We both went out of the club, and I saw the stern look on Edison's face. That was weird! But I shouldn't judge them, right? After all, my mother became someone else's 'other woman'. We both went inside and I saw how stressed Edison looked. I held his hand.

 

 

"I'm sorry. It was my fault. I think I made them drink too much." I said apologetically.

"No, it's not your fault. It's just..." He looked away, but turned back to me. "I knew about Sulli and Minho, it's just that... I did not expect what happened back there."

"Wait... You knew?"

"Well, it's not like they told me or I caught them or anything. They're just too obvious. And I'm pretty sure Sehun knows already, too." He just said casually.

Unbelievable! "And you're okay with it?" I don't want to sound like I'm coming clean, it's just that... is a different thing.

"That's not my problem. That's theirs. And besides, let's not talk about them. Are we still in 'that' stage?" I swear, if I could melt, I already melted with his strong gaze.

"W-what do you mean?" I stuttered.

"I mean..." He cupped my cheeks and kissed my nose. "Are we back together? Or..."

I closed my eyes and smiled. "Take a guess."

"Ugh!" He groaned. "I told you, stop being too y when we're alone!" He said and kissed my lips violently.

 

 

I could barely breath, but I found myself enjoying his kisses. I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck, caressing his hair, then my fingers played with his head. I love kissing this man. Do I have to say it outloud? I think this is enough proof that I can't live without him anymore. That my body is so dependent, and that I don't want him to leave me.

 

 

I felt his hand caressing my back. I moaned a little, but it didn't stop him from kissing me. As our kisses went deeper, he suddenly pulled out and sat straight. I looked at him, and he was panting. What's wrong?

 

 

"What?" I asked.

"We might end up doing it here." He said and groaned. Heh, even his groan is y.

"Let's just go home." After I said that, I saw a massive grin on Edison's face. "Not what you're thinking!"

"Okay, okay!" He shot both his hands up, and gave my nose one kiss. "Let's just go home."

 

 

 

*

 

 

Is this our home now? I mean, he's been sleeping here a lot. He says he likes it here because it's closer to his school. I don't know why, but whenever he says let's go home, I think twice which home he's talking about, and when we arrive here, in my house, it makes my heart flutter. He thinks this is his second home.

 

 

I went to the kitchen and drank some of the leftover beer. I casually drank beer when I couldn't sleep well. But, since tomorrow is my day-off, I think I can go drunk tonight. He looked at me in disbelief and smiled. He took some of the water from the fridge and took a glass. He drank the water, and I saw his adam's apple move like there's a rhythm. I swear he's y as .

 

 

I brushed off the thought and drank the beer in one shot. I also drank some water, then went inside my room to get changed. I heard him say something like he'll get something in his car. I took off my dress, and I looked for comfortable clothes.

 

 

I was taken aback when I felt him hug me from behind. What's gotten into him? I looked at him, and I felt his breath onto my skin. The only thing I'm wearing right now are my undies, and he's hugging me. I'm shirtless, for goodness sake! He's shirtless, too. But... No. Not now. I faced him, and kissed his lips.

 

 

"Let me get changed, please?" I pleaded.

"Let's play a game." He suddenly said out of nowhere. I stayed quiet, waiting for this 'game'. "Let's try not wearing something while sleeping."

I laughed at how cheeky he is! "Stupid!"

"No, I'm serious. But for both our sake, you wear a shirt, just no bottoms. I'll only wear boxers."

I kept on laughing, but agreed. I don't know how he talked me into this! It's stupid, but even I said yes.

 

 

 

We both lied down, almost . Well, at least he is. I faced him, and he was staring at me. I smiled at him, I was staring at him, too. Is forever too much to ask for? Because if it isn't, I wish we'd stay like this forever. He was still staring at me, like I'd disappear if he even blinked.

 

 

"What?" I had to ask.

"Nothing. I just like looking at you." He said casually.

 

 

I don't know why, but this moment feels so surreal. I don't know if this is still reality, or am I dreaming. Ever since I started loving Edison, I couldn't distinguish fantasy from reality anymore. He's too good to be true, and yet, he's mine.

 

 

 

I leaned closer to him and hugged him. I jokingly smelled his chest. I felt his hand on my back. We're basically hugging each other to sleep. But I don't mind. As long as it's him. As long as it's Edison, and no one else, then I'm fine. He's definitely for keeps.

 

 

*

 

 

I woke up to the sound of clanging utensils. What's going on? I wore my bathrobe and went outside. I swear I can kill anyone if I must just to protect myself. But I was surprised to see Edison's back. He's cooking something. I checked it out, and I think he noticed me before I even got closer. He smiled at me and kissed my nose.

 

 

"Sorry. Did I wake you up?" He asked.

"It's okay." I looked at the food in the frying pan. Looks nice."

"Well, I finally figured out that your favorite breakfast is bacon!" He said sarcastically and laughed. "So I cooked you some hotdogs for a change."

"Thanks for the massive change, Ed." I said in a sarcastic tone. "It means a lot to me."

"No worries." He just laughed and told me to sit down.

 

 

I ate the hotdogs, and he placed the pancakes on the table. If it was Kris, he'd argue with me, saying butter tastes better with pancakes. But Edison and I are so alike. We both love maple syrup on pancakes. I smiled at him.

 

 

"You like syrup, too?"

"Hmm. Yeah. I like it better that way." He said and three pancakes on my plate.

"Three?"

"I love you?" He said, and I laughed loudly.

"Wow! Are you this cheesy in the morning?" I joked.

"Only when I'm with you." He said and took my hand. "Hey..."

My laugh trailed off. I looked at the expression on his face. I'm not really sure if it's sadness or something. "Are we back again?"

 

 

Instead of saying a reply, I kissed his cheek quickly then smiled at him. "I thought I made that clear last night?"