Chapter 33

Thankfully, like Jaewook said, it's been much easier to see each other this week. Apparently, this week his mother is more like she used to be when he was young since the threat of his father is gone. She hasn't pestered him for leaving the house or even for texting me. So now, as I curl up in every blanket I can find on this stupidly cold evening, I text him without worry. D: Jaewookieee JW: yeah? D: our heater stopped working :( JW: really? Are you sure? D: yes I'm sure. It's broken and the landlord hasn't responded to our email JW: oh D: oh JW: but it's going to be cold tonight D: you think I don't know? I'm going to freeze tonight :( JW: wait I'm almost home D: k Nearly five minutes later the front door opens, and I don't have to guess who it is since my brother works tonight. I peer up from my bundle of blankets on the old couch. Jaewook walks towards me and holds my head before kissing my forehead. "Where's the heater?" I point to the giant machine up on the wall. I click the remote control but unsurprisingly nothing happens. "It's been like this since yesterday, but at least it wasn't that cold last night. I thought it could be fixed for today, but I guess not." "I'll ask the landlord to get someone to fix it." "We already kakaoed him." "Uh, yeah my father knows him so he responds quicker to us," he says while typing on his phone. "Oh..." I watch him tap on his phone for a while, wondering why the landlord would put their priority over us, even if he does know his dad. Then again, they are rich after all, that helps with many things. I pick up Podo who is also cuddled into the blankets and scratch his head. "How's our little Podo hmm? Have you been exercising? Are you losing any weight?" I weigh him in my arms. I turn my head to the side and intake a huff of air through my teeth. "It doesn't feel like you're any lighter." I lift him up so he's face-to-face with me. "Podo, let's get healthy together okay?" Jaewook snickers in the background. "Do you always baby-talk to your cat?" He kneels down and scratches the cat's ears. "Yeah, of course." "Why don't you baby-talk to me," he teases, a silly smile on his mouth. I put Podo down and hold onto Jaewook's face instead. "Oh so now you want to be treated like a baby hmm? Do you want me to hand feed you and give you belly scratches too?" He nods his head cutely as I scratch underneath his chin. Then I slap his arm. "Yeah right." I walk away, still wrapped in my blankets, and head to my room which is even colder than the rest of the place. Jaewook follows silently. I look back at him in confusion. "What are you doing, go home it's late." He continues to walk towards me and sighs once he sits on my bed. "I'm staying," he simply says. "What? No you're not." "How else are you going to stay warm tonight?" He says this with a suggestive smile, his hands grabbing mine and pulling me closer to him so that his knees touch my own. "You needy boy, get out," I point at the door. He begins to pout and tugs at my hands. He whines softly and shakes his head as he gives me his best impression of a five-year-old. I bite my lip as a smile tries to break through. He's so adorable, how can I not smile. "Fine! But you're wearing pants this time." "Aw but you know what they say, body heat is best transmitted through skin-to-skin contact." "I will change my mind." "Okay I'll wear pants," he mumbles in defeat. "Uh," he looks around. "Can I borrow your brother's pants then? I can't sleep in jeans and I told my mom I was at a friends house tonight." He says with a fake laugh. "You planned your stay here already did you?" I tsk at him before leaving my room. I return with a pair of sweatpants. Hopefully, he doesn't come home tonight so that I can sneak them in the wash in the morning and put them away before he notices. "He's really tall so they might be big," I say as I hold them out in front of me. "Hey, I'm tall too," he says defensively. "Sure you are," I fake a scoff as I throw them at him. Already in my pajamas—the warmest pair I could find—I climb under my cold sheets. Jaewook takes his shirt off and then begins unbuttoning his pants. "Hey! Not right in front of me, there's a bathroom for a reason." He turns around to look at me with wide eyes. "What? You've seen me naked already." I groan as he smiles at me. I mean, he isn't wrong. He successfully gets his jeans off and begins to pull on the sweats. Why are his abs so perfect? How can this twerp