Another chappie. Actually, I feel like I'm writing for myself, but that's okay. For a long time, I've been wanting to do this so once I'm done with this, it would be lifted off my shoulders. Enjoy ~
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Rai's POV
I felt guilty for her ankle so I've decided to carry her back to our, ahem, her apartment. She must have known there was no other way to get to her apartment, because she didn't protest when I picked her up bridal style. The whole time, I didn't look at her, neither did she.
But my mind was still reeling on that kiss back there. At first, I was hesitating because I'm not sure if she felt the same. At the same time, I wanted to test myself whether I was really interested in her.
The feeling of her body pressed up to mine, two times in a day was just too much. Though they were those kind I could never forget and would make me come back asking for more.
When I hesitated, I expected her to push me away, but I wanted her to prove me wrong. Both happened but the latter came first. When she tilted her face so that we could kiss, I couldn't think. There was a spark that was ignited when our lips touched. Hers was so soft, like a feather. But I was confused, a mixture of feelings tangled up.
I was half elated, half angry. Elated because I now knew she wanted this. Angry because some part of me didn't want this.
But when I looked back into her face, her eyes were closed, her cheeks blushing a little, her lips silently asking for more, her heart pounding fast and hard, I decided maybe it was time to move on.
I wanted to give her a test so I parted my lips a little, eager to see what she'd do. She didn't deepen the kiss, which I admit I was a little disappointed, but she did nibble on my lower lip, which instantly turned my fire on. I was ready to do more when she suddenly pushed me off her.
And now, I'm carrying her home. I looked straight ahead because I was afraid to see rejection reflected in her eyes. So I mainly concentrated on briskwalking and trying not to hurt her ankle more.
When we reached the back of Fairy Hills, I gently placed her on the ground, to which she responded in pain, I went to recce the circumference of the building. Satisfied that no one was in sight, I quickly picked her up again and entered the building.
The lobby girl raised an eyebrow at our situation, but I gave her a look that probably said, Talk of this to anyone and you will find yourself begging to die. Okay, well maybe not to that extent but still, it must have freaked her out because she suddenly decided to attack her documents.
Taking the staircase three or four steps at a time, we were up on the third floor in no time. I didn't know which door was the 'main door' so I was forced to look upon her face.
She must have known it was coming, because she pointed to the door nearest to my right. Surprised to find the door unlocked, I opened it to reveal Erza Scarlet's room.
Everything was neat. Very very neat. There was a bookcase in the corner, a few simple lamps, a queen plus sized bed (its bigger than queen but smaller than king) and a big chest in the darkest corner.
I gently placed her on the bed, and ran to my room to get the first aid kit I kept for emergencies, and ran back to find her still on the bed, laid down, looking up at the ceiling, probably thinking about something.
When she noticed me, she averted her eyes and sat up to adjusf herself so that her injured ankle were slightly dangling over the edge.
Shit, it got worse. Her ankle was swollen, red all over. The swell covered almost the entire part of her foot.
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