"No. No. Absolutely not! Why did you even ask me that, Raibh? Jesus Christ, I don't have the mind for any kind of romance. Definitely not with that ahjussi," I gasped.
["It'sssssss jussssst that the day before yesssssterday, when you were talking to him, assssssking him hissssss Korean name, and if he trusssssssted you, your emotionssssss were not… friendly. Your body reacted differently to him than to any other, even Lok assssssked me that. He sssssssaid you ssssseemed romantically drawn to the tattooed tall mussssssscled pretty human. That'sssssss Dai-Jin. Lok called you sssssexually attracted to that human."]
"What the hell?" I cried embarrassed, feeling the entire length of my skin burn. "You can tall humans feelings and intentions to that extent?"
["I'm not that good yet. I'm ssssssstill learning, but Lok issssss an experienced elder raven on thissssss, he can tell in depth. The ravenssss are better at ssssssetting human emotionssssss apart than my kin. They are a highly intelligent race compared to the othersssss, ssssssso much they can even ssssssspeak with humanssssss to a ssssssmall extent if they think they're worthy, or if they need to. They just need to learn the human language in quesssssstion."]
"I… I don't feel anything romantic for that ahjussi. I mean, yeah, my body did feel attracted to his, because he's handsome, and tall, and I hate to say this, but his mocking sarcastic way to speak is really, really, enticing. Even his condescendence is charming. But I don't feel like having anything romantic with anyone, definitely not serious, not after what Drago did, and all the other three. I…" sigh, "I don't know if I'll ever be able to even trust another person with my heart, romantically speaking, ever again. I'm too hurt for that shit."
["He alsssssssso did,"] they added and I froze. ["Dai-Jin felt the sssssssame way you did. He'sssss attracted to you. A lot. A real lot. I don't like humansssssss, but Dai-Jin isssss… peculiar. Ssssstrong and deadly like no humansssssss normally are. He givessssss me the feeling of a predator, and that I respect, even for a human. I won't kill him if he triesssssss sssssomething with you, ssssssince you want it too."]
"What?" I chuckled anxiously. "He's not attracted to me."
["He issssss. I think he wassssss even more attracted to you than you to him, Missssssy. That human was emanating what you humansssss call tessssstosssssterone, and he wassssss looking at you with hunger."]
"Jesus Christ, I don't want to know. Don't tell me that. I don't want to think about him, definitely not like that. If I do, I won't be able to stop thinking about him, until I have him under me, or pining me in a bed. And that would be a recipe for disaster, because I don't think I would be able to stop in just one taste," I blurted, my voice low as if I was telling a secret, almost a whisper. "And he's appa's best friend's oldest son. There would be no running away from his pretty ass."
["Why not jusssssst be physsssssical?"]
"Raaaaaaaibh!" I growled frustrated.
["Don't you want to copulate with that pretty human?"]
I burst out laughing. Jesus, I burst out laughing like I haven't done in almost a fucking year, so much that I had to scrunch on the ground to hold my belly that began to hurt from the laughter. "Copulate…" I cried with the tears of laughter, genuine, pure, in it's rawest state. "Oh man."
["I… I thought that wasssss how you humansssss called it. Am I wrong? Can you teach me how issssss it?"] Ugh, why are they so cute?
It took me more five minutes to recuperate from the outburst, and I was still struggling to breath when I spoke again, "Having sex. Fucking. You say 'you wanna have sex with them' or 'you want to fuck them'. That is more used than…" I shook with the new wave of laughter. "Copulating."
["Ssssssso, you wanna fuck him?"]
Again, I felt to my knees laughing, "Kawaiiiiiii," I giggled.
["What doessssss that word mean, Missssssy?"]
"Cute in Japanese," I coughed, trying to get a hold of myself. "God, it's been a while since I laughed like this, thank you, Raibh."
["But do you wanna have sssssssex with him?"] Well, that way sounds better on their tongue, with the prolonged S, than 'Fuck'.
"No," I grabbed the towel from the hanger I had left on, and began to dry my body. "I mean, I don't know. I sure do feel like making out with him. Making out meaning kissing and getting touchy. But I don't feel like risking it yet. Jesus, if I did tried to be just physical with him and he fell in love with me, it would be disastrous."
