There was no class today, which was already strange enough. But what was even more unusual was my situation.
"Wah!" I screamed as I clung to him even tighter, my arms wrapping around his waist like a lifeline.
So? It's just Aki. Yeah, I'm at his condo because, well, he kidnapped me.
"You're scared too," Aki whispered, his voice low and teasing.
"Sperm," I muttered under my breath, my nerves getting the better of me. Aki burst out laughing.
I could barely function. The horror movie we were watching, with all the lights off, was too much for me. Damn it, I was so terrified I felt like I was about to pee myself.
"Aki?" I murmured, still clinging to him like my life depended on it.
"Hm?" he replied, as calm as ever.
"I—I need to pee," I stammered, my voice cracking as tears threatened to spill.
"Then go pee in the bathroom," he said. I weakly punched his chest, frustrated at how relaxed he was.
"Come with me," I begged, my pride long gone.
"You can go on your own," he countered.
"Please?"
"Nope."
"Come on, please!"
"I still don't want to, Tinnie," he said, amused by my desperation.
"Anthony Kiel Cruise," I began dramatically. Baby, honey, my love is so sweet. Please, I'm about to burst here!"
Wait. What did I say? Did I call him honey, my love, so sweet? Ugh, gross.
"Fine, I'll come with you, honey, my love, so sweet," he said, chuckling at my ridiculous plea.
I swear, I wanted to disappear into the floor. What kind of embarrassing nonsense was that?
He finally exited the bed, and we went to the bathroom.
"Go in," he said, motioning toward the door.
"No," I shot back, shaking my head firmly.
"Tinnie, don't be ridiculous. Just go in."
"No way. You have to come inside with me. I'm scared!"
He let out a sigh of exasperation. "Fine."
I grabbed his arm and dragged him inside with me.
"Don't you dare look back, or I swear I'll punch you," I warned.
"Okay, okay," he said, his back to me as he stood there like a human shield.
Finally, I could pee peacefully, but my face turned crimson as my thoughts wandered to inappropriate meanings for things like flatscreens and melons. Ugh, I hated myself for remembering those stupid jokes.
"Tinne, are you done yet?" Aki asked, still facing away from me.
"Uh—" the lights suddenly went out before I could respond.
"Wah!" I screamed and bolted out of the bathroom, my shorts still undone in my panic.
Behind me, I could hear Aki laughing like a maniac. "HAHAHAHA!"
"You're the worst!" I shouted, punching his chest in frustration.
"HAHA—" His laughter abruptly stopped when he noticed me fumbling to fix my shorts, particularly my zipper, which had broken in my rush.
"Did it break?" he asked, crouching down to inspect the damage.
"Yes, thanks to you," I huffed.
Before I could stop him, he moved closer and knelt before me. "Let me fix it."
"Don't bother," I said, pushing him away, but he ignored me and worked on the zipper anyway.
I bit my lip, trying to suppress the embarrassment bubbling up inside me.
"There. All done," he said, standing back up.
Just as I was about to thank him, he leaned in and kissed me out of nowhere.
"T-thank you…" I stuttered, completely caught off guard.
"Tinnie?"
"Y-yeah?"
With a quiet, solemn voice, he declared, "I'm going to own you now."
With my heart thumping in my chest, I took a deep gulp.
"Am I unable to stop you?" I asked, hardly raising my voice above a whisper.
"No, you are unable to. And this will hurt," he stated in a firm tone.
I inhaled deeply as my mind raced. Was I prepared for this? To offer myself entirely to him? We had no label at all. It would likely be vague and unclear if we did, like "I don't know."
But then I remembered what I had once told him: "Kiss me. I don't care if it hurts."
And so, he did.
I didn't know what would happen next or where this would lead us, but I just hoped for the best. for now