.5 degrees. I panicked as I worried about his temperature to rise. What should I do? I went to the kitchen to make a porridge and I got my medicine kit from my cabinet.

“This is how you look like when you’re sick.” I helped him to sat leaning his back at the headboard. I fed him the porridge and I looked like his mother at this moment. I could not imagine myself like this.

When he was finished eating his porridge, I gave him the medicine. I went to the kitchen again, putting the lukewarm water on a basin and I got the short clean towels from my cabinet. I noticed that he was sweating and I felt relieved as his fever went down.

Every after fifteen minutes, I was changing the short towel on his forehead. I always check his temperature and I was worried as it get higher again. I continued the process of putting a wet towel on his forehead and checking his temperature. After three hours, I noticed his shirt was filled with his sweat. I searched for my baggy shirts that would fit him and I found a pink shirt. I found myself blushing too as I imagined myself putting off his clothes.

Awkward!

“I will just change your shirt, huh?” I said shyly. I helped him to sat, making him rest his back at the headboard. I slowly undressed him. He moved a little on his right side and I saw his six pack abs. I cleared my throat and I just put on my pink shirt to him.

“Are you enjoying the view?” he whispered. Then, he pulled me and I realized that my head was on his chest. I heard the loud resounding beats of our hearts. I did not know why it was good to hear.

“No. It was not a beautiful spot and it was not included in seven wonders.” I frowned and he laughed a little. He kissed my hair. Did he do it intently or was it my imagination?

“Kiss me, please.” His words made my face reddened. I looked at him and our faces were an inch closer again. His face was blushing too, and he repeated, “Kiss me, please.” I pushed him slightly and I distanced a little from him, and to avoid something that might happen. I was about to get up but he moved closer to me, looking at my face.

“I don’t.” I disagreed and he smirked, he brushed my hair to my ear. “What’s happening to you?”

“I’m sick,” he answered while he touched my chin, and he added, “What if I do it again?”

“No way! You’re really bad!” I was totally pissed off and I went away at him.

I went to the kitchen and I realized that I was hungry so I made a fried chicken and a mushroom soup. When my food was prepared, I went to the living room and sat on the couch. I reminisced what happened awhile ago.

May be, he was good when he was sick. He was sweet, kind and gentle. The monster could really changed into a prince but in the state of being sick. What if I grant him a kiss? He would not know when he was asleep.

Erase, erase! I could not do it. I was afraid to be with him. I did not like something would gone far.

I only watched movie marathon and I did not notice to be asleep on the couch. When I woke up, the weather was not still fine and it was raining heavily.

I made him a porridge with chicken paired with sandwich. I switched on the television and the news caster said that the storm was still at our region. How could I deal with this guy? What if this storm would stay for two days or three? I think that this was a nightmare and if I was dreaming, please wake me up. I pinched my nose and this was really true.

I went to my bedroom with a tray of his breakfast. I put a small table in front of him and I put the tray on it. I touched his forehead and his fever went down. “Good. Your fever went down.” I smiled at him, looking at his emotionless look.

“Where did you sleep?” he asked and my brows met and I blinked few times.

“On the couch, why?” I was shocked at his face; making my knees to tremble.

“You did not sleep beside me!” he said with an angry tone if I was not mistaken. Was he really angry?

“Sorry. I did not notice that I fell asleep.” I smirked. He started to taste the porridge I made and the atmosphere became silent. I did not know how to act in front of him while he was eating.

“Have you eaten?” he asked seriously.

“Not yet.”

“You should eat with me. I know that you’re hungry. Stupid.” His face still looked serious.

“It’s okay. I’m not that hungry and of course, I want to take care of you because you’re sick.” My smile disappeared and my eyes widened. Did I say that? My face went red again as his surprised look made me felt uncomfortable. He smiled wryly and pinched my left cheek.

“You’re cute.” I heard him whispering but I ignored him. When he was finished, I watched him laying on the bed with my peripheral vission. I ignored him when he called me because I know that he would make fun of me.