have such a nice body? He walks towards the bed and climbs on. He eyes me mischievously as he climbs over my blanket covered body. I pull the covers up over my nose as I watch him. He hovers above my face before kissing my mouth over the blankets. He moves up again and pushes the blankets down. Now he kisses my mouth directly. "Woah, you can't just go in with tongue like that right away," I say as I pull away. "Why not?" "Girls need to be coerced, lured, warmed up." "Lured huh?" He says before diving in for my neck. I squeak and clench his head between my neck and collarbones. "Hey! Calm down you horny boy." "I'm just trying to warm you up." His bunny-like teeth show as he smiles at me. "Get under the sheets," I order him. He complies, moving into the space beside me. His muscular arms cover over my belly and he pulls me so that my back is against his torso. "Can I permanently take the role of being big spoon? Even though I'm younger." "Have you seen your arms lately? They're the size of my goddamn face. Yes you can be big spoon, you already have been every time you come here anyway." "I like your small pretty face," he says while cuddling against me like a child. "Hey! The butt is off limits." I turn my head to yell at him when his sneaky hands hold onto my bottom. "Aw," he pouts as his hands move back up and around my front. The punk places his hands over my breasts now. "You little—" I turn around abruptly to face him. His face is crinkled in silent laughter as my flustered face observed him. I grab his sly hands and hold them in front of me. "These things, they need to learn to stay in their place." "But they are in their place. Remember? They belong on you," he says this huskily. I guffaw at him as I grow red in heat. "Im Jaewook, I will kick you out if you don't behave like a good boy, got it?" An evil smile forms on his lips as his eyes squint. "Good boy? Am I a good boy?" "No! You're a bad boy, the worst I've ever met." "I think I found what turns me on—aside from your ass." I hit him in the chest and he laughs. "I swear to god if you don't stop—" "So now that I've brought you to bed again," he begins to kiss up my jawline, "What do you say we—" "Ah, ah! Nope! I'm on my period you hormonal monster." "Oh," he immediately pulls away. "Are you okay? Does anything hurt?" "No, I'm just even colder than usual." "I remember when you had bad stomach pain." "Cramps. I don't get them anymore since I started taking the pill again." "The pill?" He looks at me, confused for a moment. "Like birth control?" "Yes, it actually helps with a lot of things, mostly period related or acne." He looks away and nods his head in understanding. He looks back at me, a new smirk growing. "Wait, so that means we don't need to use protection next time." "Hey!" I whisper-shout, just in case someone hears, someone being his mother. "I don't care if it has a 99.7% success rate, I'm not taking that 0.3% chance Jae, it's my body and my uterus does not want a fetus growing inside it anytime soon." He crinkles his nose, "gees when you say it like that—why must you turn everything into a biology class?" "Whatever it takes to get the horniness out of you." "It'll take more than that," he jokes with a silly wide smile. "Oh really? Do you want to watch some educational childbirth videos?" "No!" He nearly jumps and falls off the bed before I grab his arms in time. "Shush!" I say between my laughter. His butt is already hanging off the bed as he tries to pull himself back onto it with his legs and arms. "Don't ever threaten me with that again," he mumbles while successfully getting back onto the small mattress. "Good to know, I now know what I need to do in the future." His bottom lip protrudes as he looks at me sadly. "Noona's being mean." "Nu-uh baby, I'm just being rational." I poke the tip of his nose with my finger and smile when he blinks in reaction. He looks at me with a grin as his fingers move some of my loose hair behind my ear. "Go to sleep, okay? I'll keep you warm." His voice is serious now as he watches me with a protective gaze. And while in his arms, feeling his undying gaze on me, I can feel his attachment to me more than ever before. He is so enraptured by me, so focused on me, that it's hard to imagine him caring about much else. I can only hope he doesn't become too attached because I can't imagine what he would feel if this didn't work out in the end. But then again, I hope I don't get too attached either.