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VI

Chapter Six

♪ Soundtrack: Pillow Talk by Zayn Malik ♪

Inabot ko kay Jimin ang isang baso ng white grape wine na pareho naming paboritong inumin, casually. Pinahanda ko pa ang wine na iyon para sa gabi naming ito.

Earlier, I texted him to come here, but I first made sure that Ate Milan was already slumbering deeply and my father, just like the usual, wouldn't be coming home tonight. At ayaw ko nang alamin pa kung bakit dahil ikasisira lang iyon ng gabi ko. Not now that I was planning to share the whole night with Jimin.

Ang mga maids ay walang paki-alam sa gagawin namin, they wouldn't even dare. Si Ate Milan lang talaga ang pinaka-concern ko dahil siya lang ang may prebilihiyong makapasok dito sa kuwarto ko nang hindi kumakatok.

It was fine if she would ever find out that Jimin was here since he would always sleep here but not in the middle of our… heating night.

I smirked at Jimin when he appeared in front of my house's main door clad with his usual night clothes, a pair of white silky pajamas that had horizontal black lines all over. At kitang-kita kong wala siyang suot na underwear downtown dahil sa umbok na naroon! Nasa leeg pa niya ang white blind fold niya na he couldn't sleep without.

Damn it! He was such a tease!

Maglalabas sana ako ng chips para ipares sa wine na iniinom namin ang kaso ay sinalubong ako ng mga nanlilisik niyang mga mata.

Right, no junk foods in front of his eyes, nga pala.

"Nagpaalam ka?" tanong ko sa kaniya, kahit na madalas dito sa bahay si Jimin at alam pareho ng mga magulang namin na natutulog kaming pareho sa kuwarto ng isa't isa ay kailangan pa rin niyang magpaalam.

We didn't want Tita Janna going hysterical just because her eldest son was missing in the middle of the night. She always tended to get paranoid pa naman when it came to her sons.

They were her precious.

"Of course, well, with some warnings. You see, she's always afraid I might just screw you…" Makahulugan niya akong tinitigan bago siya magpatuloy. "Alam ko namang hindi siya natatakot sa pagiging adventurous natin pareho plus she's really rooting for a development in our relationship. Natatakot lang iyon na baka mabugbog ako ni Tito Feb kung sakaling malaman nila ang ginagawa natin." Hinila niya ako pa-upo sa harap niya.

Since naka-upo siya sa ibabaw ng kama ko at nakaparte ang mga hita niyang nakalaylay sa gilid ng kama ay nasa pagitan ako. So he was back hugging me while we were both sitting on top of my bed, both enjoying our wines. Ang isang braso niya ay marahang na pumalibot sa baywang ko habang nararamdaman ko ang pagpapa-ulan niya ng maliliit na mga halik sa likod ko.

"Tsk. If only I could tell her not to worry about the old man 'cause he doesn't care." I snorted as I drew my glass near my mouth and sniffed a smell of the delicious wine. Kasabay ng masarap na amoy ng wine ay nanunuot din sa ilong ko ang natural niyang matamis na panlalaking amoy, I could even whiff a smell of his menthol shower gel.

Mukhang bagong paligo ang walanghiya.

Matapos kong sumimsim ng kaunting wine ay nilapag ko na ang baso sa bedside table na iisang metro lang namang ang layo sa amin. Inabot ko ang baso niya pagkatapos kong masiguro na nakatikim na rin siya at inilapag ko rin sa mesa.

Umikot ako paharap sa kaniya at dahil pareho kami ng klase ng pantulog na isinusuot, a pair of pajamas, ay madali kong naipagitan siya sa magkaparte kong mga hita habang nakatukod ang mga tuhod ko sa kama sa magkabilang gilid niya.

"Woaw…" He groaned, his eyes slowly narrowing as his lips lightly parting, letting out hot breaths from his throat as I downed again. My legs wrapping around his waist and my private lightly touching his already hard shiny chili pepper—as what Tita Janna had used to tease him before—beneath our night clothes.