32. CHAPTER 32
“ H ow much sugar am I meant to put in this thing?”
“Would you just let me—”
“If I walk out of this kitchen and see your ass out of bed, I’ll tie you to it.”
“Two teaspoons,” I sigh, then mumble to myself, "But it still won’t taste right.”
Three spoonfuls of brown sugar. That’s how much I put in our coffee when I make it. But like with everything else, Eden goes overboard, so I tell him less. Though I know it’ll be just like him with the gochujang. I let him use it once, and it was so bad I hid the container.
“Did you want anything else?”
I cross my arms and twist my head towards the loft window. “To get out of bed.”
“I heard that.”
“Good.”
“Do you have enough pillows?”
“There’s none left on the sofa!”
I hear Eden’s bare feet padding on the wooden steps. He reaches out to put the coffee between two of the barrier slats beside the bed before stepping fully into the loft.
“This is ridiculous.”
He sits on the end of the mattress and looks at me—propped up on too many pillows—with a weird, possessive, but also humbly proud, look on his face. “I disagree.”
“I feel like a freaking concubine sat here like this.”
“Never.” He crawls towards me, kneeling by my hips but with an arm either side of my shoulders. “You’re the one and only.”
Whilst I like the sentiment, it doesn’t change the fact that; “I’m not an invalid.”
“For today you are.”
“But I’ve already been down to have a shower.”
“And I held you the whole time.”
“Because you wouldn’t let me go. Not because I asked you to.”
I groan and slide down from the pillows so my body is flat on the mattress and I’m looking straight up at Eden’s chest. “We had sex. You didn’t cut my leg off.”
Crawling backwards, Eden rolls me onto my stomach, straddles my calves, grabs my hips, and starts kissing my ass through my sweatpants. “I’m just trying to preserve you.”
“I’m not a pickle.”
He bites my butt cheek. “How about… I want you to rest up so I can get to fucking this tight little hole again.” My stomach flutters, and I clench—wishing he was already there—but with his lips on me, he can feel my muscles tense. “See. You want it, too.”
“So just do it then, instead of treating me like a baby.”
“I’m treating you like something precious.”
“And in doing so, you aren’t listening to me. I thought you said you’d always give me what I want.”
“I didn’t think the timing was right to include a caveat.”
“As soon as you leave I’ll just get up.”
He presses my hips down. “No you fucking won’t.”
“You’ve brought me water, lemonade, and coffee. So what If I need to take a piss?”
“Then you’ll get your phone and call me so I can carry you down.”
“Oh fuck off!” I try to roll over, and he lets me—his hands sliding from my hips to the bed. “I bled a little. Big deal. How’s that different from girls bleeding during their first time?”
“Seriously?”
“I don’t want a damn biology lesson. I know you didn’t care about any other virgins you fucked.”
“There aren’t as many as you think there are.”
“That doesn’t change the point.”
“I wasn’t as big back then. And they weren’t as small.”
“Enough of your calling me small, bullshit.”
“Facts are facts, Jin. Marina was sexy, but she wasn’t a lightweight.”
“That makes no difference to the size of—”
“I thought you said you didn’t want a biology lesson? Even then, she was taller than you are now. And pussy's are—”
“Yeah, yeah. I get it.” I lift my knees to my chest and kick him off of me. Annoyingly, I do feel tender. It’s not horrible, but it’s there.
“We need to use more lube next time.”
I nod. He’s not wrong. “How long are you gonna make me wait?”
“That depends on how good of a boy you are.”
Feeling my cheeks burn, I turn my head away.
I hated it in the beginning; all the things he would call me that emphasized just how young I am. But now that we’re here, at a place where we say we love each other…
“I could be a good boy for you, now.”
He tries to hide the groan before he says, "Jin. You know that’s not—”
But as I turn back to him and drag my fingers over my bottom lip, he stops in his tracks.
“Please, Hyung . You could use my mouth.” His hands grip at the quilt as he watches me lower my hand to palm my dick.
“And you could use yours… I’ll stay on the bottom, and you can fuck my throat as hard as you want. ”
I’m being unfair, and I know it. He’s only a man after all, and we’re not the best at declining such tempting sexual offers.
But credit to him, he pulls my hand off my dick, and puts it on the mattress beside me.
“We need to eat. We could be here for another two weeks, or it could be a month. And you’ve used up most of the sugar, butter, and pancake mix that was left. ”
“I guess you could call that even for all the extra beers you’ve had.”
“I’m still in a calorie deficit most days.”
“Is that why your muscles are showing more?”
“Cheeky.” He slaps my outer thigh. “My muscles have always shown.”
“I like you skinnier.”
“So now you’re saying I was fat?”
“Not at all. I just like you leaner.”
"Same." Eden lifts my shirt and runs his fingers up the middle of my abs. “I think it’s sexy as fuck how skinny you are. I’ve always hated it on girls, but…” He hisses a breath in through a clenched jaw.
“There’s something about how strong you actually are compared to how breakable you look, that makes me want to actually break you. ”
“Yet you have me laid up here like a princess.”
“How many times have I told you to stop pointing out my inconsistencies?”
I stroke his forearm. “Are you going hunting or fishing?”
“I think I’d rather stay closer.”
I give him a soft smile, and lower my eyes.
Laying beside me with his head propped on his hand, Eden strokes my cheek. “I know you prefer fish. But it’s such a long day.”
“It’s not as long when we go together.”
“Let’s not start this again.” He kisses me gently on the forehead. “How about, if it doesn’t snow for the next week—and as long as the snow is compacted enough—I’ll put the chains on the truck and we can drive to the lake?”
My face lights up, then quickly fades again. “If we can drive, that means others can drive too.”
“Yeah?”
“The road here is better than the one to the lake. So what if someone decides to pay you an unexpected visit?”
“Let them.”
“Eden!”
“Let. Them.”
“I’m not ready for that.”
“I’m not ashamed.”
“Neither am I. But what if—”
“Let her come. She’s been given enough warning.”
I roll towards Eden and only settle when he’s squeezing me tight. “I don’t want a fight.”
“We’ve always known it was coming.”
“I wrote to Tek yesterday.”
Eden smoothes down my hair then cups the back of my neck. “I know. He told me.”
“It hurt not telling him where I was.”
“Me too. I wanna brag about you so bad.”
“I just wanna stay here with you forever.”
“So do I, Jin. But we need to face it sooner or later.”
“Why can’t it be later? Why can’t it always be later?”
“Cause I’m not willing to hide you forever.”
“I don’t wanna be hidden. But I… It sounds harsh, but I don’t care whether my parents approve, or not. But I can’t lose Tek."
“I won’t let that happen.”
“But how can you stop it?”
“Because if anyone is gonna lose him, it’ll be me.”