Chapter 13

Xiumin's Pov

I wake up next to her, partly glad that this day has come. I know how much she struggled to smile just to make me feel at ease. My heart ached at the thought of what she had to go through, what she goes through every five days of her month. It was about to be over, at least for now.

"Stop staring at me," she covers her face with her pillow.

"You look beautiful with your messy hair," I smile. " Besides, I have one more day or a few hours before someone is back to her old mood,"

"What mood?"

"Back to being nagging little woman, sexy and tempting,"

"So you get tempted, innocent man!"

"I am a man. A complete one."

"Then show me how manly you are," She looks at me, could my morning glory ever get better?

Especially now that she is looking at it. This woman!

"So you are having your morning glory right now? You should have told me! Is that why you were looking at my face like you want to smash it?" Wow! Look who is surprised.

"Why is your mind so dirty?" Why does that have to be that one thing she always has inside her head?

"Because you are always so innocent. And I like it," she places her hand on my chest, going through my stomach and in no time, under the shirt. "I wish it was mine forever,"

Now she looks at me like that innocent girl who knows nothing about men, unlike her hand that's doing a pretty good job at making my pulse go wild.

I find myself frozen at her smiling face as her finger nails trail through my abs which makes her smile so lazily and so beautifully. Her lazy eyes land on mine. Her nails still tickling me.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, I smash my lips against hers. Her pink lips feel soft against mine. The kiss is exactly as I had imagined several times. Sweet and lusty. My hunger releases itself with my tongue ordering for her entrance. I feel her smile against my face when she lets me in. And when this sweet moment is happening, Knock knock, had to be right at this time.

I go towards the door and open it, "What?" I open my eyes. Louanna looks at me then at the sleeping princess.

"Good morning. Uhhm, sorry for interaction?" She looked at anywhere but my face. I sigh.

"I must have scared you, I'm sorry." I loosen up the tensity. What have I done?

"Well, I know you must be tired from taking care of her. I am so sorry. I just came here to check up on her and tell you break fast will be ready in no time." She bites her lips.

"Thank you, again, I am so sorry." Her eyes are a little shiny, and now that she looks at me in the eyes, I notice the pain behind them. I messed this up.

She looks away, "I would not interfere you guys if the breakfast was here on time. I am so sorry for that and for interfering," With that, she leaves as she covers her lips with her hands. Is she actually crying? Was I that bad?

"That was rude," Moonlight hugs her pillow.

"And I feel extremely bad about it. She looked too scared," I roll my eyes., "You should take a shower and be ready."

"For what?"

"I don't know. For the day?"

She nods. This time she has answered like a normal human being. I have to make myself ready for the day too.

Smelling at my armpit, I wonder what she smells when she says I smell good even when I haven't taken a shower. Is love that blind? But then, this isn't even love. It's just flirting. Something timed and just to make memories rather than making it last.

I sigh at that thought. The day we have to say goodbye to each other, I haven't thought about it yet. Will I smile genuinely? Will it hurt? If this is that time to have good memories, will I be happy when I look back? Or will I wish I made more of them?

My phone rings and I take it from the table. Lay's name pops out on it. I miss him but should I pick it up? I look at it until the call is delayed. I give out a guilty silent relief, until he calls again.

This time it is a video call. Hell no! I pick it up, "Hello, Lay." He waves his hand as do I.

"How is your vacation?" He asks.

I nod, "Pretty good. I think I am going to extend my staying here. How about you?"

"A lot of tours, more English speaking!" I laugh at the last sentence. He used to be a pro at English in our group. Now he gets tired of speaking the language.

"Don't laugh bro!" He smiles, " I miss you," My smile fades away at what he says. He must be lonely without us. He has come a great mile all by himself, I miss him too. I miss him so much. I miss those days when we were doing our things together.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" He asks.

"Well, I was a little driven in thoughts. I miss you. I miss us. And I miss OT9 power." Like all those memories we've had together makes me smile a little.

"Hey bro! Don't make my eyes burn. That is not why I called."

I laugh, "Why did you call?"

"I want to know about my new friend in law." I didn't know we have friends in law these days. Is his Korean not that good or is it just a choice of his words?

"Friend in law?" Wait, what did they tell him? Oh God!

"I heard she came out of the apartment that you are living in," He smiles, "Bro, is there something you're not telling us?"

"Aaah," I shake my head in 'I'm dead' mode, "Something like what?"

"Something unholy?" He blinks his eyes like a little kid.

"Hey!"

"Hyung, you are not 25. You are 33."

"I'm thirty two!" I feel like I've had this kind of conversation somewhere else. And I feel like the same person has already fed him some poison and now poor lay is like this and poor me is paying the price

"Anyway, get married soon! Bye" Before I talk he hangs up,

I said this once before and I will say it again, Lay will always believe what he wants to believe. And now he believes that I have this marvelous woman that I am thinking of marrying. Disastrous? It is.

It will be more than just that when I have to leave all of this behind. I have no idea how I will be able to handle the moment and handle them enough to understand too.

I go to the bathroom and open the shower tap, letting the cold water run through my body, constructing thoughts of the word that he had just said, unholy.

Her presence is unholy. Everything that I do with her is unholy and I know it, especially the kiss and maybe the dangerous things that I keep thinking of doing to her. I know I shouldn't be with her. I should be trying my best to run away. But then, every time I think I should, something happens and I am drawn closer to her and fall even deeper.

At some point, I understand why she thought not getting to knowing each other was a better idea. I didn't listen. It's not like I am about to either.

I get more attracted and tempted and I have become too greedy to let her go. I just hope I will not be too greedy to the point I will consider snatching her from her freaky husband.