I Met A Boy (My forged Wedding Fanfic)

Chapter 3

I followed Sakei for what seemed like forever. How far away does he live anyway? And why didn't we take a cab or train? I check my phone for the time; 1:04 am. I guess that's why. I'd like to criticize his odd hours, but well I was out too.

"I love night walks. The air really clears my head. You know what I mean?" Sakei says as if he knows what I'm thinking.

I nod. He's right. Despite the confusion and emotional weight of the day, the long walk is calming my mind. I should really be more anxious about the hard left the day took, but I'm oddly calm. I don't know if it's the night air, or if I'm just at the point of exhaustion where I couldn't care about anything. Maybe I'm actually comfortable with this guy despite the fact that he's really eccentric and possibly crazy.

"Well, here we are," he says stopping in front of a nice high rise building.

"Is this where you live?" I can't help but ask incredulously.

"I need connivance. Plus we celebrities need security."

"I've literally never heard of you. What's your first name even?"

"Takamasa. Takamasa Sakei in the American order. You should call me by my first name."

"That's a mouthful. I'm just going to call you Taki."

"That sounds more like a snack than a name."

"It can be both. By the way my last name is Wisenhunt. My name is Sadie Wisenhunt."

"That's the mouthful."

""Sadie works," I say starting to crack a smile for the first time in, well I'm not sure how long. We head up to the elevator and open the door to a truly gorgeous, yet completely trashed, apartment. Well isn't that a metaphor for life? I just shrug. "Toss my suitcase in a free hole somewhere."

"Shouldn't you jump into wife mode to make the house spotless and wear an apron while I call you honey?"

"I'm not exactly sure what you think marriage is. Right now I'm too tired to care what it is. I just need to crash. The floor is fine at this point if I can't kick stuff off the couch."

"Now what kind of husband would I be if I let my honey sleep in the floor and catch a cold. You can have the bed. Maybe I can join you," Sakei says raising an eyebrow.

"Look dude, I'm American. So I'm not going to get embarrassed and fight you off. That doesn't mean I'm going to just hop right on either. All I want is sleep no matter who's in there." I don't know why this hit me so fast and hard, but I can barely hold my eyes open.

"I love how forward American girls are. I'm glad I married one."

"Cool," I say waking in towards the bedroom already taking my pants off. The room is kind of spinning. It's like I'm drunk even though I've had nothing to drink. Sakei lifts me onto the bed and gets my pants the rest of the way off. I have a feeling he's done this a lot. Then he covers me up and lays down next to me. As I drift off I feel him spoon me. I had forgotten how good it feels to be touched by someone.