Take my Hand | MIKHAIAH

CHAPTER 25 - Jog Date, Shopping Date or Seaside Date?

"Bubby." Aiah shook the tall body, which still refused to give in to her whining. "Wake uuup." she sing-songed.

"Wanna sleep." the latter mumbled incoherently.

"You said we'd jog this morning, come on, lazy baby!" she pulled off the blanket.

"I don't remember any of that." she yawned, hugging her bolster firmly.

"Well, that's why I'm here, to remind you that we have a jogging date this morning," Aiah folded her arms. "And that is your own words."

She got a fake light snore as a response.

Aiah sighed loudly. "Fine. If you don't wanna wake up then fine." She stomped out of the room and purposely left the blanket on the carpet letting Mikha suffer in the cold room.

Mikha groaned. She lifted her body forcefully then sat as she puffed her bangs. Aiah can be really annoying sometimes. She got off the bed and dragged her limbs lazily. She rubbed her eyes as she walked out of her room finding Aiah in the black tight tank top complete with the running pants with her hair tied high.

She gulped at the view. She was frozen at her spot with eyes that's about to drop out of their socket.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Aiah didn't even glance at her, she was busy putting on her headphones.

"W-wait a second, I'm going to change." Mikha slammed her door then quickly removed her pyjamas as she carelessly rummaged through her drawer and pulled on a whatever loose pants and sleeveless shirt.

She washed her face then brushed her teeth whilst combing her hair. She grabbed her phone and wallet on the night stand–almost stumbling on her feet when she rushed towards the door.

She was ready within five minutes, literally.

"Let's go." Mikha grinned, Aiah could only shake her head and chuckle.

"I thought you're sleepy?" she said when they closed the front door. "I was sleepy, not anymore."

They ran slowly around the park that was located in the apartment complex. It was a nice morning despite the fact that it's a bit early for Mikha's liking. There were actually many people in the jogging venue, they occasionally bow at the neighbors they know. After a few laps, they sat on the bench breathlessly. Mikha turned over at Aiah who was closely beside her and discovered a new extraordinary discovery; Aiah's sweat was a total turn on.

She swallowed hard at the scene of the falling sweat downed to Aiah's neck.

Aiah leaned at her back with a small smile on her face. "Thanks for waking up" she averted her eyes to Mikha.

"I said we'd go on a jog date, didn't I?" she answered robotically.

"Someone told me that you forgot," Aiah rolled her eyes. "Nice weather, isn't it?" she heaved a breath.

"Yeah." she replied–still absorbed by the beauty before her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked, once again, without even sparing a glance to the taller girl.

"Nothing." Mikha looked away then blushed.

It was already over seven months since they moved in together and Mikha never had physical pleasure with anyone since then. There was a part of her that was so frustrated right now because of that issue. And the fact that Aiah was so freaking breathtakingly–drop dead gorgeous wasn't helping at all. She would say that Aiah was sexy as hell but that just sounded so...wrong? So... perverted? So... inappropriate?