Chapter 36：A long night. (2/2)

… But, this. This acceptance and open-mindedness from Jett.

It's everything—anyone—could ever hope for—wish for—when it comes to the people they love most.

It is something I am and will be eternally thankful for. I bet that he can't even imagine, just, how much more I love him because of this.

Tonight, Jett has managed to break through the last of, what used to be, a wall, that's been faithfully protecting me all this time.

With intense gratitude, I move towards him and start to raise my arms a little. With each step I take, I lift them up a bit higher.

As I get close enough, my hands start to wrap around his back. My arms enclose him inside my embrace. I end up crying into his shoulder, which shocks him instead.

”Wh-What's wrong?! Wait! I don't think I said anything that bad, did I?”

”No. Not at all.”

”Then, why?!”

”... I'm... just really happy.”

”I've cried from happiness before as well, but this doesn't seem like it, you know. This type of crying is weird for someone that's supposed to be happy. You're pretty much sobbing right now!”

”Sh-Shut up! I-I'm just THAT... happy… okay?!”

”Alright... Alright... Shh...”

Jett wraps one arm around my back as I continue to hold onto him. I sniffle as he continues to rub the back of my head gently.

”... Tsk. I forgot to tell that bastard to fuck off earlier. Why was he even calling you a 'Goddess' or whatever, anyway?” He puts some distance between us to get a closer look at my face. ”Did I even hear that, right? Or did my ears play tricks on me for almost being blinded from extreme jealousy?”

I lift my arm to rub the back of my neck out of annoyance.”... I don't know! Screw that guy!”

Sighing, I close my eyes and spit out, ”I'm guessing he has just discovered he's some kind of masochist and wants me to be his Master or something. Urgh!” I still shudder at the thought when his eyes were being filled with an intense perversion for me.

”… Anyway, let's go someplace else. Do you have anywhere in mind?” I make my way towards the door and get stopped before I even took a few more steps.

He twirls my body around, and I meet a face that's full of puzzlement. ”… What do you mean? Are we seriously leaving? I thought you booked this place so we could use it?”

”… And… that, we did?” I wince and look away, trying to hide my embarrassment.

”Hmm… so… you were testing me, huh?” Jett's voice goes low, and his head slumps downward.

Uh oh. Is he mad?!?!?! IS HE?!

”Wa-Wait, Jett! I didn't mean to do it… for a bad reason, or—whatever—you know…! It's just I—”

”It's just you… what?”

”Ahhh!!! I'm SORRY! I just had to know once and for all, okay?”

”… Oh?” He slowly lifts his head, but I could barely read his reaction.

”I-I'm sorry, Jett. It's honestly not that I don't trust you. My dreams were just driving me crazy from all the anxiety, and I just had to fix that an—”… Okay. What am I even saying?

Of course, on some level, I still had some trust issues, but it's mostly because we have yet to do anything remotely non-vanilla.

Anyway, I'm already… QUITE HONESTLY… VERY satisfied with this already.

”Okay, I'll be honest. I'm so sorry, Jett. Yes, I had to see some kind of proof OR reaction, I guess. I feel so guilty though… Is there any way I can make it up to you? I'll do anything!” I cling to his shirt and plead with him to show me some mercy.

Let me get away with this. Just this once, it is more than enough for me!

”Anything, huh…? Well, there's not much I want. Maybe just…” He shifts where he has been facing and is now looking towards the shelving units we saw earlier.

”It'd just be a waste, you know? We'd be leaving ALL of this cool stuff behind. You even took the time to research this. Even spent quite a bit of money, right?” Jett continues while being barely able to hide the smirk in his expression.

”There's probably a room with a proper bed even, right?” His line of sight moves towards a somewhat inconspicuous looking room towards the back.

With a sly grin, he makes a knowing look back at me.

… Oh no. Did I just… He tricked me just now, didn't he?!

I pout a little, and squint my eyes at him from annoyance. Slowly, the corner of my lip begins to lift upward into a smirk.

This person—he got me in the most cliche way possible: Hook, Line, and Sinker.

Heh.

It's okay. Jett deserves it. He deserves anything and everything. As much devotion he has given me, I'd like to return it—in my own way—even twofold.

”Oh yeah? So you want to try some of these, huh?” I decide to play along and grab his hand as we make our way towards the shelves.

We grin at each other and know instinctively that we'll have a very long night ahead of us.