STUBBORN HEARTS<3 (complete)

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I don’t know how long I was under the shower, still fully clothed. Eventually, I got up and went

out. I heard a sigh as I stepped out of the bathroom. I didn’t look up. I was sure my eyes were

red. I don’t want anyone to see it.

“It’s confirmed” the pest said. “No one can beat your stubbornness”

“What are you doing here?!” I snapped instead. He didn’t answer. That’s when I looked up. I

saw him with a towel on hand, wearing a blank face. I stood frozen on my spot as he neared me.

He sighed again and started drying my hair with the towel.

“I’m not blaming you for anything. It wasn’t your fault”

“It is!” I said and backed away from him but he just pulled me back.

“You’re goin to be sick. You should change your clothes” he said instead.

“I’ll do what I want!” I hissed.

“You’ll do what I say if you don’t want me to change your clothes myself!” he said in a

controlled voice. I looked up at him, glaring.

“I hate you!”

“Just change your clothes” he said. “You’ll catch a cold”

“I hate you!” I hissed again. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Are you going to change your clothes or not?” he asked. I didn’t answer, I didn’t even move.

“You’re leaving me no choice then”

I gasped as he tugged on my shirt and started pulling it up. My eyes grew wide with surprise.

When I felt his hand brushed along the side of the skin on my waist, up to my ribs, I snapped.

“Ya!” I burst out, slapping his hand away. “What do you think are you doing?!”

“Taking your clothes off, obviously” he answered shortly. I felt myself turned red at once.

“I can do that myself, you pervert!”

“Okay” he shrugged, stepped back and turned to the bed.

“What are you still doing here?!”

“Waiting for you to change. I’ll leave once I see you’ve already changed into dry clothes” he

winked.

Gahh! I wanna strangle him! How can he change mood that easily? I angrily marched to the

bathroom as soon as I took new clothes from the bags on the floor.

“Stupid pest” I rumbled while changing my clothes. “Gah! I wanna strangle the life out of him!!”

He’s just so irritating to death! Aish! Grr! I stepped out f the bathroom angrily. What I saw made

my jaw dropped to the floor. The pest was lounging on the bed, head propped on one elbow,

smiling devilishly at me and looking very comfortable. VERY COMFORTABLE, that is.

“Ya! What the hell are you doing? Get off the bed! Aish! How am I going to sleep properly now

that you’ve infected it?”

“Why? It’s kind of tiring to wait for you while standing, so. . .” he shrugged.

“I said get off!”