Lay woke up, another horrible nightmare with Remi as the clingy witch searching for him. He refreshed the dream after waking up and chuckled at the thought of it. His mind was so occupied with the girl. An urge to see her ran through his mind wildly and he knew where she could be at this hour; smoking in the kitchen, or listening to music. He got out of the bed, wearing his slippers and heading to the kitchen. And yes, he was right about her. She was in the kitchen, over the same seat but this time with her laptop.

"Do you ever sleep?" He dared to ask despite all of her warnings, standing at the kitchen door, with hands concealed within his pockets.

"You're so ....." She paused after peering at him. "I'll sleep once you get out of sight." She sneered and then placed the laptop on the kitchen table. "You know I have some work, so... Don't disturb." She smiled sarcastically and oh he liked that.

Leaning his shoulder against the door, he tried to study her curves, hidden under the loose t-shirt. He wanted so much to ask about her persistent choice in clothing, loose and comfy; why not skin tight? Her eyes were now glued to the screen not darting anywhere around.

"Why don't you study in your room? Uee isn't home to annoy you..." He said despite being shunned by her deliberately.

She shot a piercing look at him."Do you have a problem with where I study or smoke? Shouldn't it be my choice?"

"The choice is entirely yours, but still, I have the right to ask." Actually I am so into you, so tell me more.

She stood up abruptly and his heart started beating loudly, and body like on fire. He desired her to stand up and walk intentionally towards him, uncontrolled and untamed, taking off her shirt and tossing it over the floor, reaching him too close so that he could learn and memorize all the features of her, caress them under his fingers, and then she would raise her body over her bare tip toes to kiss him, so wanting and craving for pleasures. His glee was on its edge when she snapped him out of his dream.

"What right?" She stood really close to him, frowning at his harmless existence with crossed arms.

"Uee told me you two live here like family. So, I can be one too. That makes me rightful."

"We don't live like family." She whispered and oh he wanted her so bad, WHY? "But we often have arguments that turn into hair pulling fights. Wanna try that?" She asked with a raised brow.

He wanted to reply YES YES YES... but he knew his position that was weak against her. "Can I?" Lay whispered back politely with a hint of perkiness.

"Pathetic!" She turned around. "Oh..." She turned back. "Are you so bored to spy on me for Kris?"

"Why would I spy on you .... and why for Kris?"

"Because he might think of me as a dishonest person and wants you to check on me..." She inhaled sharply. "Wait, I know.... you are here because he wants you to spy on me, RIGHT? Why else would he call a friend from China." Oh yes.

That literally broke his electrified heart into pieces. She was even not aware of the reason he came here for. "I am not here to spy on you. I ...." He sighed on the lie he was going to tell. "I came here to visit Seoul."

"I don't believe you." She squinted her eyes.

"You should." Don't, its a lie.

"Take your hands out of the pockets. It irritates me." She rolled her eyes.

"Anything for you." He whispered and took out his hands but she heard. She didn't have the audacity to speak anymore, so she leisurely danced to the seat and plastered her eyes to the screen.

He stood there watching her and believing she doesnt mind being watched by him, but it would be just .... just him. He could stare at her for a long time without wearing out. He saw her running her long slender fingers through her wavy hair. His mouth dried out at the sight of it. She yawned and he responded with a yawn of same intensity. She shot another glare at him and he didn't mind it. He smiled back and even waved at her.

"I bet you're spying on me." She stood up , picking up the laptop as well.

"I am not." He denied.

"Then leave, or I am leaving."

"But I have nothing else to do...."

"So you'll spy?"

"No... I would watch you work."

"WHY???"

"Cuz thats the only thing that is active, everything is asleep."

"Go watch T.V."

"Its boring... I promise I won't disturb."

"Urgh!!!" She walked towards him, no... towards the door and shouldered him before leaving.

