“You want anything? I’ll make it for you.” His nose nuzzled into my neck, sniffing at my skin while his hand slipped under my T-Shirt, caressing my stomach directly.
“Nope. I thought you were gonna ignore me for the rest of your stupid life.” I grumbled, a small triumphant smile forming at my lips. I totally knew he couldn’t ignore me for long.
“I was thinking about it.” His lips left kisses over my neck, “But…you’re having a hard time sleeping because of me. I can’t let my princess suffer.”
“Suffer?” I slapped my hand against my neck, separating his mouth from my skin and shifting on the bed to face him. “What the hell? You’re the one who’s suffering.” I poked his chest. “How long have you been lying there not sleeping?”
“I was waiting for you to be a good girl and apologize.” He admitted, shamelessly lifting my shirt then pressing his ear against my stomach. He stayed at that spot for a few seconds and kissed my belly-button before sliding up, stuffing his head between my breasts. “But you didn’t. Babe, why are you so difficult?”
“D-Don’t mess with my nipples!” Yet as if my words didn’t reach his ears, he did exactly that, running his warm tongue over my nipples then wrapping his lips around the stiff flesh. I bit my lip, “W-What would I be apologizing for? Going to the club? Fine then, I should’ve told you first. My bad.”
“And?”
“And what?” I glared down at him.
He pulled his head out of my shirt, returning my glare, “You were letting that mutt rub all over you!”
“You’re exaggerating, he only touched my wrist! And what about you? You totally had those triplets clinging to you!”
He stiffened at that, actually looking a bit taken aback. “Oh.” He murmured. His face twisted, perplexed by my words. Then in moments, that expression was quickly replaced by a weird look in his eyes, as if he had it all figured out. I rose a brow, watching as a smirk came across his lips. It was now quite obvious that he was about to say something crappy.
“Let’s set some rules for both of us.” He started, “The five feet rule: all those mutts stay five feet away at all times.”
Good lord!
“So, I should keep my distance around guys outside of this pack? Five feet?! Does that make sense to you?”
“No, they all count, my pack, everyone. Lucas is no exception either.”
I pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose, sighing, “And I guess my dad counts as well?”
“Absolutely. Women too, it seems same sex is a trend now. The goddess approves of it. No one gets within five feet, deal?”
“I had totally forgotten you’re a psycho. Why would you even think to suggest something like that?”
“But you love me, don’t you?” Kasan looked over at me with a sudden blinding grin, ears perking and eyes dazzling like a dog waiting for bone.
What’s with this cringe, cheesy, awful, utterly gross air all of a sudden?!
I flushed, “Mhmm.”
His eyes narrowed immediately and I had to mold my lips together to prevent myself from laughing when his grin swiftly fell from his face. He looked like a dejected puppy.
“Clara, you love me, don’t you?” He repeated the question, gripping my hips and rolling on top of me. He then grasped my legs, setting them on his hips before leaning down and clutching the lower half of my face. His fingers split my lips apart, making them pucker like a fish, “Open your mouth and say it. I want to hear it. Otherwise, neither of us are sleeping tonight.” His gaze bored into me, waiting for an answer.
“Stop that!” I smacked his hand off me and turned my face, looking off to the side. This is strange. I became embarrassed as soon as he asked me to utter such words, yet there’s this weird budding of excitement in my chest. My heart’s beginning to beat fast, he can definitely hear it. Where does this excitement stem from? What am I even excited for? Am I a lunatic?!
But seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever said anything like that after that time I told him I liked him. Maybe because I never felt the need to? Still… I bet he’ll be annoying if I continue being stubborn…And to be fair, this is normal for couples. I should probably get used to it…
Whatever.
“I…” I swallowed, feeling a trail of sweat glide down the side of my face, “I…l-love you…”
There, I said it!
“Satisfied?” I had my deepest frown etched onto my face and my eyes were glaring hard at the innocent wall, but naturally, I found my ears listening for those exact words to leave his own lips. And when they didn’t, I peeked at him, catching his grin as it returned at full force.
“I love you~” He pecked me on the cheek, lips lingering for a few short seconds before he pulled back and slid his head back down to my stomach, hanging his feet off the edge of the bed. I laid stiff on the bed, looking down at the top of his head, as my cheeks flushed redder than a tomato. His words were simple and yet, my chest threatened to explode and my insides were literally tingling. Can mere words really do this to a person? Or is something seriously wrong with me?
I’m disgusted with myself.
“Is my gut your new favorite part of me?” I muttered, switching the subject, “I for sure thought you’d never get tired of my ass.”
“I guess the heartbeats fascinate me?” He responded after a brief moment of silence, glancing up at me. I was a bit surprised to see that his expression had gotten serious all of a sudden. I sunk my elbows into the mattress, pushing myself up slightly so I could look at him properly.
“It’s strange how much I’m looking forward to a few months from now.” He continued, forehead creasing as he spoke. “To be honest, I have never been interested in kids. When I realized, I made myself think of it as merely adding to our numbers, but it feels more than that…somehow. Maybe because it’s with you? I’m already impatient to know how it’ll feel…to be someone’s father. But at the same time, it annoys me how much I keep thinking about whether I’ll be a better father than him or not.”
I blinked. Him? Is he talking about his father? He’s worried about that?
“That’s well…weirdly expressive?” I sat up, hands reaching down to rake through his messy brown strands. He leaned in to the touch, arms hugging around my back. I smiled slightly, “I’m not sure what to say to that, but if you’re already worried about such things, then…I think you’ll be a perfectly fine father.”