Chapter 24: Hot Choco

Hot Choco

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I want to slap myself for thinking about something so dirty and now my eyes were still glued on him. Shaking my head, I tried to forget about it and continued checking him out instead.

What can I say? He's hot.

I continued to relish at the sight without noticing that he was still standing there for a while now, displaying and flexing himself at me. He playfully smirked at me and so I raised my hands and covered my eyes.

"Put on some clothes, please." I scolded him. I peeked through my fingers as I watch him making his way to the closet. He got out a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts, also his underwear, and went inside the comfort room again.

I lay on the bed, silently cursing myself for doing something so sinful. "Omg, Kira. You little shit. Now he'll think that he is so hot that his whole body is burning in lava." Well, it's true though but he doesn't need to know. Ugh, gurl, what am I even doing here? It somehow reminds me of a movie where I'd be waiting for him until he's done taking a bath, and then, the next thing that would happen is that something would happen to them. Pinning down the other to anywhere, mostly on the bed. Or I don't know, just something that little kids like me shouldn't be seeing, or knowing.

I sat up as quickly as Flash when the door of the bathroom shrieked open. The first thing that I have noticed was Neal's eyes that were a bit droopy and his hair was still a dampened mess.

I hope he didn't hear me. But I guess that even if he did, he looked so sleepy that he will just ignore it.

"Achoo!" I flinched when he suddenly sneezed. Shit, I thought that he would scare me about hearing everything I said about him but gladly, no. But still, hearing him sneeze is a pretty bad thing as he would catch a cold if I don't do anything quick! 

Without a second thought, I got up and grabbed a dry towel inside the drawer cabinet. I held him by the arm and pushed him down at the bed. He seemed quite shocked about what I just did but didn't complain anyway and stayed silent.

I moved closer to him and stood in between his thighs. I tried to make myself a bit comfortable before unfolding the towel and putting it on his head, placing it properly so that the drops of water flowing down on his hair wouldn't fall to the bed. "Your hair is still very damp and you are starting to sneeze. Do you want to get sick?" I scolded him. He stared at me and let out a breathy laugh,

"Sure. If that means that you can be my babysitter and take care of me."  

"Oh, my. Don't be ridiculous." He's crazy. Maybe this is the effect of going out to play in the rain. I'll have to remember it next time to just stay inside and play something else instead-if ever something like this would happen and I wanted to have fun.

Shaking my head, I focused on drying up his hair. I want to make sure that it was really dry so I did it as slow as possible. The manly scent from him was addicting that I had to move far away to avoid getting weird and suspicious or, move closer to him to smell it even more. His light golden brown hair looked so silky and shiny that I wanted to run my fingers to it. 

I ignored how intense his stare was but as time ticks, it made me more uncomfortable. It was as if he had found something in me that was worth to gaze at, that I don't like- that I hated. But what is that? The question remains a question. 

My whole body started to tense up more and my hands started to sweat. His face was an inch away from leveling mine thus I can almost clearly see how his tantalizing emerald green orbs wandered around my face. 

"Can you stop looking?" If only you know how uncomfortable I am right here! I can feel myself melting just with his gaze.

"Should I stare at your hills, instead?" What. The. Hell. This guy! But I'm quite glad that I wasn't as tense as I was a while ago. Thanks to his playful and perverted remarks.

"Pervert!" Using the face towel, I covered his eyes and frowned. He just smirked teasingly at me and sneezed again.

I giggled at him. His sneeze was like the sniffle of a little child and it was adorable. 

"Let's go down, I'll make some hot choco." I smiled at him. He removed the face towel that was covering his eyes and stood up. I then, walked out of the room first, Neal following just behind me.

We went to the kitchen. He sat on one of the chairs and waited while I was making hot choco for the both of us.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. It was around six in the evening and it's already very dark outside. We probably spent a lot of time in the rain that we didn't even notice the time and even until now, the rain hasn't stopped.

"No. How about you?"

"Not really." There was silence. I sat across him and gave him his mug. We sat there quietly while drinking our hot choco, just plainly listening to the relaxing raindrops and getting warmed up with each other's presence.

I stared at the empty mug that I was holding when I spoke something that was wanting to get out of my mind,

"You know what, you are like signage."

"Signage? What kind of signage?" He asked curiously.

"The 'back off' sign."

"And why is that?" He raises his eyebrow and leaned forward, thrilled with what I'd say next.

"Because no matter how the person wants to stay away from you and avoid you, they would just get pulled back right in and...well, they can't help it and just break the rules."