Chapter 23

I suddenly felt the arms around me, Warm and soft. My pillow has now become my blanket, feeling so small compared to his tall and muscular body.

We don't talk, just stare at each other in the mirror. I smile at the thought that I am no longer that afraid when he hasn't worn anything and his body is literally all over me. He pecks my neck and goes back to the room. He comes back with his phone.

"First morning together with my girlfriend," His voice is still low and a bit husky as he clicks the camera app and presses the record button.

Meanwhile, my heart is filled with joy, fear and nervousness. Butterflies in my stomach keep flying but suddenly stop at the thought of time. For how long are we going to be like this?

"What if someone sees this?" Half of his body is now covered with the bed sheet while mine is with his Plain white T-shirt. Will this be the end of his career? Will that be the end of us? Will it be better than him finding out about this thing in case it exists?

"Apart from being an idol, I am a man and I fall in love," So he is not afraid of people finding out about this video. Well, I am. And did he just say, 'Fall in love?'

"And I will not let that happen," He kisses my neck. Damn this feels magical. I close my eyes at the feeling, "Because this belongs only to us." He tilts my head and presses his lips on mine which goes for seconds before he parts them. "I wish to spend every morning like this,"

"So do I," I smile, "I hope to spend more days like these with you," I coop his face as I scan it along with his body as my heart scans his. He has everything a woman would ever need to love a man. So why did he easily appear to me? Good things don't last, people always say. Now the good thing I have is him.

"What's with the thoughts again, Princess?" He scans my face with his hands caressing my hair, "Let me guess, I'm too good of a human to be your man? And this man right now belongs to you and you fail to believe it?"

"How did you know what I was thinking?" Am I that obvious?

"I have watched several dramas about stars loving non-celebrities and this is what they say."

"And what happens afterwards?" Now I'm interested, much more when he pulls me for a hug.

"And then they do this to make them feel that it's real," He pinches me, and ouch! " only to realize in the end that it was them who got lucky meeting those girls," He sighs.

"Do you think you are lucky that you've met me?" The question is do I feel like he is lucky?

"More than lucky," He hugs me even tighter. My hands hesitate to do the same. The truth is I'm not sure if this is luck or a curse. Suddenly, he carries me bridal style, "You must be tired from last night," He smiles as we head towards the room, "Rest and I will wake you up after I'm done"

"With what?"

"Just rest, Okay? I have to review the lyrics and have a video chat with Chan Yeol. Will wake you up after that,"

"This early?"

"Time is different, now go to sleep. Mmh?" He covers my body with the bed sheet.

Time flies fast. I have no idea how he was able to put me to sleep again but he did it. The next time I open my eyes, the sun is already kissing the sky.

The smell of something either ordered or coming from the kitchen hits my nose. My head spins at how irritating it makes me. Good lord, you can't do this to me!

The door was already open. The ultimate maknae exposes himself inside the room with a huge smile plastered on his face, "How's your morning?"

"Good," Bad. I have to fake a smile. I don't know how many things I will have to fake today.

"The breakfast is ready. Would you like to take a shower or eat first?"

"I stink," I clamp my nose, making him laugh.

"And I took your belongings from the hotel you were staying. Why is your bag so heavy?" He shakes his head as his hands are on his waist. I laugh at that. I am that woman that will take anything, even a heater if I have to. That is how much I hate disturbing people.

"Where is it?"

"There," he points it with his finger, near the wardrobe.

"Hurry up, I will be waiting for you."

After a while of cleaning myself, I go to his wardrobe. I know I now have my clothes but I his shirts are the best. I mean, they are bigger and more comfortable. I know I have some shirts that would serve the same purpose but his are better. I mean they are his.

After finally wearing a red shirt with some shorts on, I head to the dining room. The smell of food keeps getting worse and worse. Sehun is on the chair with his hands holding his phone. So this is now he looks like when he is concentrating, sexy and dark. He tilts his eyes to meet mine, "What took you so long?"

"Well, I didn't know I took so long," I give a small smile as I look at the clock on the wall. My pulse raises. Nothing in my body is at ease. I feel like I might suffocate, but I have to do this. I can't ruin his happiness over something I am not even sure of.

"I was not sure of what I was supposed to cook since I don't know much about what you like to eat. I hope you like it though,"

Looking at the table, is this breakfast or lunch? Rice, fish, vegetables, fruits, juice, fries, my mind literally can't recognize other dishes on that big table.

"What?"

"Are we expecting someone?"

"Nop. Why?"

"So this food is just for the two of us?" He nods.

"I eat a lot when I am not on a diet and I didn't know what you like to eat so..." Just how much trouble did he go through this morning preparing everything while I was asleep? My thoughts vanish when I feel the familiar unpleasant smell again. At some point thank goodness there is plenty of food because at least I can choose.

"C'mon, I know you must be hungry!" Now that I am already at a table, he pulls me to his lap. I just look at him and smile. My baby is not so babyish with me anymore.

I suddenly feel the urge to go to the toilet, "Just give me a second," I run. My stomach surely is empty or that's what I thought before throwing up what I threw