My Little Luna's

Mate Damian

"I-I, just ..."

"just?" Damian repeated Lisa's words, who now began to move and walk small to the balcony.

Following in the footsteps of the shoulder-length brunette girl with a thin smile at the corner of her lips that were raised.

"Eum, no!" reply Lisa while turning her body.

The reason is, his nose directly hit the chest of Damian field which seems to have been standing in front of him only with a distance of 3 centi.

"Since when are you here?" ask Lisa nervously.

His tone sounded slightly quivering and his face turned red again, blushing intensely.

"Since a minute ago," Damian replied in astonishment.

The man again felt worried when he saw Lisa's face that turned red. Fyi, it seems like the girl is really having a high fever.

"Let's go back to sitting in bed, I think you need a break" continued Damian who made Lisa's eyes glare sharply.

"W-What do you want? Why suddenly speak softly like that to me?" the question was full of probes that made Damian exhale heavily later.

"Follow it and don't ask too many questions."

Lisa's hand was withdrawn without waiting for the girl's approval first. Damian then took him to the bed, and then invited him back to sit there.

"Now lie down" Damian said, which made Lisa squint suspiciously.

"You ..." pointed at Damian's face with his index finger, "... don't intend to mess with me, do you?"

That plain question instantly invited Damian's broken laughter. After all, the man did not intend to do anything to Lisa, but it could be that girls who are hundreds of years old can think of dirty things. Aish, are all mortals like this?

Nabbing Lisa's head slowly, Damian then said, "Your mind is too excessive. I'm just telling you to go back to sleep because I think you have a fever right now."

Grimacing, Lisa only hissed for a moment while stroking the surface of her forehead that was snatched by Damian earlier.

"Yet, your words are ambiguous. Oh yeah, by the way what about your wounds? Has everything improved?" ask Lisa.

Her brown netra is now observing the surface of Damian's skin. Where, there are a lot of scars that dry out and leave brown marks.

Surprisingly, instead of answering, Damian closed his eyes slowly while making a stifled growl. The one that just makes Lisa so worried.

"God, are your wounds not healed yet? Sorry, I was wrong to touch Ta-"

"Don't do that." Ban Damian while stopping the rubbing of Lisa's fingers on the surface of his skin.

"Huh?" ask Lisa in shock.

Damian looks closer to his face then whispers softly near Lisa's ear. "Don't touch any parts of my body all of a sudden, I'm afraid I can't help it."

Withholding? Withholding from what try? Inner Lisa, confused.

Only, the girl preferred to nod her head in response. Instead of having to ask questions back which will certainly be longer business.

"Oh yes, why did you come here? Tell me, how did you find my place?" lisa asked again, this time she changed her position to sit cross-legged facing Damian.

"I found my material."

Hearing that, somehow Lisa felt her world seemed to stop that very second. He could not even control his own facial expression, which seemed to have turned indifferent in just a split second.

"That, dad?" he said with a vibrating tone of voice.

Damian who saw the change in attitude and expression of Lisa's face immediately knitted his eyebrows next to each other.

"Well." yeah."

Silent. For some reason, both of them suddenly reluctant to speak and prefer to remain silent with their respective minds.

"Heuh, your mother must be such a beautiful girl. I hope you can soon have a more serious relationship and live happily ever after."

"Huh?" ask Damian.

His face was still confused by the words Lisa had just uttered.

"What do you mean?" her question is only answered by Lisa's thin smile.