Trap Girl

Small Attention

One week they stayed. There is always a fuss every day if they cross paths. Until the peak of the commotion occurred this morning, before Arkha left for the office.

This morning, Kanaya only realized that for one week she had moved to bed, all because of the actions of Arkha who moved her. The assumption of Kanaya who thought she was delirious and moved to the same bed with Arkha, turned out to be wrong. He also cursed himself who was too deep during sleep, until unconscious with the touch Arkha gave him.

"So, all this time that moved me to that bed, you?" Kanaya asked as she ruffled her waist in front of Arkha, who was enjoying a breakfast of bread coated with pineapple jam.

Arkha did not glance towards Kanaya in the slightest. The man behaved indifferently while enjoying his delicious breakfast this morning for one week. The menu she ate was the same as what she had eaten before. Perhaps it was Kanaya's presence here that was able to affect Arkha's appetite. Although his ears were also hot, as a result of the ravings that were spoken from the mouth of this woman.

Then Arkha stood up, and took a loaf of bread that he had smeared with chocolate jam.

"Aren't you tired of nagging from now on?" Arkha said as his hand put the bread he held earlier into Kanaya's mouth.

Just then it managed to silence Kanaya's mouth and automatically stop nagging Arkha.

"Gentlemen, I'm not done talking!" Kanaya protested with her mouth full.

Then Arkha put the rest of the bread in his hand into Kanaya's mouth. Not giving a crack to this woman raving back.

"Here you go, finish your breakfast, and then I'll drive you to work. I'll pick you up at lunch time." Arkha's voice sounded like a command in Kanaya's ear.

"Where does Arkha want to take me? I have an appointment with Keanu. We're gonna buy stock in a restaurant." Reply Kanaya while rubbing the corners of her wet lips.

"To the boutique."

"What! Why are we going there?" Kanaya's rush approached Arkha who was already preparing to leave for work. "You can't just ask me to marry you, can you?" Kanaya's question was ridiculous according to Arkha.

"If you want, come on. I don't mind at all." Arkha's reply was so relaxing. He liked to see Kanaya's face that was upset with him the most.

"No, no! I don't want to! Better to be the mistress of a rich man, than to be married to a series of brothers." Reject Kanaya firmly while shaking her head quickly.

Arkha tightened his jaw to hear the sentence coming out of this woman's mouth. Then it makes Arkha want to snap Kanaya's forehead.

"That's the same, stupid!" His furious rank towards Kanaya, Arkha subconsciously snapped at her a little harder. To make Kanaya sick.

"It hurts, Brother!" Kanaya protested while rubbing her disentile forehead Arkha just now.

Arkha's eyes widened as he looked at his former flick on Kanaya's red forehead. He feels guilty. Then Arkha advanced his body towards Kanaya, briefly peeling the reddened surface of the skin.