Insomniac Troublemaker

They reached the house safely. He gently escorted her to his room. He made her sit over the same chair he used to imagine her naked, seducing him. He bent down on his knees.

"Remi... are you alright?" He inquired in a worried and embarrassed tone.

The tears she had been holding for long, dripped down rapidly, her tears had no voice with them. "Can you call unnie?" She demanded with shaky voice.

"Right away." He took out his cell phone and dialed Uee's contact number.

She picked up half a minute later. "Oh... so did you reconsider my offer?" Uee blurted out without a second thought.

Lay started. "Remi is mad because I didn't let her---"

Remi snatched the cellphone. "U-nnie..." She sniffed and gulped down her shaky voice, replacing it with a normal one but failed miserably. "Can you come back?"

"OH NO! Did Lay... oh no! He made use of you? Remi... dear I won't be able to come tonight but I'll make that guy pay for it. Give the cellphone back to him. I thought he said all that out of frustration. I didnt know he actually meant all that."

With tear filled eyes, Remi glared at Lay and gave cell back to him. Lay cleared the misunderstanding and gave Uee the important knowledge she needed to know. The call ended with an exchange of apologies.

"Remi..." He turned back to his heartbeat. "Whats wrong? Please share it with me."

She rubbed her eyes while managing to leave the chair.

"No escape until I fix what's bothering you." He bowed and took hold of the arm rests of the chair.

She smirked but slowly couldn't stop the overflow of sorrow. "Just leave me alone."

"Remi, I'll call him and will tell him the truth." Lay presented a scheme to save her newly formed relationship.

"Dont!" She shouted with anger.

"You won't forgive me?" He again bent on his knees. He knew she was heads over heels in love with tthe guy and he had ruined everything.

"You did a great job. I appreciate it, really." Still teary eyes, which were swollen now.

"You are still mad at me, right?" He couldnt engulf the words of appreciation.

"Its upto you." She rolled her eyes in annoyance. "But that kiss was demand of the situation. I couldn't gather courage to reject his proposal even when I wanted to."

Ok, so why would she do that? She liked him and all that?

He caressed her cheek and wiped away her tears. "But you dressed up for him?" He asked looking at her navy blue skirt and white top. Even her hair were braided back, making her look like an innocent angel.

"I changed my mind Lay." She rubbed her eyes.

"Come here and give me a 'i hate you' hug." He stood up and opened his arms wide.

That couldnt bring smile to her face. But she stood up and hugged him, tightly, almost clinging to him. She shut closed her eyes.

Shocked, Lay couldn't speak but welcomed her shaking body into his embrace.

"Lay, he said he wanted me to want him." Mumbling out this single sentence, she started crying out.

Lay knew he would only add more pain to her so he remained silent, analyzing what that meant. "Remi... is that the reason? He wanted you. So, what's wrong with that?"

Yes, he added more pain to her. "You're too plain!" She whined. "He was alone, so... he just wanted someone to fill the spot of his ex. I know... I am sure that's what he actually wanted."

"Remi..." He rubbed her back. "What if he really regrets?"

"Stop being on his side, ok? Unnie is always right about these boys. For him I was just an option. But thanks for today." She drew back and cleared her vision, rubbing her eyelids harshly.

Lay grabbed her hands and kissed them. "You're not an option, Remi."

"But---"

"You're my desire." He locked his eyes with hers.

"But we were talking about him." She pulled back her hands from his hold and glared at him.

Lay replied her hateful glare with a loving smirk and held her close by her waist.

"Lay!"

"It happened right after I thought I lost you." He closed the distance between them, and their bodies matched. "I am thankful."

"I.... I just can't under-stand y-you." She stuttered.

He yanked back her hair and oh, it started again, the unwilling trembling of her legs and heart beat so loud she was afraid he would hear it. Stretching out her neck, he rubbed his nose over her skin.

"La-y." She stuttered again and she hated that in front of him.

He raised his face to meet hers. "Yes, that's all I want to hear." He didnt wait another second and harmonized his lips with hers. The lock was so perfect, for a second she forgot about all her struggles she had undergone to shove him away. The depression that was intolerable, was slowly being cured by mere a kiss. She decided to have the pleasure of this moment and closing her eyes as she kissed him back, surrounding her arms over his shoulders.

He jerked back and she opened her perplexed eyes, thinking she did something wrong. "Remi..." His breathing sounded heavy.

Remi, being blank, didn't respond and he picked her off her feet, leading her to the bed.

