Twiyor x OC: Accidentally in love

Troubled

The next morning, my mind is filled with clouds due to what happened last night. 

What happened last night, anyway? I thought as I take a seat next to Anya.

As far as I can remember, I had a mission last night. I also encountered him last night during our mission. Our target got  away then we had some chats. After a few minutes, I got home and he's already home, he offered me a glass of wine then... what happened next, anyway?

I turn to look at Loid, who is serving our breakfast, with wonder. As much as I wanted to ask him about last night after a few shots with him, I can't. My pride wouldn't let me. 

"Mama." Anya called then I just turn to her. "Are you suffering from memory loss?"

Shit! I thought. 

I literally just forgot that she can read minds. Oh, what do I do? What do I do?

"Uh... no." I said. "I was just stressed lately from work and I was just having a headache. Nothing serious." I reasoned.

"Yor, my boss gave me a day off today." He started. "You should take the day off to have some rest, though." 

Now, I really am curious what happened last night because if nothing happeend, he wouldn't act this way.

Fuck! I hate it when I'm drunk!

AFTER THE BREAKFAST

Loid sent Anya to the bathroom to take a bath because Becky is coming over and they'd spend some time together.

I swept the floor and I'm currently doing the dishes while Loid's doing the dirty table and the dirty stove.

Of course, he's faster than I think and within a minute or two, he's done. 

The table and the stove looked like we just bought it. 

Without even looking at the ceiling-hanging mirror in front of me or looking back at him, I can feel that he's already fold the rag and put it on its place.

 I thought he was going to Anya and tell her to hurry up or Becky comes here and she's still getting ready but he didn't. Instead, he wrap his arms around my waist and suddenly embraced me. I really don't know what happened last night to us, but I'm betting it wasn't pleasant at all.

"Wh-What are you doing?" I finally asked.

He suddenly kiss my cheek. "Nothing." 

Normally, I would push a man away when he's doing this to me but why am I not pushing him away. Instead, I felt comfortable and I don't want this moment to pass. "Loid..."\

"Continue whatever you are doing. I can wait." He said while caressing himself on me.

What does that supposed to mean? Better question, what really happened last night? What did we do?

Once I was done, he let me go for a while to close the dish washer to dry it up. 

Suddenly, he made me turn to him then kissed me intensely. I couldn't resist him that I just kiss him back. What's making me all-so confused is that he lift me up and made me sat down on the counter while kissing me.

He broke the kiss but he trace his kisses to my jawline down to my neck, and I just fucking let him do what he's doing to me.

I may have a lot of trauma when it comes to this, but with him, I felt different. I felt safe and I think I can trust him with that.

"Loid." I suddenly found my voice making him stop for a while. "What happened last night? How did I ended up into my pajamas?"

He lifted his head to look at me. His eyes were full of determination and, kind of maybe, lust...?