Lay rubbed his eyes, yawning at how early he woke up. He wasn't the guy to wake up early and go to bed at 3. But his sleeping routine was massively distorted and the reason he predicted was not a different country but a girl from this different country. He pressed his shoulder and groaned. He needed a good sleep after the tiresome tournament ended but damn.... his body didn't accept the sleep mode, only preferring the excited one. He desired it to be now, right where he was laying. He wanted her right now with his exhausted but thrilled body. Who wants sex with that kind of body state? Him....

Rejecting the bad idea, he got off the bed and opened the wardrobe to grab a shirt. Before he could select one, his eyes darted to a slightly opened drawer. Thinking he might find something related to Remi, he opened the drawer and saw an envelop. Forgetting what his original need was, he begin stripping the envelope open as he sat on the floor crossing his legs. The envelop had many small paper notes with some sort of quotations written on them with really loose hand that he hardly understood what was written. He also found a pic of a really ugly guy who he presumed was Remi's boyfriend. This photograph was still better than what Uee showed him.
He knew this was against her privacy but he wanted not even a small corner of her left hidden and ignored. He wanted to strip every of her emotion to devour all of her within his soul. He wanted to know how much she loved the guy who dumped him and he knew Remi wouldn't love someone because of something that's materialistic. So, he begin reading the small chits.

Unfortunately, the only way to love you is from distance.

I still fall for you every second.

You're the smile to my lips, the beat to my heart.

I keep myself busy in things to do, but whenever I take a pause, its still you.

Someone knocked at the door. He quickly shoved the notes inside along with the photo and wrapped up the envelop, standing up and placing it back to the drawer. His heart beat was even more restless than his mind. Burying his nervousness, he ran to the door opened it to find Uee standing in front with a get up 'ready to go'.

"Where to?" Lay asked bluntly as he placed his hand over the wall.

"Going out, giving you some time alone with her." Uee winked and he huffed. "She's still sleeping and its 7:30. Can you believe? "

"Is it that unusual?"

"Kind of... oh well....I'll be late so...." She turned around. "Oh wait..." She turned back. "You're such a player. That good luck charm surely dazzled me."

"Ah sorry about that."

"No way ... that was amazing. Ok see you later."She smiled as she waved good bye.

It was 8 and Remi was still indulged in her dreams. Lay sneakingly entered the room and saw Remi sleeping on her bed, looking really calm and tired. He chuckled on how cute she could look in that state. He knew how broken this girl was, how her lover left her with loneliness and regret and how much she still loved and wanted him.

He wanted her too, desperately.

He walked over to the side of her bed and stood quietly there, hands in pockets, staring at her tired closed eyes, her under eye bags, her dull pale face and her lips, desperate too, for an affectionate kiss, not a coward one. He bent over to come into a better angle, viewing her more passionately.

"Remi?" He whispered affectionately.

Remi lifted her eye lashes with a slight smile. Her cherriness disappeared as soon as she realized that the guy in front of her, eyeing her, was Lay. She immediately hid her face with the blanket. "Get lost... how dare you?"

"Uee asked me to take care of you..."

"Oh no..." She yelled while getting up. "I am late."

"You're not going anywhere..." Lay firmly clasped her wrist.

She felt cramps in her whole body, which wasn't used to sleeping for this much hours. She groaned and fell back onto her pillow. Lay realized then how similar their conditions were but the reasons were different. Both were tired, one because of lack of sleep while other because of its excess.

He lovingly stroked away her hair strand.

"Don't touch me." She groaned again. "I am feeling even more tired now after that massage."

"Because you're not used to it."

"Who the hell are you to judge?" She asked so coldly that his mended heart again broke to many pieces.

"I-I am just trying to help." He complained with a shaky voice.

"Uh..." She frowned. "Sorry..."

He nodded as he moved back but she unintentionally grabbed his hand. He halted right then and stared into her eyes. She stared back and couldn't handle the severity of his strong stare. But before she could let go off his hand, he grabbed her hand back. She gulped and felt surrounded by an intense fear, not a fear of being destroyed but of being willingly destroyed. The feeling was so dangerous, that she tried to withdraw her hand but kept on failing. Both could feel the heat transfer through the touch. Her heart could jump out of her throat and he would devour it right that moment.

