Do Chi's POV
Just as I'm pouring milk into my bowl of cereal, Jasmin walks into the kitchen.
"Good morning, Do." I don't say anything back to her.
She already saw me this morning anyway. Should've said it then, if anything.
"So you're giving me the silent treatment? Do, please talk to me."
I just can't help but be mad at her. What else am I supposed to feel when the woman I have feelings for goes home with someone and comes home the next morning?
Look, I know it's probably pretty stupid, but......I want to be the only one she fucks. The thought of her ever fucking someone else would rip my heart to shreds and kill me. And the fact that that could always be a possibility makes it even worse.
I begin to walk away, leaving the cereal behind. Before I can get too far, she pulls me back and entraps my body with hers against the wall, her hands cupping my face and getting into my hair.
"Do, please tell me what's wrong." Her voice is desperate, her eyes searching mine.
Strangely enough, I'm low key getting turned on by this moment.
"Jasmin-" "Tell me, please. Please, Do." I squirm out of her grasp and go to my room, closing the door behind me.