Chapter 119: Simple Things, Dandelion

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"I finished g-getting the room r-ready only a f-few m-minutes ago, and I... I haven't g-got any more s-strength to c-clean another r-room r-right now." I let out a hysterical chuckle while nervously moving my hands while speaking as if I had no control over them. "It's just... There are no more c-clean b-bedsheets left anyway. I t-took t-the last ones from Old Sue's w-wardrobe."

My stammering and my awkward hand movements in front of Sigi were obvious signs of how uneasy I felt.

"I wouldn't ask for a different room, Daphne. After what's happened tonight, I couldn't..." he said with determination. "I couldn't bear to spend one more second away from you."

How come he could say such nice things when all I could do was panic, blush, and stammer?!

"Show me your room," he said softly, "if you wish me to stay. I could go to the library downstairs and sleep on one of those old sofas instead." His offer was so gentle and thoughtful that it made me blush even harder.

"No!" I was biting my lower lip. "It's... okay. We can..."

"What?" he asked with half a smile when it was obvious I couldn't come up with the rest of the sentence.

"It's... too cruel," I managed to say. "You. Sleeping. In that old library. D-didn't you notice the huge amount of t-tiny h-holes in the wood? There must be t-termites. No, you're not sleeping with termites!" I was speaking way too fast.

He noticed I was nervous, and smiled at me with mild mischief.

"Oh, so I'm sleeping with you instead?" he asked, leaning his face on mine a bit.

"And Finn."

"Who's Finn?" he asked with a frown.

"My pet dodo," I gently said while trying to convince myself I could assess my feelings and take some action without being so clumsy in front of the guy I loved.

"Oh, yes, the dodo. I remember."

To be honest, what could go wrong? Why were my cheeks on fire? Why was my heart racing to the point I felt dizzy? Why was I feeling so much embarrassment and doubts?

Sigi was the perfect gentleman, and he loved me, and I loved him back, and we'd kissed, and we'd hugged, and he'd made out, and... Why did I fear the next step so much?!

"You don't need to panic, meine Glühbirne," he whispered with so much kindness and love that I was melting inside already.

I took a deep breath and told myself to be brave. I could do it. Sure.

"Everything is making me panic right now. And... Agape will be stark... raving... mad," I whispered back at him.

"Fuck Agape." His serious reply had an undertone of desire as his eyes bore deeply into mine.

"She's your boss."

"And yours."

"Not anymore, Sigi."

He chuckled and smiled softly at me. That was when he said with pride: "Then, why would you follow her commands not to kiss me or sleep with me, Daphne? Let's just... live the here and now. Forget about her, about the world."

"You've... got... a point there," I admitted while I took his hand and led him into the bedroom which I had cleaned up and prepared for me. "Anyway, this is the room. Speak softly. Finn's asleep."

I was feeling more reassured then. His last words had done the trick. That night, it would be just the two of us.

Well, and a sleeping, cute, little dodo named Finn.

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