Love Is Hard - Karma X Reader

Chapter 25

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Y/N's POV

How dare he joke about things like that. The nightmare was bad enough already, and then I heard of him lying unconscious because of a fever. Seriously, this stupid guy. My fingers itched to smack him over the head, but I held back-partly because he was sick, after all, and partly because I lacked the guts to do it.

"I... should be leaving now," I said slowly, quietly trying to inch away, forcing a smile. "Drink the soup, take your medicine, and go to sleep."

I needed to leave. Now.

The way he had been looking at me since I entered was giving me goosebumps.

Did he suspect something? Did he finally realize that I wasn't from this world, and now he was going to lock me in a dark basement and cut me open?

I twisted my fingers behind my back and pinched myself hard.

No. No. No.

What was I thinking?

Yes, he was sadistic-but not that unhinged.

...But the way he was looking at me-

I risked a quick glance over at him, and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

He was smirking.

Not good. Not good at all.

Y/N, leave. Now.

I had barely moved a foot away when a vice-like grip seized my wrist and yanked me forward, followed by a low, stern tone right by my ear.

"You're not going anywhere."

The tone and proximity made me shiver as I landed right on Karma's outstretched legs.

Well... his lap, to be specific.

My whole body locked up. My brain blue-screened.

What the fuck just happened...?

Where am I sitting...? It felt soft and firm and-WHAT THE FUCK?!

My heart was hammering in my throat as realisation hit, my mouth opened and closed uselessly.
Karma lifted my wrist, which he was still holding, and very slowly brought it closer to his face.

...Oh god.
Was he going to-k-kiss?!

My face burst into flames, and to pour even more lava onto it, he brushed his breath near my wrist, warm, as he murmured in that deep, gravelly voice, "You were trying to run away, weren't you?"

Oh... God...

I slammed my open palm into his face, screaming, and launched myself off him. I took a couple more steps back for good measure, clutching my behind.

"You-you pervert!" I screeched, pointing a finger at him.

My wrist still burned from his touch.

He just shrugged, still smirking. "I was just trying to stop you from running away like you always do." His smirk deepened. "And besides, it's not my fault that you're so light."

My eyes widened in outrage. "You-you-you!" I sputtered.

Inside, though, I was spiraling.

I sat on his lap. Freaking Karma's lap!!!

And his breath-

...Wait, was he flirting? No way. There was absolutely no way.

My butt was still tingling with sensation, which was going south real fast and making my knees weak.