The 7th Eye

The 7th Eye
CHAPTER 5 BAGAS



I woke up that morning because the alarm on Nasya's HP shocked me. I immediately turned it off because the song was too noisy the alarm went off at 07:00, Nasya still hugged me in his sleep I saw the clock and the needle already showed at 09:20 we both woke up very late that day and not long after Nasya caught up with me waking up, I kissed her on the forehead and greeted her warmly that morning.


"good morning" I said as I kissed Nasya's forehead gently


"don't I say don't go through the bolster"


"you're the one who passed it, baby"


He looked back at the place where he was sleeping, he told him to stop calling him that way and come back to his arms and tell me to shut up because my son was hit by his head, he said, I just smiled and examined his face that was deducing his life that had not fully returned. I remember the incident last night where our lips met and he called another man besides me with that beautiful smile. My face warms my heart it feels pained to remember that, I rubbed Nasya's lips slowly he just looked at me and hurriedly stood up leaving me to the bathroom.


I followed her up and held the bathroom doorknob she was going to enter, she told me to move aside because I wanted to wash my face, I could not stand the pain that appeared on my chest when I was sick, I pulled Nasha on the nape and started rubbing her lips, she pushed my body and told me to stop, but the longer the urge weakened he squeezed my clothes and his leg support weakened because of my tongue game is too fast, I hold his body that began to fall slowly and lift him up on the mattress.


I gave him a pause to take a breath, it looks he was very ngosan, I cleaned my saliva attached to his lips, his lips look reddish pink because of my actions. (He didn't even reply when I kissed him earlier, was this his first time or did he still love the man in his dream) My inner self, I was back in a fit of annoyance at that moment.


"have you never done it"


"hay I told you not to pass bat emmh"


I went back to playing with her lips and moved to Nasya's beautiful neck, somehow I took off the shirt I was wearing Bagas pushed me hard and yelled at me


"ah jebal geumanhe, Bagas realized how much you want to betrothed" I realized when Nasya shouted at me and stopped, I dropped the shirt I was holding.


"i'm sorry I'm out of control"


I just looked down in front of him because I felt guilty, he passed me and pinched my stomach hard. I complained of the pain and held onto Nasha's scars and she went into the bathroom. The joseon man who followed me stood on the balcony of my room looking at me from the window and laughing at me.


"mabsosa, ajig ireuda (wow master, it's even morning)" said the man with my mocking laughter


"yes bikyeo (hey get out of the way)" I said, annoyed at the man, he laughed at me and disappeared.


(she will definitely be angry at me and won't talk anymore) My inner self. My stomach was ringing because I had not been in the faith, I immediately went to the kitchen and cooked spaghetti, well that was the fastest dish for now. After I finished making the sauce for my spaghetti, I went to the room to plow Nasya breakfast. I took a deep breath and hoped Nasya would not get angry at me.


When he approached her he was finishing combing her hair, I heard her stomach sounding loudly indicating that she was hungry too.


"you're done showering, let's have breakfast"


"you cook"


I'm relieved her face looks happy, I took her to the dining room and prepared breakfast for us. His stomach continued to sound until he looked embarrassed.


"you're that hungry"


he agreed and offered to help but I refused. I brought the 2 pyrin spaghetti I made before. He ate so well that I was so happy to see him


"sorry yes" I said as I cleaned the cheese stuck to her lips


Nasya looked at my cynical (aah obliterated me) inner self, but he smiled afterwards and continued eating quietly.


"do you know, it was my first time, so how do I repay you" Nasya said as she looked at me with a sharp look, but I was a little relieved (meaning he never did it with Taehyung)my inner being with a smiley face


"hahaha let's finish your food dear" I gulped my saliva, I'll give up on whatever happens after this.


After the meal she took me to see Netflix together, I led her to the TV room to watch and I set up netflix exactly what she wanted. But Nasya closed it and switched to yutub he opened a Kpop grub music show called BTS and watched it. He screamed like he was watching a live concert at his place and when the V he saw opened his belly that box Nasya was shouting "HYA KIM TAEHYUNG"


"emm Kim Taehyung, you know it"


"no, but you had a tantrum last night about him, is he your ex"


"haaa ahahahahahah my ex, wait for me to stir about him"


"yes until you, kiss me very long"


"HAH, KISS MUU really" Nasya was very shocked and she closed her eyes with a shy hand


"yes really"


"sorry... Because of me you did that this morning" Nasya said apologetically as she stroked my arm


"it's okay"


I continued watching Nasya's favorite kpop grub that got carried away with the dream and the taehyung taehyung kept opening his stomach and it turned out that I had to take his heart from taehyung, oh come on don't joke.


"that's what I want to see, my own is better" said I prided myself


"why so"


"i said I had better"


I pulled his hand and put it in my shirt so he could feel my ABS. Nasya even laughed at me who was showing off to him that my own is better than his idol because I often exercise. Nasya told me to end it and said it was just a joke. He said he loved me too. It felt like I was in the awang awang yating so happy to hear Nasya's answer.


"I LOVE YOU"


"really"


He pulled me to his chest and I listened to his heartbeat very quickly. Like I was close to him.


"yes darling"


She covered her face embarrassed for calling me that. I tried to let go of the hand that covered her face, it was too cute to miss. He told me that he had liked me for a long time. I couldn't believe what he was saying, how I missed my chance with him when he was in front of me. He was protesting against the mark I made so visible on his neck.


"ah sorry"


"sst don't talk, your jakun moves"


Nasya went up to my lap, he grabbed my jakun who was on the rise and swallowed his saliva. He started sucking my junky and made the same mark I made on his neck. He took off his nose and bite to see the result and he smiled in satisfaction. I didn't know that Nasya was this brave. He stopped in front of my face and told me to continue the activities he started. Nasya put her pink lips on me and I started to enjoy it. It's been a long time since I kissed her, I felt it inside those sweet lips, I'm afraid our situation is deteriorating so much that I forgot the sweet taste of her lips at this time.


I continued to her neck and undressed her still in the tangtop, she stopped me before everything became excessive. I stopped in front of his chest and looked at his heavy old scar like a sword I had.


I asked her since when the wound was drawn on her chest and how shocked I was when she said after knowing the little picture she saw in the hallway. I was so angry at myself, what this curse the god meant, the wound would become a new wound again and make me feel even more guilty. I could only curse myself at that moment. (I am the god of destruction how can such magic befall me that I kill my friends and lovers) My inner self is so dead to myself.


I hugged Nasya tightly, perhaps I would often rebuke while living in this mortal world, lamenting how stupid I was and how miserable the end of our love would be, I've been thinking too far for this relationship that we're going to have, but the battery whistled loudly, I don't want to be remembered Nasya as a bad person in his eyes.


"from now on don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't look at my eyes too deeply anymore I'm afraid of hurting you" I said with tears that didn't stop flowing.


Although Nasya was currently staring at me as well and nothing happened, but I was afraid, afraid to lose her again, afraid to hurt her again. I was afraid of being the bad guy in her eyes.