I returned to the bedroom, putting down the tray of my breakfast. I wanted to make sure that I was with him whenever he needed my help. I sat at the study place and I took a sip on my hot chocolate and took a bit of my sandwich.

“I want to take a bath,” he said seriously, making me trembled on what he said. He wanted to take a bath, now, I did not know what clothes I could let him to borrow.

“Wait, I’ll search for your clothes.” I frowned, making myself busy looking for clothes and ignoring his gaze. I found my new pyjamas. I think that it would fit him because of its big size. I gave it to him with a clean pink robe. His face turned red and I wondered why. I remembered that I did not have underwears for boys and I think it was the thing he wanted me to bring him.

“Is that what you need?” I smiled wryly and he nodded. “May be, you can - ?” I quickly felt the hotness of the atmosphere and it was making me sweat. He smirked at me like he was thinking something fun.

“No, I don’t reuse my underwear. May be, you have some stuffs?” He looked at me with his furious eyes. I remembered the room of my big brother, Seravy. May be, he had some boxes of underwear. I hurriedly went to his room and I found a new box of underwear.

“Here.” I was catching my breath when I gave it to him and I think that I blushed. I saw him laughing secretly and his face turned blushing again.

“You already know.” He smirked and I was stunned in my place. What did I know? I felt more hot and I know what he was talking about.

Erase, erase! Stop it!

“I don’t know that it was the same size as yours. May be, you’re the same with the size of my ex boyfriend.” I showed off my ex boyfriend even I was “No Boyfriend Since Birth”. I laughed a little to his reaction. He clenched his jaw and his furious eyes was made me trembled. I made a peace sign and added, “It was my older brother’s thing from his room.”

I felt my back slighlty leaned on the wall while he was putting his hand beside my head. He cornered me at this moment, his nostrils were flaring, he was breathing heavily and he was looking at my eyes fiercely. I tried to get away but he stopped me with his other arm. I smiled at him, making a peace sign again and he was holding my hand. He slowly moved his face closer to me and I tend to close my eyes, waiting him to kiss me.

I was relieved when he did not kiss me. I saw my picture frame on the bed and I remembered that half torn photo. I was wearing my old uniform when I was a six year old kid. I laid on my bed while reminiscing where was the other half of it. I think that he was suspecting me from my photos and I was afraid if he would later know the truth.

After a few minutes, I was comfortably laying on my bed when he called me, “Sae!” I got up quickly and I came near the bathroom.

“Why?” I asked calmy. I think he was done taking his bath.

“Give me the robe. I forgot to bring it here,” he commanded and I gave it to him quickly.

I went to the kitchen to bake some cookies and he was there at a corner drying his hair while he was watching me mixing the ingredients. I laughed a little when I saw him using my pink towel and he blushed.

“So, you’re really good at cooking?” He came near at me and I smiled. I continued what I was doing with the ingredients. He hugged me at my back and kissed my hair. He seemed to be romantic but I should not let him to get a chance to make fun.

“What are you doing?” I blushed while my heart was beating rapidly.

“You’re like my mom,” he commented and I stopped when he touched my arm. Goose bumps. “Teach me how to bake, please,” he requested and I faced him.

“Okay.” I smiled genuinely.

When we were finished putting the tray in the oven, the kitchen was filled with sound of silence. We could only hear the heavy rain drops outside. I noticed him looking at me and I did not expect to meet his eyes. His gaze was enchanting to my eyes.

“Your mansion is silent. What if I’m not here, what will you do?” he started, making my heart moved.

“I would just watch movies, read books and eat everything I like.” I answered as he was still looking at me.

“Good but you’re not getting fat?” he said laughingly and he added, “You’ve been voracious and may be, you have worms inside your stomach.” He really laughed in front of me and it made me pissed. I realized that this was the first time I heard his laugh, his real laugh.

“No. I have my check up regularly. I am healthy and I always have my exercise daily.” I boasted. He was still laughing and he was making fun of me, calling me, thin but not getting fat.