After a week...
H A R R Y
"What are you doing, babe?" I asked, rubbing my eyes as I went to the kitchen.
"Uhm... Probably doing a laundry, isn't it obvious?" She sassed and that's shocking, in the tone of her voice.
"Oh, sorry." I said, scratching the back of my head about my stupidity. "What are you cooking by the the way?" I asked afterwards, going near at her.
"Just egg and bacon." She simply said.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing her shoulder as she shrugged it with annoyance. What's with her though? I didn't mind about it and I noticed something on what she's cooking.
"Wait, there's only a few bacons and one egg there. Only for you?" I asked, sniffing her extremely good, sweet smell.
"Uh... Yeah?" She said in tone of, 'isn't it obvious?'.
"Why?" I asked curiosly. "What about me?" I said, like begging.
"Back off, you fuck-tard, I'm not your maid. Cook your own." She snapped and slap my arms that is currently on her waist. I just let go as my eyebrows are curling on what's going on.
I sat at the chair, observing her actions as she cooks. Nothing is happening on her, physically, but her mood is not really on its best or not really good. As I kept starimg at her, she turned around, giving a sign that she's already done cooking. She put it in a plate and make her own coffee. After that, she noticed me staring at her, she raises her eyebrow looking for a response, but I just shook my head. Well, she just rolled her eyes and left as she go to the living room, leaving me completely speechless, clueless and dumbfounded about everything.
I stood up and just made my own breakfast. After some time while I'm eating, I hear audible laughs from her and I can take that as a good thing, that she won't be grumpy all day long. I finished my breakfast as quick as I can and went straight to the living room, seeing her watching some comedy television show. She noticed me again, looking at her and she gave a disgusted look.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"You're only on your boxers." She said, pointing it literally.
"Well?" I asked.
"It's disgusting and look, I'm eating." She said, looking down at her food.
"So?" I asked again.
"Are you really that stupid? Of course, you're almost naked in front of me and I'm eating. Show some respect towards a woman, mister." She said, still disgusted and annoyed at me, and did she really just said that?
"Why? This is our house and it's normal for you to see me like this. Also, so normal for me to be like this." I explained.
"I don't care, okay? It's just that, it's really uncomfortable for me to see you like that, just go upstairs and change your clothes." She said, shaking her head in disappointment and just continue eating.
"What are you doing there, go up!?" She said like she want to get rid of me.
I sighed and went upstairs without saying a word, I don't want to deal with her right now in that mood of her. Because if I did, I'll just make the worst out of it. I went to the room, quickly wearing clothes - that will cover my entire body - and laid down for a bit. I'm still thinking about what happened a while ago, it just keeps bothering me.
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"Harry, wake up..."
I heard her voice and felt her hand in my cheeks, gently tapping it. Well, I fall asleep. I opened my eyes to see her wonderful face. I rubbed my eyes as I sat up and caught off guard once she kissed me on the lips. I didn't notice that my eyerbrows are curling again in confusion.
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