I saw a quote saying and I couldn't stop from laughing: “too often, the sleep is the only escape”
What about those who has insomnia?💀
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Wrong move.
I was lucky that I didn't get slapped but only shoved.
I lick my lips, tasting her on my mouth and needing to touch her. I fist my Palms and don't dare to look at her.
She pushes up to sitting position. Her breathing short and uneven resounding in the pure silence.
"Sweet" I look up. "what?"
She peeks up at me, her teeth nibbling on her bottom lip. "Y-you tasted sweet.." she murmurs to herself, touching her lips with her finger.
I scratch my neck, "I ate pastry before coming home. I'm really sorry..!"
She blinks slowly and long, before inclining her head eventually. "Oh, that, just don't do th-that again" the words escapes from her mouth and punches my heart straight. I look down so she couldn't see my features.
Disappointment, hurt? Why those feelings? Yes, I also feel guilty, shame and mortification for particularly throwing myself on her, but...but why I'm so hurt by her statement?
I peek at her from the corner of my eyes, she's acting strange. When I thought she's not shying away, my eyes darts to her ears. The tip of her ears is bright red, and her cheeks tinting with blush. Upon sensing my eyes, she tightenes her hold around her middle and looks down so the strands of her hair will shield her face from my veiw.
I guess her bun opened when I pulled on her hair.
Sigh. I push to my feet and chew on my lips. She's still not looking at me, I'm afraid I ruined everything.
"Y/n.." she glances up at once to my relief. "You're not mad at me, right..?"
She smiles and I finally breathe freely feeling the unknown weight lifting off my chest.
"No. But don't do it again..." Her hands rubs her arms as she was cold, eyes darting around but not looking at me as she was.... "I won't. I.. promise. I'm really, extremely sorry for making you comfortable..." She nods her head but gets up and takes her blanket.
As she was effected by the kiss greatly...
"I'm going to my room, now" she announce cutting through my musings. I step aside to make space for her but wonder why she's not looking at me.
She seems uncomfortable. Damn it. Why I've to make wrong moves everytime concerning her. Feeling frustrated with myself, I look down but notice something right away.
"Y/n," she turns her head around, "you forgot the milk" I point to the untouched milk but she shakes her head with a sigh. "Later"
I grab her attention once more once she begins to move.
"And...if it doesn't bother you, sleep In my room since...my family is coming so they don't see you..." She freezes on the first stairs like she forgot about it, sighs out then climb up the rest of the stairs without responding.
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ARRANGE MARRIAGE | J.Jk
Hayran Kurgu• Some marriages may not begin with love...they end with it • Started: December, 24, 2022. Ended: December, 20, 2023. (note that this is my one of first book I wrote when I was clueless entirely about writing a book and etc so you'll find yourself e...