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Yeji

I remove all the pillows from Ryujin's bed and reach for my cell phone. I'm terrible with it. I never had one before I moved to the city, and I haven't gotten very good at keeping it around yet. But I know Ryujin wants me to have it with me when I'm not home.

I crawl out of bed and bend over to pick up the pillows but stop when I see a box under the bed. I get down on my knees and see my cell phone next to me. I grab my cell phone and pull out the box. 

Ryujin told me she had free rein over her house, does that include opening boxes under her bed?
I spent the last few days here with decoration ideas. Ryujin was no help. Every time I asked her if she like something, she asked me if I like it and then accepted what I said. It was adorable and annoying at the same time. I decide to text Yuna.

"If you found a random box at your girlfriend's house, would you open it?"

Her response is instant. "Hell, yes I would."

I laugh. I have a feeling maybe it has to do with an ex-girlfriend or something. She has never talked about her dating past. 

However, I haven't asked, knowing I wouldn't want to hear about her with another woman. I like to think of it as only mine, but maybe it once belonged to someone else. I don't like how that thought makes me feel.

But she told you that she loves you, my mind reminds me, and I blush. I've wanted to say it again, but it just wasn't the right time. 

We're talking nonstop, or kissing nonstop, and I want it to be special. For both. It's the first time I've told you and I don't want to spoil it. I heard her whisper to me when we made love or when she thought I was asleep. 

I'm going to tell her, but I will when it's perfect. Knowing how much she loves me is what gives me the courage to open the box. I take a deep breath and open the lid. My eyes water when I see what's inside.

It's the baby blanket I made. I forgot about it after that day, and I can't believe I kept it. I put my hand to my stomach and think about being pregnant. We have never talked about children, but neither have we talked about prevention. 

For all I know, she could be carrying a baby right now.

I put the cover back on and slide it under the bed when my phone rings again.

"What did you find? Is the perfect girlfriend not so perfect anymore?" Yuna said.

"Still perfect."

I go into the kitchen and open the fridge. I already know what's in there, and it's not going to be good. I also don't have anything in my house since Ryujin and I were huddled in our apartments for almost a week. 

The media was long gone after they got what they wanted. They know who I am now, and I realized how famous Ryujin was. 

The media has been better than I thought it would be. Or maybe they were afraid of Ryujin. They left shortly after we talked to them, answering most of the questions they asked. When someone yelled a question about our sex life, Ryujin ended it all. I hate nosy people.

I should have known better about the box under the bed now that I think about it. I remember one of the reporters mentioning that Ryujin had never been seen with a girlfriend before. I like to be the first for her in many ways. 

When she told me that she was a virgin too, I couldn't lift my jaw off the ground. But then knowing how disciplined she can be, I was able to fully see it.

My stomach grumbles, reminding me that I need food. Not just any food but something sugary and full of butter. Ryujin won't be home for a few more hours. I grab my bag and tell Ryujin I'm heading out the door.

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