So My First Two-Wife Love

Shaped feelings

>>> Jasmine POV <<<

I looked at the clock, I don't know how many times I glanced at the clock stuck to the wall.

It felt like a long time had passed, it might have been too long but Gibran still did not come out of the bathroom. I wanted to ignore it, but my heart was unceasingly worried.

Maybe he fainted from exhaustion or fell from a slip or maybe...

I immediately shook my head, throwing away my dirty thoughts quickly. Gibran wouldn't be that desperate, would he?

Huh! I let out a heavy sigh, for some reason I couldn't calm down until I got down from the top of the bed and stepped towards the bathroom door.

"Gibrans..." I called out to her with a hint of hesitation, I knocked on the bathroom door a few times but there was no answer from inside.

"Gibrans." I called him one more time but there was still no response. My bathroom wasn't spacious so Gibran would have easily heard my call even though I didn't shout, however I was afraid that I would wake Aurora up.

"Gibrans!" My tone was quite tight this time, I promised I would go back up on the bed and ignore it completely if he didn't answer and it was still the same... There was no answer and unfortunately I immediately broke my promise because I immediately broke into the bathroom.

I can't ignore my concern for her no matter how angry I am at her.

There was no sign of Gibran using the sink so I went further towards the shower as there was the sound of water gurgling.

"Gibrans..." I called slowly but then my body was pulled until my clothes were immediately wet by the shower water that was still pouring.

"Are you crazy?!" I immediately screamed because the water felt so cold that I finally realized how Gibran is now.

His face was pale, his body shivering until both eyes turned red. He stood in front of me and looked at me desperately.

"I'm crazy. How's this, Jasmine? I'm afraid of hurting you because I can't help but touch you" Gibran said, extending his ice-cold hand, he stroked my face even his thumb pressed my lips inward so that I could taste the tip of his finger on the tip of my tongue.

I was stunned for a moment especially as Gibran continued to urge his thumb into my oral cavity deeper and pressed it until my jaw opened.

Gibran's sigh sounded heavy as he moved closer, he looked hesitantly closer to my face. I knew clearly what his goal was but I had absolutely no desire to hold him back from getting too close to me, either, until finally he started to suck his tongue directly into my oral cavity and kissed me passionately afterwards.

He held my face with both hands so that I could only accept his lip play while his body began to push my body until my back touched the cold wall.

I knew Gibran could have touched me more but his hand just moved gently holding my face and occasionally pressing on my nape.

This kiss intoxicated me, so sweet that I began to return the kiss, playing the deft play until Gibran let go of my lips when I was almost out of breath.

"You learned a lot..." She smiled proudly, it is true that I only kissed her but should she be shameless by saying something like this?

Damn I can't get angry because I enjoyed that kiss after that I stepped past it, then turning off the shower whose water was still wetting Gibran's back since then I took the towel in the storage drawer and placed the towel over Gibran's shivering strapping shoulder.

"I'd assume that the kiss didn't happen because you were drunk on tap water so don't repeat it again and step out of this bathroom unless you want to sleep here!" I said then quickly step away or my stupidity will come again.

"Why should? You enjoyed it too, right?" ask Gibran while blocking my wrist.

"Just like when you stole my first kiss, I also have the right to tell you to miss tonight."

"Keep you forgot our first kiss?"

"Yes not! How's it going?"

Dang! I got caught up in the game he said again. Being overwhelmed by this feeling made me stupid.

...

I changed my clothes in the bathroom because Gibran was in my room. He is currently lying on the floor with only a thin blanket.

He curled up, from his forehead slid in sweat while his sleep looked restless.

I sighed, many times I taught this stupid self a firmness but many times also I violated it myself.

My hand outstretched carefully touched Gibran's forehead and my guess is correct if he has a fever right now.

"Jasmine.." called Gibran with a smile, and his eyes opened as if he was very glad I noticed and after that his eyes closed again.

"Sleeping on top, you have a fever" I asked in a cold tone but he shook my head.

"I'm afraid that Rora will fall asleep, you will get well later on I will, really" he replied in a slow voice a little hoarse.

"Well, if you don't want to be dealt with!" my snort is upset.

I went back to my bed, lying down while staring at the ceiling of my room but I could not stop fidgeting.

I can't stop worrying about it...

I then took a basin of water and put a small towel in it, not forgetting I also took a glass of warm water and fever medicine in the medicine storage box.

"I saw you not because I care but I just don't want Rora to get sick again" I said when I started compressing her.

Both of Gibran's eyes were still closed but his lips flashed a smile, "lovely love.." he said softly as he stroked my arm with his hot hand, causing me to worry even more as the fever was so high.

Gibran's body heat gradually dropped after a while he took the medicine but I still sat next to him with hands that Gibran did not release until I finally fell asleep because when I woke up I was already on top of the bed and Aurora was no longer in this room.

I quickly rushed out of my room to look for Rora's whereabouts and when I came out, an unusual sight immediately greeted me.

"Good morning mom..." Gibran greeted him by mimicking the voice of the little boy he helped Aurora wave her hand and they came back joking while my grandmother was still busy in the kitchen.

I then chose to take a quick shower so I could play with Aurora right away.

"Mother's son has taken a bath, already fragrant, in bathing omah huh?" ask me with a warm smile while occasionally peeping her puffed cheeks.

"I'm not in the kiss too? I took a shower, it was fragrant too." said Gibran who made me instantly give him a cynical look.

"Not the grandmother who took Rora's bath, she already smells right out of the room," my grandmother said from the kitchen to surprise me as if in disbelief because Gibran had bathed Aurora and saw her smile proudly.

Surely I did not respond to his smile that had other meanings let alone he kept tugging at my shirt and pointing at his cheeks asking to be kissed and fortunately the sound of knocking on the door saved me from it.

I quickly ran away from Gibran, who began to urge me to use Rora and opened the door quickly.

"Morning Jasmine..."

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