Akira's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as she stepped into Jaison's apartment. It was more like a pent house. The place was very spacious. She clutched the fabric of the coat Jaison gave her to wear.
She was wearing a no sleeve dress when winter was at its peak. He noticed her shivering when they exited the hall which was installed with heaters. He removed his coat and passed it on to her to wear. He even buttoned up the buttons for her.
The media started clicking pictures and pestering them as the couple came into their view. They bombarded them with questions and flashes with no mercy.
It was 31st dec, the last day of the year. A new year was about to rise. Mr.Kim had organised a party to celebrate the new year in the name of Jaison's wedding. The moment Jaison was informed about the gathering, he refused. He was tired but the main reason was Akira's worn out expression. She was more tired than him. She had to lift her dress every now and then, her pencil heels were killing her, sending a sharp pain up her legs when she shifted her weight. She wasn't even able to eat much food as someone kept approaching them one after the other. She being herself entertained each one of them with a smile. He also didn't want her to meet more spooky people. The introductions in the morning were enough.
Their drive back to Jaison's apartment was silent but the silence was comfortable and serene. Akira had dozed off almost twice. By the time they reached the place it was night.
Right now she stood a few steps forward from the door to the apartment. Jaison stood behind her as he watched her keenly observing every inch of the living room.
The living room is larger than my entire apartment dude! Holy freaking shit.
She also noticed that the place didn't have any pictures. It was squeaky clean, organised. It had a modern touch to it but it didn't feel like home. It was cold, no warmth to it.
"Close your mouth, a fly could enter if you don't." He Snickered at her expressions.
"Oh, shut up!" She waved her hand at him still not looking at him." Let me take it in."
"I didn't know you were materialistic." He raised his eyebrows provokingly at her. She finally turned around to glare at the said man.
"I was thinking that how!! how will I be able to clean such a big place!" She shrieked with her arms held out.
He scrunched his face in question.
She was think that! Here I thought she got impressed by my wealth. Hump!
"What!? No! Seriously?...... You really thought I'll let you clean. Thats not your job. Mum has instructed the maids to clean the apartment every tuesday, friday and sunday."
"But I have a habit of cleaning and cooking." She mumbled under her breath.
"Then change your habits. I'll not let my wife do those odd jobs. Thats final." He said sternly. Akira's stomach did a flip at 'my wife', she didn't understand why but she liked the butterflies erupting in her stomach.
She timidly nodded her head, agreeing.
"Now lets go to my-" he stopped midway. Oh he knew where this was going. They had to share a room together. His dominating aura suddenly changed as he started to get nervous. Damn! There were other spare rooms in the condo but now they were married.
Husband and wife. They were suppose to stay in the same room.
He cleared his throat, determined. If this is the first step to having a stable married life he was ready to do it.
"'Our' room is this way."
Akira wasn't very different from him. She too had the same thoughts but they were on a whole different level.
The next ritual is the same in all cultures. Fuck!
She followed him into the room. She didn't look around much cause the moment the king sized bed came into her view, her brain malfunctioned.
Are we suppose to do it? Or not? Does he expect us to do it? What if he doesn't? Am I suppose to ask him about it? What if he is not even thinking about it and if I ask him suddenly does that make me sound desperate? What if he thinks I want it? Man I don't know what to do? I mean I do know what to do I know what happens, how it happens I'M A FREAKING MEDICAL STUDENT! but I'm not experienced!! I PERSONALLY FIND IT GROSS!! Why am I giving my opinion on it now? Aaahhh!!!
"What do you want to do now? Change or sho-"
"Sex." She didn't hear what he said, she was completely in her own world, dazed. She just blurted out what was on her mind. " -y." The moment she realised what she said, she quickly added on." Sexy!! The bed looks so sexy. Hahaha."
The bed? What the hell? Man my laugh sounds so fake.
Jaison's eyes had bulged the moment that word came out of her mouth but soon he too joined her awkward laugh realising that she was just nervous. He understood her dilemma, he was also in the same boat.
"I'm going to shower!" She said in a jumpy state and ran to the bathroom.
"What about y-yo-ur clo-thes?" His words broke as his voice died down. She was already inside. The room became quiet.
He suddenly chuckled at her silly behaviour.
Cute.
He opened his cupboard taking out a t shirt and pajamas. He took out another pair, the smallest size he had for the woman inside his bathroom. He could hear the shower running. She didn't have any clothes, they were supposed to be dropped the next morning by her brother.
He stretched the t-shirt out infront of him. It still looks too big for her but that was his smallest size. His body had bulked up a little as he was spending too much time in the gym.
He shook his head as there was no other solution at the moment. He kept the tshirt and pajamas on the bed and left a note on them. He walked out of the room to shower in the guest room.
Akira opened the door as quietly as she could and peeped into the bed room with just her head outside the bathroom. Her body was wrapped with a towel but it wasn't big enough. She wanted to call out to Jaison but felt too shy to do that but she couldn't sit in the cold bathroom forever. She could just ask him for spare clothes but why would he have a bra and panties. She didn't give it much thought and put the same set on that she wore under the wedding dress. She could have chosen not to wear them underneath but nope, she was suppose to sleep with a man. It could be embarrassing and uncomfortable for both of them.
All clear!
She did a victory dance in small but stopped as her towel slided down, about to fall down. She quickly got out and noticed a note on the bed.
She picked it up along with the black t-shirt underneath it.
This was the smallest pair I could find.
Adjust with it for tonight.
I'll get you new clothes the first thing in the morning. I'm going to shower in the guest room. I'll be back.
;)
The smiley at the bottom brought a smile on her lips too.
How thoughtful of him.
Her smiled disappeared, it was replaced with a horrified expression as she heard the approaching footsteps.
She abruptly took the pajamas lying on the bed and lunged into the bathroom, stumbling her way inside as the towel was not cooperating with her.
Jaison slowly opened the door to his bed room. She wasn't there so were the clothes. He sighed in relief as she had accepted his clothes. He walked to his side of the bed and layed down, unfolding the thick blanket and spreading it wide on the bed. It was better if he pretended to sleep instead of waiting for her and again have an awkward conversation. He turned, facing away from the bathroom door closing his eyes.
Akira opened the door cautiously, again. She was grateful that he was asleep. Or so she thought.She sighed happily and stepped out trying to make as less sound as possible.
She didn't have a preferred side of bed. Most of her life she slept on a single bed, so she was fine with whatever side was provided to her. She looked around for the light switch. It resided near the head board on the side Jaison was laying. She tip toed about to switch the lights off. Her eyes landed on the man's face. He looked so calm. She stared at him for a while in awe.
God really took his time creating you.
"Good night, hubby." She quietly whispered and switched off the lights, walking back to the other side. She wasn't aware of the fact that he heard her. He was aware of her eyes on him. The room turned dark with minimum moonlight coming from the windows. He opened his eyes and blinked.
"Good night, wifey." He mumbled quietly under his breath so that she couldn't hear him. "Happy new year." He stared out of the window, watching fire works go off at distant places.
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