I Don't Want To Say It

July 18

I smoked from my pipe as little clouds of smoke arose from it.

"Kujo!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I was drinking tea, when all of the sudden, it spilled on my dress! My dress was a plain shade of beige, with chiffon, and lots of of ruffles. Oh! The dress was clean and beige, a stain of chamomile tea, and it was simply messy. Kujo ran up to me, and asked if I was alright or hurt. I pointed to the part of my dress that was stained my chamomile tea.

"Oh, you can just wash it off, If you want, I can wash it for you." I nodded, showing a sign of yes. Kujo picked me up, in a pose that seemed like it was supposed to for a piggyback.

"Like bloody hell I would! I wouldn't climb on you! I'm not a kid by the way!" I cried placing my hands on my hips, pouting.

"If you want, I can just leave you here then." Kujo said with an encouraging smile.

"Alright then..." I climbed on him, laying my pipe on the table. At first I started feeling so nervous and embarrassed, what happens if someone saw me? That's when I realized something, the fact how he's giving me a piggyback, doesn't that make us look like a young couple? I felt my face burning up to that shade of cherry red again.

"K-Kujo..."

"Yes?"

"Can you walk a bit faster?" I didn't want anyone to see me like this, like I'm his mate or spouse. I closed my eyes, so embarrassed. I hope no one saw us, by the time we made it, Kujo slowly placed me down, and I opened my eyes.

"Get undressed, and wear something else, once you wore something else, you can give me the dirty dress and I will do my best to wash the stain out for you." I rushed to my closet, and changed into a light pink dress, it went up to my knees, it was straight, and it had a little bow tie on the front of the dress (I don't usually wear this dress). I gave him the stained dress, and he went straight to cleaning