The Longest Winter

Chapter 9

"Thanks.....Yunnie. Uh.. hey later I wanna show you something I've been working on. I promise you gonna love it!" I said as I walk up by her.

I can see her body flinches when I hugged her from behind. I let go immediately as I try to act cool with it. Her hair smells like roses while the touch felt like a soft marshmallow. I would love to bury my face into her hair just a bit longer. She look up to me with a fake smile as she still avoided looking me in the eyes.

"Can't wait! Now go take a bath....I can smell you." She said as she move away from me.

  I thought she liked the way I smell? She would snuggle up against me in her sleep as she giggles.

"O-Ok... I'll be out soon." I plainly said as she walk to the library.

This is just like my school days all fucking over again. I walked into the bathroom as I seen her clothes folded up in the basket as the bathroom was clean but it's too damn quiet. The only noise is the winds outside keeping me company today.
I look at the mirror to see my beard grew out as the scratch marks Yunnie gave me still there. Besides the burn marks as the cuts, I look hot as hell if you ask me.
Couldn't help but to smile as the small bags under my eyes brought me back to reality.

War or not, I am not made to live like this. I look like a real killer. Is this the face she seen in her dreams? The face she sees everyday.

"Fuck.... Let's try shaving." I said to myself as I took my shirt off.

As I began to shave, I wonder if I should make her that special coffee drink again? Maybe even add something to boost her mood with me again. I'm hoping that I get to kiss her again & maybe a little more this time. I never realized how soft her lips can be as her face was so kissable. She dont even giggle or shy away now when I touch her. Why the hell didn't I make a move on her sooner?

I'll probably will wear a mask too since I haven't shaved in a few years now. Kinda wish my hair grew back but I'm left with this fuzz of hair. My hair used to be long back when I was younger, but I ended up cutting it after I finished college & moved away from home. Nothing wrong with starting a new life in a new city where people don't know you. But it wasn't like that as it seems as if the negative energy follow me, as it gotten harder to make friends with people.

  When Y/N first talk to me, I thought I was on cloud nine as we spent a long of time together as they actually became my first true friend & love. But that didn't end well for us. I wonder if me & Yunnie cross paths in the past? I probably ignore her just like I did with everyone else. She probably thought the same thing with me as well. Pretty sure everyone did when the apocalypse started. The police working with criminals as the military join forces with the terrorists is something that I seen coming. If the world stop & nothing wasn't coming back for years, of course your gonna make ways to keep going. Even making unwanted friends. Those people in the city are not my friends, just coworkers if that makes sense. But for Yunnie, she's the second person I want to know more about. I just hope she call me Dill again.

"Why the hell did I pick that fucking name?" I ask myself as I finished shaving.

I look like my old self again besides the scars I got. Makes me look a little younger too. Took the rest of my clothes off as I sat on the stool to start washing up.

The water was still hot as it seems Yunnie didn't use a lot of water for herself. I remember her telling me she loves long bath times as soaking up the heat from the water. I know for sure she did not enjoy her wash as she told me she don't feel completely comfortable.

As I finished washing myself, I wash away the soap with cold water as I felt more alert now. Thinking back when I first bath her, she wasn't smelly as she ketp herself moisturize throughout the long winter. I can still smell her breasts sweat when I took her bar off. Couldn't believe how soft a person chest can be. Her nipples are easily sensitive to the touch as they get hard when I was cleaning them. How cute her round little stomach is the perfect pillow I can lay on every day as her thighs need bite makes. I miss feeling her thighs rubbing against my  manhood as I couldn't help but to grind on her as she sleeps. It's a old habit that won't needs to die off but being alone for so long can make a person feel needy.