Danger, Danger, Mr. Stranger

#DDMS21

#DDMS21

This chapter contains spoilers for Hush Louder.

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XANTIEL

CLINK! CLANG!

I groaned at the sound of some inaudible noise so early in the morning. Kunot pa ang noo ko nang bumangon ako sa kama. Sinuot ko lamang nang mabilis ang kulay gray kong hoodie kaya lalong naging magulo ang buhok ko't halatang bagong gising.

The back of my finger rubbed my sleepy eyes as I went down the stairs, yawning. My other hand mindlessly scratching my tummy from the pocket of my jacket.

Naiwang nakanganga ang bibig ko sa kalagitnaan ng paghikab at talagang nagising ang buong diwa ko sa 'king nakita.

What the . . .

It was Feuille, dancing around in the kitchen with some headphones over her short black hair. Music was softly blasting from its speakers as she sings along to some pop song, her hips swaying left and right. Her cute ass . . . looking so alive.

Wow. My lips mouthed, praising her in silence. Damn. Good morning.

Sinandal ko ang gilid ng aking katawan sa pintuan, nakahilig ang ulo, at humahangang pinapanood ang magandang binibining sumasayaw sa 'king kusina. Nakapaloob pa rin sa bulsa ang mga kamay ko.

Nakasuot si Feuille ng maiksing dolphin shorts na kulay itim at may puting linya sa gilid at laylayan, lalo nitong pinapalitaw ang kaniyang mapuputi't makikinis na hita. Ang kaniyang pang-ibabaw ay maluwag na dark gray shirt na may logo ng Motorhead. She's wearing one of my shirts again.

Not that I'm complaining. I actually like it when she returns my shirts with her scent still lingering on them. Kahit buong cabinet ko pa ang hiramin niya, ibibigay ko sa kaniya.

I lifted my chin up to see what she's doing. Kaya pala maingay, ipinangtatambol niya ang mga kutsara't tinidor sa mga nakabaliktad na baso. The corner of my lips curved up as I stared at her adorable movements.

God, Guivellnova. You're a very, very fine woman.

I leaned my arm on the counter as I watched her secretly, my hand on my mouth to cover my smile. I tilted my head to get a better view . . . my smirk slowly turning into a lip bite.

"Xanti?"

Paglingon niya sa gawi ko ay mabilis kong tinakpan ang mukha ko gamit ang hood ng jacket. Hinila ko ang string para mas maitago ang pamumula ko. "Oy, Feuille! Kanina ka pa gising?"

The fuck, Xanti? Alam mong kanina pa siya gising.

"Morning, handsome." Ibinaba niya na ang headphones niya't iniwan itong nakasabit sa kaniyang leeg.

I pressed my lower back against the edge of the counter and wrapped my arms around Feuille's slender frame, pulling her in for a hug. My chin rests on top of her tiny head as I savored this moment. Taking in the feeling of her in my arms. Her scent. Her softness. Her presence.

"This feels nice," I sighed quietly in my rough bedroom voice, eyes closed.

"Which feels nice?" Umangat ang sulok ng kaniyang pilyang mga labi. "My boobs?"

I chuckled inwards, shaking my head at her usual playfulness. "Silly girl! Not just that. This. Waking up to your sound. Seeing you in the kitchen. Being able to hug you any time. It all feels nice—your boobs included."

It feels too nice, it's actually scary.

If this ever goes away, I might just lose it.

"Ay! Ubos na pala ang milk ko. Need ko na mag-grocery," she said while twisting the gold button hanging from her choker. "Will my Xanti let me go?"