The gun's mercy

Chapter 16: Hearing from you again

            I felt some warm rays of afternoon light touch my numb skin. I was debating between waking up or not.

            Some few birds could have been heard from outside but besides that it was silence. A little cold breeze made it's appearance, as it was also entering the room through one of the big circular windows from my room. Wait... I don't remember opening the window last night-

            I woke up, instinctively grabbing my pistol from under my pillow and pointing it around the room to anyone who could have came during the night. I sighed in relief as I saw no one around the room. I slowly put my gun down, still having my guard up. I calmed down myself then decided to still stay in the bed.

            I started moving in the giant bed, having my eyes shut. I moved to the other side of the bed, cuddling my blanket, to feel something. Or more like someone. I opened my eyes almost immediately just to see Omi-Omi sleeping in my bed, shirtless. I would have screamed if I didn't put my hand at my mouth. What the hell was he doing here?! His mask and gloves were also gone.

            I looked at him, strating to calm myself down. He then mumbled something, his eyes slowly opening. He looked at me and said in a deep, sleepy voice:

   - "Ugh Miya..." He then yawned, closing his eyes again. "Don't worry.. Nothing happened while you were asleep."

   - "W-what are you doing in my bed?... Shirtless being?..."

            I wanted to ignore the feeling of my heating cheeks, but couldn't. He looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, it made my heart melt. No no no no no no, what am I thinking, he's the biggest jerk I've ever met.

   - "To answer your first question, you wanted me to sleep with you and said that if I won't, you wouldn't wash your hands for the next week. And to answer your second question, it was really hot last night, and you didn't let me get my pyjamas, so I slept like this."

   ~FLASHBACK MEANWHILE THE PARTY:~

   - "Oh come on Omi-Omi~ let's sleep together tonight~" I whined while holding his hand.

   - "Why would I want to do that?" He said, looking at me disgusted.

   - "Because you wouldn't want to make your partner feel sad?~~" I was patting his shoulders while he rapidly slapped my hands away.

   - "I'm not gonna sleep with you Miya. Go to bed already, it's 6 in the morning and you clearly need rest."

   - "If you're not gonna sleep with me, then I won't wash my hands for the next week."

   - "Ugh, how come you are so smart when you're drunk?.." he said as he looked at me. Irritation was written all over his face.

   - "So is that an yes??" I made my puppy eyes at him, having both my hands in front of me, pleading. "Pretty please??"

- "Tch.. Fine. But don't you fucking dare to touch me, or other wise I'm gonna kill you on the spot with my bare hands.

   ~THE END OF THE FLASHBACK~

   - "O-oh, I'm sorry about that..." I laughed awkwardly. Even though I can't seem to remember a thing, I was actually sorry for dragging him to sleep with me. Was I really that drunk?

   - "You drank out of your mind, Miya. You have had a high alcohol tolerance before getting drunk though. It took you around 3 shots, 2 cocktails, and a few glasses of liquor to get drunk." He said as if he learned all those numbers and actually remembered them.