No matter how you avoid something, destiny has a way to get you back. It is up to you to decide, whether it is a blessing or a curse.
I opened my eyes, but my sense of smell took over first. His scent lingers in the air. And a pair of watching eyes on me.
I merely looked at him, his eyes narrowed but with a sign of relief.I reached for the blanket which is half off my chest, pulling it into a hug before going to my side facing him.
"Ask." I muttered. "While i'm feeling generous." I enjoyed the feeling of the fluffy blanket. Did I ever mention? I have a thing with fluffiness.
"When you're decent." He whispered.
"Huh?" I heard him but I felt like asking.
"I'll ask when you are fully awake."
"Fully awake?" I repeated. "This is the most decency when you can ask."
"Get up there and we'll talk." I stared at him and his eyes were, flickering with lust.
I almost rolled my eyes. Seriously?
I sat up, noticing that I am in his shirt. Oh. Well I was bloodied and I remember that they poured a bucket of water on me. I need to properly shower.I slowly stood up, slightly yawning.
"I'm up." I said crossing my arms, his eyes scanned me head to toe and vice versa.Feeling slightly cold, as I am wearing only undies under this huge shirt, I snatched the blanket and wrapped in on my shoulders.
"Now?" He 'tsk' and went to.. a door and a few seconds later came back with a hoodie.
"Wear this if you're cold."
Ok? I took it and did not let the hoodie off. Fluffy. I smiled. It is a white hoodie with an 'i'm a ghost' writing. I glared at him. He realized that the Alpha Rogue is also known as a ghost.
"Uh..."
I just nod letting him off this time.
"Are you hungry?"I shook my head no. But he still asked or ordered me to come with him to the kitchen. I'm back to no argumenting mood.
I sniffed the air, no one's here other than us.
He saw me do that but he did not say anything. He motioned me to sit by the counter. I did. And a pancake or a stack of it is now served. I sighed.
"I'm not hungry." I said grabbing the hot cup of coffee which I assumed was his. Again he did not said anything, and made another cup.
"Eat."
"No. You eat." I pushed over him the plate and smelled the good ol life of coffee. The sleeves were too long but it is good to cover me from the hot cup. I slowly sipped. And immediately smiled.
"What?" He was staring at me. "I never had coffee before." I whispered.
"Why?" Flabbergasted by his interest, I wonder if I should tell him.
"Promise me you won't take this ol mighty coffee."
He raised an eyebrow.
"Depends."
"Promise."
"No." Oh look at us, unimaginable.
I gripped on my cup. And noticed I am wearing white."Then, this poor thing will be black."
"Fine. I promise." He has forgotten about the power of bleach.
"Well..." I paused in suspense, drinking another gulp. It's so yummy. Ah. Good things.
"Well?" Impatient, are we?
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Alpha Rogue
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