WMMAP - [S1] Shelter You - (愛)してる

Chapter 38: What Are You Afraid Of?

"Were you enjoying yourself being touched by another woman?"

She abruptly withdrew her hand from under his head where it landed on the pillow. He prayed silently before extending his hand, trying to seek compensation but she would just slap it away and seated herself on the chair next to his bed.

He whined from both irritation and pain as he sat himself up, attempted to move closer, but she would point at his face. "Stay there. You can move when I tell you to." She commanded.

He chuckled at this, thinking she was just trying to apply her assertiveness even though he found her facial expression at this moment to be as adorable as ever.

But the way her eyes bored into his was telling him that he was in bigger trouble than he thought he would be. Gambling the risk, Lucas defied her order and swung his legs off the bed, ready to get off the mattress.

"Who tells you to do that?" She asked. Lucas could smell venom in her voice and he was completely petrified by her gaze. "Now stay where you are," Athanasia repeated.

"What Am I? A dog?" He pouted at her decisiveness and hugged the pillow while looking at her grimly.

"Don't change the topic. You haven't answered my question."

"It was just a joke! Come on!"

"Oh, it was supposed to be funny? It was so FUN for you, right Lucas!?"

"That is not what I meant!" He puffed his cheeks even more and descended his chin on the pillow, hiding half of his face when Athanasia glanced at him from the corner of her eye. "And don't look at me like that."

She massaged her temple and closed her eyes. The face he was making was getting too distracting, but for what he did to her, there was no way she could not let him win just yet. She needed her recompense which made her sigh out loud and got up on her feet. And without a doubt, Lucas rose his head, looking worried as she started to walk to the door.

There was a ruffling sound behind her and as she slowly turned in that direction, alarm was all she felt when he unfolded the white sheet and was ready to run after her. She scowled before turning her heels to him and when she got there, he would just grin victoriously at her.

"Wipe that smile off your face!" He was testing her patience and it was reaching its limit. "And Don't you DARE leave this bed." She japed his chest.

"Are you going to leave me with her? Alone? Just the two of us in the roo—ooW! OW! eAr! eAR!" He wailed helplessly at the pain that intensified.

"What were you saying? I didn't get that part." She said taciturnly in contrast to the force she was applying within her fingers.

"She was just doing her job—aaH!!"

"Why are you protecting her?!?"

"I am not! But why are you this agitated!?" He tapped submissively to the back of her hand but she made to attempt to stop the tormenting. "AtHy! THAT HURTS!"

"You got some nerve asking me that question!"

"But I did nothing!!"

"Exactly!! You did Nothing. You stayed still while you let some girl touch you spontaneously?!"

"Spontaneously?! You were with me! Why would I need to be concerned about that?!"

"That is even worse! You let a Girl Touch You in front of ME? Would you let some Guy touch me in front of YOU!?"

His cry stopped when he projected the image she said. Disgusted, he clicked his tongue and peeled off her fingers from his ear effortlessly.

"You talk too much."