"I want you to know how much I crave you." He gently situated her over the bed. "You would never feel like an option, again."

Remi stared at him, being too wounded she was willing to be healed but, she was afraid he could break her too.

Lay circled to the other side of the bed and slumped into the bed with her.

"Lay, you---"

"Just relax." He pulled her towards him and hugged her rigidly. "Now promise me you won't cry because of him."

Her heart beat was louder than before. She wanted to push him away and run back to her room, before he becomes aware too. But she couldn't, rather she didn't want to separate.

"Now tell me your weakness." He demanded. "Just tell, ok."

"Why?" She asked sarcastically.

"I want to torture you." He was so turned on and he knew he had to keep it to himself.

"I don't think I have a weakness. But I guess... your hugs might be. But you won't be able to torture me with it."

He giggled. "First, its a lie. Second, I won't hug you to torture you, sweet heart."

"Thanks for everything today. I think I should leave." She attempted to get out of his embrace.

"Not tonight. You can trust me. And I would fall asleep before you do."

She decided to trust because her body was acting too lazy to get up. Plus, her eyes were too soury and tired to work more. And one thing she knew was Lay would never harm her, becaure he was a nice guy, but that's what he himself or Kris said.

"Remi... lets get to know each other." He mumbled while brushing her hair with his fingers.

"This position is awkward." She sniffed realizing that his arms were engulfing her.... in the bed.

"I have 2 siblings. And I am in mid. Our older brother went missing when he was 20, now he's 27. He often communicates through letters to hide his location and my father never bothered it anyway. He's really angry with him."

"Lay... why did he leave? Did your parents force him to?" Remi frowned.

"Haha... why would they? We don't know the reason. After one year of his departure, he got married and has 2 sons. Now about my younger sister. She is 19 and a cry baby." He giggled but Remi remained silent. "Isn't it funny?"

"What's funny?" She asked.

"Nevermind." He rolled his eyes. "Ok, so she hates me practically and wants to pursue our parent's dreams. Since I really don't focus on studies... so she does my part too. I mean, after our brother left, everybody started expecting too much from me but I found my escape."

"Racing? That looks great only in video games."

"Shut up." He bit his lower lip.

She blinked. No matter how much she tried but she knew the pull was stronger than her struggles to avoid him, and every of his action used to leave its particular sensation inside of her. And the worst of all, she was aware of his lust, making it impossible for her to manage her ways separate from him.

"What?" He caught her silence suspicious.

"Hmmm...." Her only reaponse. "Its different from what I imagined... your family, I mean."

He stared into her eyes with a grin. "You.... you do waste your time, imagining me."

"Your family." Her tone always had an irony.

"It still belongs to me." His eyes were still shadowing hers. "Ok, your turn." He smiled with another tight jerk towards him.

"Lay!" She exclaimed as he pulled her closer in his evil zone. "I don't have a story."

"I think you do have a story. And you need to share it with me."

She pushed him back savagely. "No! I don't. Next time when I do laundry, don't forget your mind, it needs washing and a little therapy too." She got separated.

"All you want, Remi. I won't mind."

She clearly knew what he meant. She cursed him in mind and dragged her body out of his possession. Reflexively, his hand grabbed the back of her shirt and it had the force to pull her back into his custody but instead, her shirt tore from the mid, only with the difference that it tore from her rear. At that moment, she just had dived her feet into her heels, she wore for the date.

"I hate you." She muttered.

"I'll let it pass." He glided his hand over her exposed back, her bra strap as a hurdle.

She squeaked and stepped up,facing her front to him. "You!"

"I'll wait until you, yourself loose your desire open in front of me."

"Wake up, ok?!" She glared.

"I felt your pulse. But I'll wait." He smirked with half opened eyes. He was hard, almost instantly everytime she had confronted him. "Leave." He dived deep inside the bed.

Her gone tears had made their way back home. "You're mean and selfish!"

"I am losing my temper, Remi. And I don't think I am selfish. I wouldn't have waited this long if I was mean, or selfish."

"Yeah...." She rolled her eyes backward. "And I am leaving."

"Good for you." He leered at her.

"Yeah....." Constantly frowning while walking backwards.

He giggled at her effort of hiding her skin from him.

"Who are you laughing at?" Still walking backwards.

"Good night, Remi."

"Yeah!" She reached the door finally and ran out of room, without shutting the door.

"Damn it!" Lay mumbled annoyed.

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