⠀I turn my head to the sound of the door opening and soon enough she walked around the corner and up to me in the middle of the kitchen counters.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Good morning." I kiss her forehead and she hums as a lazy response.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Why- what are you doing?" She peers into the red, plastic bowl filled with batter. I stop the beating motion with the whisk. "Are you cooking food- it's ten in the morning, Seokjin?"
⠀⠀⠀⠀"I'm obviously not cooking." I laugh and lift the whisk, the batter drips down. "Does this look like food?" Her mouth falls open, but still with a smile, and she shakes her head. "I'm baking, uhh..." I bite my lip reading the title on the poor, almost ruined recipe on a piece of paper. "Chocolate cornets."
⠀⠀⠀⠀"That looks good." She puts her hand on mine that's grasping the whisk. "Can I taste?"
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Sure." I tap the whisk against the edge of the bowl a few times to get rid of the excess but still manage to spill a little as I lift it to the sink. "Just dip your finger." I turn on the water and quickly wash off the batter from the whisk and then put it in the dishwasher.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"But I'm too lazy to wash my hands, can you dip yours?" I watch her lean against the counter and I sigh a laugh.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Sure?" I walk back to the counter and dip the tip of my index finger in the creamy white batter and lift it up but still holding it over the bowl to not spill any more on the counter. She leans forward and grabs my wrist and brings my finger to her lips. Her mouth envelopes my finger completely. I raise an eyebrow and look at her to see her looking at me. Intensely. Her tongue swipes around my finger and even though only the tip of my finger was coated with batter she sucks down to the base. I feel my chest and abdomen getting warmer and I just watch her with my mouth agape.
⠀⠀⠀⠀She pulls her head away and her fingers linger on my wrist before her hand falls to her side. "Delicious." She smiles and licks her lip. "I'm going back to sleep, wake me when you're done." I look at the finger coated in saliva and took a deep breath.
⠀⠀⠀⠀ "What's the time, baby?" Her voice is soar and when I turn to her to see that she's dressed. I put the last few books from the cardboard box on to the shelves and wipe my hands against each other.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Uhh." I scout the room for my phone and see it on the coffee table, picking it up. "Twelve thirty."
⠀⠀⠀⠀"You're doing such a good job unpacking." She approaches me and backs me up against the wall. I open my mouth but say nothing. "What would I do without you?" She drags her index finger against the fabric of the shirt on my chest and bites her lip. She jerks me downward by my collar and kisses me. I sigh through my nose and close my eyes because she tastes so good. She told me yesterday that she bought new glosses. I put my hands around her waist and her knee pushes up between my legs.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"A-ah, hn." I can feel my lower lip tremble and I struggle to speak. Her knee pushes upward and my hips spasm just slightly. Just as my head falls backwards against the wall her knee leaves the now very warm area between my legs and pushes herself away from me.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"I need to get to work." My head immediately cranes up again and I chuckle airily thinking that she's joking, but she packs her bag with her laptop and a few folders and I grunt.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"But you called in sick?"
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Yeah but my boss texted me, offering me if I came this afternoon and finished a few things I wouldn't have any close deadlines." I try to stutter out a response. "Might as well get it over with." She walked up to me again and pecks my lips so casually. "Bye, baby." And then she just disappears out the door. I look down at the tent in my jeans and sigh.
⠀⠀⠀⠀ "How does this look?" I read the last few words of the sentence in my book and the lift my gaze to look at her gesturing to her new jeans.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"They look good, I like the color." It was a pair of dark denim.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Yeah, I'll keep 'em." She disappears around the corner into the bedroom again and probably digs out the next garment from the plastic bag. A few minutes pass and I turn my head to see if she comes soon. "How about these?" I smile expectantly and she strides around the corner in... underwear. She smiles and turns around puts her palms against her rear.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"It's uhh-" I scan the black pieces of clothing and then look over her legs clad with stockings to her thighs. "It- uhm.. It looks great." I turn back to read my book but I've no idea where I stopped.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Do you want a closer look?" She settles next to me in the couch and takes my hand, putting it on her chest. I open and close my mouth repeatedly and my eyes flicker between my hand and her eyes. "There's a sweatshirt I want to try on too, be right back, baby." She stands up but falls down clumsily when I grab her wrist, jerking her back in the couch.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"You've been doing this all week." I couldn't care less about the book now, it was probably on the floor. "Stop." I lean in almost all the way, checking her eyes and mouth, she smiles. I push her down in the couch press my mouth tightly against hers. My hands shaking as I caress her up her sides. "I can see that sweatshirt later, okay?"
⠀⠀⠀⠀She bites her lip. "Yeah. That can wait."