["Threaten him, sssssssay that if he fall, I'll kill him!"]
That got a laugh out me, "Damn, Raibh, you're the coolest. But as attractive as that sounds, humans emotions don't work like that. We don't decide who to fall, when, or not to fall, it just happens. And we do stupid things when that happens. I know myself enough to know that I'm a ticking bomb when it comes to that, it awakens the arsonist in me every time I get cheated on, and I can tell he's just as dangerous. Which should push me farther away from him, but unfortunately, I'm mentally ill and danger only attracts me."
["Then don't fuck him. But can you not fuck him though?"]
I covered my mouth not to laugh again, "I have control okay?"
["Do you?"] The doubt in their voice was so obvious, I gasped.
"Raaaaaaibh!" I whined pouting. "Let me be delusional on this."
["Okay, then you have everything under control,"] they mocked.
"It's like talking to myself," I gasped, turning to the wide mirror over the sink. "Are you a snake or a serpent, Raibh? I've been calling you a serpent, but is there a difference?" I asked, beginning my second skincare.
["All sssssserpentssssss hissssssss, but not all ssssssnakessss hissssss. Not all ssssssnakessss are sssssserpentssssss,"]
"But all serpents are snakes?" I finished.
["Yessssssss. I'm a ssssssssnake and alssssso a sssssssserpent. Sssssnakessss englobe all of it, sssssso it'sssss more ussssssed by your kind. Sssssserpentssssss are an older and more formal term."]
"Which term do you prefer to be recognized as?"
["Sssssserpent!"]
"I like that one better too. So, I'm able to talk to all snakes?"
["Yesssssss, not only sssssserpentssssss. All of usssss!"]
A smile curled up my lips, "Even the big ones?"
By the mirror I could tell they were with the same mischievous grin I had dancing on my lips, ["Even the big onesssssss."]
"Cool," I grinned, turning to my reflex again. "I'm awesome."
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"Raibh, stay here, okay? You told me they end up giving you seven chickens, so, sleep and digest your food. I'll be safe," I told them, putting the hair dryer down, after finalizing my wavy hip-length raven hair, and starting to make two small braids to tie them together behind my hair.
I opted for a phtalo green gym top with no sleeves and a turtle-neck, and matching high-waist skorts, with short cashmere black socks and the Jimmy Choo green heeled fluffy slippers. For make up I only did my phtalo green eyeliner that deepens my siren eyes look, a bit of mascara in my long thick lashes, my waterline in white, and a cherry red lip tint.
My Bulgari Serpenti gold earrings, necklace, anklet, and ring too.
Lastly, my favorite Carolina Herrera fragrance, Good Girl, the Gold Fantasy edition, that has notes of jasmine, tuberose crystal, velvet almond, tonka bean, cocoa, and coffee bean. I guess I do smell like coffee a bit. It's not my all-time ultimate favorite eau de parfum, but it's one of them.
["I wasssssss already going to sssssstay. I know you're sssssafe in here, with them. Bessssssidesssss, the ratsssssss in the wallssssss will keep watch over you, Misssssssssy. I will sssssstay here and ssssssleep. I may be out for a week, maybe two."]
"Okay, rest well. Thank you for coming to me, Raibh," I came to where they were resting curled up in the chair at the left of my bed, and petted the top of their head softly. "It means a lot."
["You mean a lot to me too, Misssssssssy,"] they whispered.
Petting them for a minute longer, I stepped away when I noticed they had fallen asleep, then I put the slippers on and went to the door right when a knock came from it and I froze. Swallowing, I walked towards it and gathering all of my courage to interact with humanity, I opened it up, only to be met with a wide sculpted chest marked by a compression black shirt, and when my eyes went up, and up, and up, and up to meet the culprit, I instantly knew who it was.
As if the addicting leathery amber with vanilla and patchouli scent that emanates from all pores of his porcelain skin weren't enough for me to know exactly who is standing in front of me without even having to look.
"Ahjussi," I glared up at him, almost breaking my fucking neck.
He has no business being this tall.