"Wait..." He grabbed her arm rigidly and showered his coat over her shoulders, hands hovering down on her waist, an only chance to feel her curves. She backed off.

"I'll warn once." This time, she had the most dreadful look in her eyes, asking, no... ordering to not pass any limits. "Mind... your own business."

But how could he mind his own business, when all he could think about was her. She was so persistent, not leaving his mind even for once. He looked at her with wanting eyes, unable to look away.

She threw his coat over the floor with disgust.

"Why are you so cold?" He asked.

"Why are you so stubborn?" She shrugged her shoulders. "I really don't need any of your things. Just take good care of my room."

"Is that all you want.... from me?"

"What else should I demand?"

He couldn't say a word. She glared for a moment for any answer but he stood still, so she headed to her room. He felt so helpless the moment the door to her room closed. He dragged his feet to his room, well apparently it was his room. He begin to curse Kris again. Kris was really so unsentimental. He could never understand the danger of putting a man in a house that confined the lady named Remi. Her whole existence cried for affection and attention. And Lay was even not a risk for any girl. He was not gay but... no girl ever excited him to this level. He had a girlfriend back in China, she was forward and yes, hell sexy but she lacked something that Remi had. Remi tickled the most menacive thoughts in his mind, even without looking at him or touching him or showing her appealing side. She was dull and rude to almost everyone and everything and she gave no exception to Lay.

Still, she was on his mind and that was done.
He rushed into his room with the same very thought. He was sure he wouldnt sleep at night, probably all the hours that were left. He was still confused about what excites him about her. Why was he drooling over her for the past 2 days, damn just 2 days and he was so done. He roamed a bit in the room and then his eyes drove to the bed and its silk sheets and his mind could only imagine Remi lying in the bed under the sheets, with no pants, just a loose t-shirt. He snapped the figure out of his mind but it was stubborn like he was with her. He again began his aimless roaming. He repeated the words.

"You're stubborn." Like a thousand times and the words still filthed his mind. The only difference that he could those words coming out playfully.

Hell! He was about to go back to China within the next 13 days and his contest was on hand, within a week. But before leaving, he wanted, so so much wanted to taste the anticipation she created within him. The unreal Remi, still in the bed, glaring at him innocently. He asked his mind to stop but there were no barriers. He wondered if he would ever cross the limits she had set. And even if she allowed, would a virgin like him ever be able to give her the pleasures she wanted.

He should have listened to her girlfriend when she asked him to bed her. He released a deep sigh. Remi was still staring with wanting eyes and he could no longer avoid the lingering thought in his mind. If it was ever real he would make his steps to the bed, standing right in front of the bed. Flipping the sheets over to one side and staring right through her loose t-shirt, now hugging her curves due to the gravity. Bending over her, locking eyes with her innocent look, licking his lips before going in for a deep, slow kiss, tasting inside of her mouth, how would it feel like?

STOP!

Slowly lifting up her thin t-shirt, exposing her a bit more, but no haste. Trailing a soft series of kisses down her midriff. She would arc a bit at the contact, that would make him excite a bit more, seductively.

STOP!

He would reach her panties, lowering them lighthanded and feel the wetness with his fingers that would be enough to make him go crazy. He engulfed the anticipation build in his mouth at the thought of tasting her, making her scream out his name

"Lay..." The actual Remi spoke up while he was standing in the middle of room, eyeing the bed, where he was having some pleasurable moments with the same girl, standing at his door. He shrinked at the humble voice. He dared to turn back, with blank eyes, not showing what he was doing with her right now in his imagination. "Your coat." She led out her hand, grabbing his coat and he halted another fantasy to build in. He had to stop, or it was all gone. He walked forward and took the coat from her hands, this time brushing his fingers with hers, burning at the mere contact.

"T-hanks." He barely said.

"Yeah." She said before leaving and closing the door to his face, so that he could continue the daydream, or it was actually night.

Notes

How was that? I guess i am making things heat up a bit .....

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