Awakening of a Forgotten Threat

Chapter 16: Bride

Reader's POV (Phew! Longer than expected...!)

"Huh...?" Was all I could say when I awoke this morning. I didn't feel normal at all. For instance, my body felt heavy... And not just that, it felt warmer than usual. Like there was something thrown on me... What...?

It was so dark, so very dark... Pitch-black. "What the hell?" This was not something I've ever experienced before. Before I could worry about the darkness, I needed to worry about the heavy object that was on my body up to my chest.

I tried to move my legs, but the object was on top of them. Yet my hands were free. Also, there was a thick... rope around my back. Was I tied up...?

Then all of a sudden, I heard a grumble. My heart skipped a beat. I held my breath and tried to pinpoint the source. It was very close. Hella close. Like right... On... Top... Of... Me...

"Hey! Who the hell are you?!" I yelled to the person on top of me.

"Shut up... I'm tryin to sleep..." The masculine voice was very familiar. So familiar that I gasped.

But, no matter what ran through my head, the only sentence that ran through my head was...

"I don't believe it!!"

And it was Killua who was on top of me. His arms were wrapped around my back, and his face was deep inside my chest. I wonder how he can speak while inside my chest...

No, that ain't important!

I slapped his head, hard. "Get the hell up, you pervert!"

After like two minutes, he looked up groggily. My eyes pretty much adjusted to the dark at this time. "Hey, babe..." Even though his voice was husky and beautiful, I couldn't help but feel mad. "Did you have a good sleep...? I know I did..."

"Ah, so you do know what you did, you piece of crap!!" I retorted.

"Huh...? Oh... This." His voice was unusually calm, which is not what a girl always wants when she finds her boyfriend sleeping with his face in her chest. "Yeah, can I sleep a little longer in here...? Your breasts make an amazing pillow..."

I blushed fervently. Then I raised one hand, and slapped him across the cheek. He seemed totally unaffected, and looked back at me like nothing happened, completely ignoring the mark on his cheek. Then he smirked. "Didn't hurt, y/n."

"I don't give a damn! I just want you to learn your lesson!" I yelled.

"Well, that lesson didn't teach me anything... Except that you slap people a lot, y/n baby." He picked up the hand that had slapped him and kissed it softly. "And no matter how much you slap me, I'm gonna love you like never before."

I pulled my hand back. "Why would you choose to love me if I slap you?"

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"Because you're feisty."

"I'll kill you." I was that mad.

"Very feisty." He responded casually.

I attempted to slap him once more, but he caught this one. I tore my gaze away from him after that.

"I love you."

"Like I said, I'll kill you." I retorted coldly.

After flashing me a sweet smile, he looked around into the darkness. "Now, about this darkness... Pretty spacious."

I nodded in agreement. "You're right. What do you think it could be?"

"Based on the smell, this is must be a closet." He replied casually. He looked like he didn't care about this. Mostly, he looked like he'd been through this.