𝐓𝐖𝐓𝐏𝐓𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐁: 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 [Dionxoc]

Chapter |6|

너와의 하루
A day with you

Vermiel's POV:

  |• Groaning, I squinted my eyes from the sunlight, raising my hand and using it as a cover. Grabbing the blanket, I pulled it over my head, closing my eyes to get more sleep...

I feel so tired despite having to sleep for a long time. I crave more sleep than I crave for something to eat...so hungry~

I hear the curtains move again, spreading it wide open, the sunlight only lit the room more. That bloodt bastard—

"Sebastian! Let me get some sleep more!", I snapped. God, that damn butler wont listen to anything I say — I'll confiscate all his hidden cats once I inspect his room—!?

"That's the second time you've mentioned that name...who is that?"

My drowsiness immediately faded away as I shot up from the fluffy pillow. The familiar voice sent shivers down my spine, I feel like I'm forgetting something...

Dion's red eyes bore into me, his face stern with his arms crossed around his chest. The sun was shinning behind him, why do you have to be shirtless?

"Dion...I passed out again — what did you do to me now?", I asked, trying to act calm. Gosh, his eyes only made me shiver more, holding both my arms...The morning cold wasn't helping either.

He walked towards the bed, his shadow looming over me as his tall and built body approached me closer, until he was standing beside me...

I feel like inching away...

"Oh~? You don't remember~?", He leaned down, he held the headboard behind me, while his other hand dropped to my right — trapping me...once again.

"Why don't I — No..."

Huh? "What are you talking about?", I asked. He slowly leaned away, finally giving me space. What's gotten into him? He was more touchy before—

Before?

"Nothing...just be careful on what you're going to do Vermiel...", He simply replied. His face looked conflicted, debating, he looks like he's holding himself back...for what?

Wait...I covered my mouth...

'We didn't do anything did we?!'

I swear if he did something to me I—

"Why are you covering your face? Looking all flustered? Are you remembering~?", Dion chuckled, leaning on his left leg, his hand resting on his hip...

For a psychopath, he's quite attractive. That smug smirk makes want to digg my dagger on his eyes. I want to ripp his head off, and hang it outside his door. I furrowed my eyebrows...

His smirk drops, "I apologize..."

What...?

I looked at him, up and down, checking if this is Dion Agriche we're talking to. I lowered my hand, glaring at him. "What makes you think I'll forgive you? You confirmed yourself that you did something to me"