50 IsM SMITTEN (1/2)
Light rays were streaming down my face, a nice welcome in the morning.
I felt Minho's steady breathing on my neck, a constant reminder that he's here with me, and I'm so damn lucky. His arms are around me, warm and comforting.
I rolled over, so that I would be facing him. He may have woken from my movement because he grabbed my head and shoved my face into his chest.
”Stop moving baby. It's still too early.”
I pouted and smacked his chest. ”I'm hungry.”
He put his leg on top of me and said, ”No. More minutes. Still so sleepy. Sleep again.”
”But I'm hungry. I can't go back to sleep. I feel so alive.”
His head moved to peer down at me. God those eyes, so beautiful. And his voice this early, so arousing. Whew, way to being wholesome, girl.
”What would it take you to go back to sleep, huh?”
”Hmmm. I'm sorry. I really can't.”
”Okay, let's do it the other way. What makes you sleepy?”
”Hmmm. I guess being full, like after eating so many. And maybe when its cold, or warm or dark. And I think when I'm super tired.”
”Then, I shall tire you until sleep descends upon you.”
My eyes widened. ”What are you planning Minho?”
He smiled evilly. Oh my god. What did I do to Minho? Minho, evil smile? No freaking way. But here I am, face to face with that Minho.
I gulped. ”Okay.” I said slowly. ”Let's go back to sleep. What time would you like to wake up?”
”Oh? Cassidy backing down?”
”Urgh. Whatever let's sleep.”
He laughed. And then, ”As you wish, milady.”
And what do you know, I slept immediately.
***
Weeks passed by blissfully. My living arrangement with Minho was superb. I loved it. I'm thinking of proposing to him but I guess its still too early. Should I even do that? I believe I do. Minho's such a turtle.
One tuesday morning, during breakfast, Minho broke out a sad news to me.
”Cassidy, baby?”
”Hmmmm?” I still can't get used to him calling me baby.
”My team snagged a project. And-”
”Wow! That's so good! Congratulations baby.” And I picked up his name for me, apparently.
He smiled, a genuine smile but then was gone immediately.
”And there's a but. Okay! I'm ready of whatever that might be. Shoot.”