Lay read the fear dancing over her features and immediately let go off her hand. She took in a deep breath after the release. How could a single person be so harmless and dangerous at the same time?

"Sorry.... I----" Lay tried to apologize.

"No.... I ..... I am sorry. You can leave now."

"Remi..." He grabbed her hand softly. "You need to let out what you desire..."

She squinted her eyes.

"I mean .... tell me what you need and when you need me." He sat over the bed, hanging one leg down. "Hesitation would kill everything."

"And don't expectations kill too?"

"You need love." He muttered while glaring at her, interlocking his fingers with hers. She
withdrew her hand with the terror of being lost in the maze he set. But still, she lost the harsh words that were stored under her tongue.

"Tsk..." She broke the eye contact.

He stood up and walked to a distance, turning back to her,while pinning his back to the wall.

"Come to me." He opened his arms, spreading them wide for a hug.

"What the??"

"When did you last hug your boyfriend?"

"Never. He never hugged me."

Lay chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

"I really want to meet that guy someday. But for now, run to me and hug me tight." He seemed
to order her.

She sneered. "I don't expect that would help.... from a guy who can't even kiss properly, hiding his desire behind a pathetic good luck charm."

"You're hurting my ego."

"You took so much time realizing that."

"I am still not giving up."

"Huh.... you expect me to do what ever shit you say?"

"No... just this shit... just this one time."

She rolled her eyes and got out of the bed. His smile widened but he brought it back to normal, not letting his inner dirt being showed like this.

"And I am not running to you... ok?" She raised both her brows and continued her steps towards him.

"Haha .... yeah as you say."

She took real slow steps towards him and he could already see how warm she would be. His passion was becoming even more desperate. Her messy wavy long hair were so inviting and inciting that he would just lick 'em off her face. Finally after a long wait, she reached him. She looked straight into his eyes.

"What are you waiting for, hug me?" Lay raised a brow.

"So I am supposed to start??"

"Wear off your hesitation. Hug me like you're hugging yourself... with no cloth as separation.
Hug me like you own me." He whispered.

She wanted to say what? Wanted to ask why? But just wasn't too much thrilled to fight back his nonsense so she decided to get a not so thrilled hug but she didn't know his situation and nor did she realize her own condition. She had her bare legs on display and another fact that Lay didn't know was that she was only in her long shirt hanging over her thighs and that was the only cloth she was wearing beside her bra. She trusted him to the level that she stood close enough for him to dissolve her in his arms. He still waited for her to surround her arms around his shoulders but she didn't. Instead she just thumped her body against his, with her arms straightened.

"This is not a hug Remi. You need to wear off your hesitation." He grabbed both her hands and placed them over his shoulders. He thought she might not hesitate if he had started, so he pulled her closer and hugged her like he needed her. "Like this."

For once, she thought just for this once, she decided to let go the barriers she always had before her. She pulled him with her hands surrounding his neck now. He actually felt the burning body against his cold body. He grabbed her even tightly without expecting a positive response but she did... repond well. She imitated and hugged him tighter like her life depended on this last pole. He dug his face into her hair and inhaled in her scent that drove him crazy. He shouldn't have. He shouldn't have gone that far but she mimicked too. She brought her face closer to his hair and stroked the back of his head, feeling the smooth hair under her slender fingers. The act of hugging merely was to soothen Remi but it had more effect on Lay himself. He knew it had become almost impossible to withdraw. His bicep strongly gripped her waist while his other hand slid inside her hair, finding its way to her scalp.

She hesitated a bit but it was too late to draw back. She wanted to retreat but her body was glued to his. She situated her chin over his shoulder and closed her eyes with the idea that whatever he'll do... will only be proved good to her and sooth her senses like he did with the massage. As soon as she brought her senses back to working, she heard his unsteady heavy breath, his unexpectedly warm body which was colder a while ago and..... a bulge in his pants teasing her.

What the...

"You ok?" She inquired but he was so drunk in her scent he couldn't reply. "Lay?" She tried to keep calm and stroked his hair. He withdrew within the next second. This was too early to show how much he wanted her, not at the wrong time when he was working on getting her trust.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be standing here confused but on her bed with him, stripped, bewildered and bound to obey... but that was still yet to come.

Notes

TADA~~~~~