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28| Exploding veins

Next day

10 pm

I wake up with a stinging sensation shooting through my head, my heart rushing like anything, my eyes are open wide, some beads of sweat actually dripping down from the above on my forehead. And i put my hand on my chest to stop breathing like i just ran a hundred miles per two minutes.

This is so crazy, i never ever had such an intense wet dream.

"Shit," I glance over at the time clock, but this hour which pains me because i damn overslept makes me swear against my tired will.

Still having the most beautiful and surreal heated memories of the dream getting me into some kind of trance, i lick my dry lips, aching for cold water, so i slide the blanket away and grab some tissues to clean myself up, i go into the bathroom for a relaxing bath i'm used to having at late nights. This time, it'll be cold, icy cold.

. . .

Ending my dinner some minutes before already, i make my way to the bedroom. Thoughts of the dream revolving around my mind, a smile creeps up on my face when i see a text from the person who's in my mind.

I open the text, and get straight into my room, and under my blanket. Wait, hold up. There's pictures of two cute but hot nightgowns here, from the design, probably satin or silk.

I'm sorry for disturbing you at this late hour, but i can't decide on which nightie to wear so i get some nice sleep. Can you tell for me please? ;-;

Wear the maroon one. It's gonna be perfect

Are you sure?

Yeah i am. Don't you want that?

It's not like it, but i just feel like it's too revealing for some reason. You know because of the V neckline and stuff so...

Why not. You're home alone, and it's your nightwear so i don't see why is there any problem regarding it. I'm not forcing you tho, it's alright if you won't want to wear it, it's alright even if you wore it :)

Apparently....ok then. You like it, so i wear it c:

Her little smile emoji makes me soft to imagine the same expression on her cute red lips, and i heave my hand to my abdomen, resting it there while trying hard to not do what my body of a grown man needs to. Dammit.

"Can you send a photo once you've worn it, and it's totally cool if you don't wish to too, sweetheart."

I don't regret this voicemail i've sent her in my deep rough voice, i was making sure she'd be comfortable with it likewise too. Fatigued less due to the time i've spent in sleeping during the evening, i simply wait for her to try on her nightie and then for sure, text me back.

Without any words, or even a text to tell me she's obeyed me, she sends me a picture of her. Holy fuck, it's so damn beautiful and hot. I cannot think.

I'm just so sorry, i don't look good or whatever. I've never worn this before. Gosh :")

This little pretty and selfless bug..."iseul," i sigh out her name, her picture forcing me to look at it for longer than what's kind. "Don't you dare speak this way. I won't stand it, not at all, okay? Do you have any idea how amazing you look in this maroon dress?" I ask her, scoffing in a bad disbelief, and my tongue pokes my inner cheek for a second.