Absinthe

Chapter 51: All In

I was planning to sleep late since it was a Sunday, and do nothing but watch movies projected to the wall, for as long as I could even if my skins gets all wrinkly inside the Jacuzzi. 

I admit that I just came back from some sort of vacation in the mountain provinces, but with all that drama and all the activities we have had, I don't think that qualifies as rest and relaxation.

But then Jiwoo happened. And all of my plans for a lazy yet blissful Sunday went down the drain.

"What time is it? And how did you get there?" I asked, still groggy from sleep.

"I met Derrick at the lobby. He just got home, I guess. He let me in." Jiwoo said. "And it's half past four."

"Jesus Christ, Jiwoo... The sun's not out yet. What do you want?"

I closed my eyes again in an effort to ignore him. If he wanted to sleep beside me, I couldn't care less. He can do what he wants if he just let me go back to sleep. But then I felt his lips close in on my forehead. Warmth spread from where our skins touched and slowly crept outwards to my ears.

And his lips were on my nose and my face just kept getting hotter.

And then they were in my lips. Fuck! If he forces his tongue in, he'd smell my breath! I pushed Jiwoo and quickly sat myself straight, my back against the head board and my hand over my mouth.

"I hate you!" I said, my voice still loud despite coming from between my fingers.

Jiwoo flashes me his stupid smile again, and proceeds to shuffle my hair. "Let's go to the wet market."

"What?" Seriously though, I didn't think I was up for whatever Jiwoo was planning. "No way. I'm going back to sleep."

Jiwoo's hand shot towards my armpits and he began to tickle me, making rapid up and down motions with his fingers, then descending down in circles to my ribcage. Being more sensitive than average, I stood no chance and was soon begging for Jiwoo to stop.

Jiwoo wiped the tears from the edges of my eyes and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead.

"Get dressed. Nothing fancy. Come on, it's going to be fun. I'll cook you something extra amazing for lunch using whatever we'll buy today."

I absent-mindedly scratched the back of my head and forced myself to get out of bed. I could see Jiwoo watching me from the corner of my eyes as I exited the room and headed for the shower, muttering loud enough for the asshole to hear that I think going out at this bloody hour is insane.

I love showers and long luxurious baths, but since I was sleepy as fuck and virtually had zero strength in my system to scrub here and there, I was barely five minutes in when I stepped out, already done. I also didn't think I was awake enough to follow my 12-step skin care routine, so I donned myself in a towel, instead of my usual bathrobe. I didn't really think too much about it but I soon found out that it was a big mistake.

I was supposed to get dressed up in my dressing room, but being literally half-dead with sleepiness despite having showered already, I went back straight to my bedroom, barely registering Jiwoo sitting at the edge of my bed. I let the towel fall off to the floor and collapsed face first into the soft mattress.

Which means that my cute and sexy butt (Yes, Faye said my butt was cute and sexy, so that wasn't just boasting on my part.) was exposed for the taking.

And Jiwoo took it.

I felt Jiwoo's full weight on top of me as well as a particular hardness rubbing against my butt cheeks. Jiwoo was wearing jeans but I could still feel its hard outline pressing against my skin.