half/closer

half / 14 [1/2]

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The harmonious chirp of the birds gradually woke me up from my sleep. The light from an unfamiliar window brought warmth through my skin but slipped in my untainted eyes, making me wince softly. Still, in my hazy state, I made a move from my spot but was halted by the arms around my waist.

My eyes bulged out, fully alert now that I wasn't exactly in my own room but immediately calmed down once I recalled last night's events.

The smile on my lips coordinated with the rays of the sunlight, utterly in the bliss that Khloe and I slept together in a spooning position. I carefully rolled around Khloe's embrace, trying not to wake her up and looked at her unconscious form. Some of her coffee tresses were on her face. Their shades lighten due to the flickers of the sunbeam coming from her window. The long lashes of her eyes were noticeable with her hazel-green orbs hiding beneath her lids. The smooth skin of her face bloomed replicating her beauty. Contrary to her sister who had the sweetest face, Khloe's feature was daunting but at this moment, I felt dazed by how serene she looked like.

My gaze fell on her parted lips and I couldn't help but bite my bottom one, remembering our deal last night. It was a dumb attempt from me and I just realized I'd sounded desperate and silly. However, Khloe seemed oblivious to my feelings for her and she was almost certainly thinking that I just needed her lips on mine to heal my damaged heart and the broken art of my past.

Subconsciously, I raised my hand and gingerly tucked her hair behind her ear. The brunette stirred suddenly causing me to panic inside and that was my cue to close my eyes and pretend to be fast asleep.

I tried to sense her movement, completely attentive to her close proximity. And because I shifted a while ago in her embrace, in my surprise, Khloe tightened her hold on me, putting her legs on mine, drawing me closer to her body. I internally screamed inside as I felt her all over me.

And then my nerves rose up into a fluttering mess when she placed a feathery kiss on my nose. A toothy grin willingly broke out from my lips and then I rubbed my nose as if she'd left a butterfly on it.

A light chuckle from her effectively exposed my orbs and once our eyes met, it was a chain reaction. Her earthly eyes—her eyes produced a seismic wave through me, trembling my heart from deep inertia, causing colossal debris inside my system.

Completely astounded, I buried my face in the crook of her neck, earning a soft laugh from her.

"I knew it," Khloe muttered, her voice still hoarse from sleep. "You're already awake."

Blushing for being caught, I gathered the courage to bite the skin on her neck. It was a little rough and Khloe slightly pulled away, making me pout.

"Hey, we didn't talk about any biting," she scolded, narrowing her eyes at me.

I rolled my eyes at her statement. "Hey back, Klo, don't forget you bit my lips last night a couple of times."

"Well, yeah," Khloe relented. "But we didn't talk about neck bites."

"And we also didn't agree about nose kisses," I countered, my lips curved because I'd got her there. She averted her eyes from me as she shied away and it was totally adorable of her.

In my dismay, she sat up, leaving me cold in my place, and then she glanced at me over her shoulder. "We are basically friends with kissing benefits now so nose kisses and other parts of your body kisses completely counts."

And it was my time to flush, the words 'other parts of your body' rang through my ears. Oh gosh, what did she mean by that?!

Seeing my widened eyes, Khloe spurted out laughing. "I'm totally kidding, you adorable boots!"

Crap! I didn't want her to kid around about that. I was about to tell her that it was absolutely fine and when it comes to kissing me, the sky is the limit but once she defined me 'adorable', I turned into a speechless mess.

To conceal my mortification, I gripped her pillow and aimed it directly at her face. She was caught off guard when I hit her square and solid. Khloe looked at me surprised, her mouth agape and her hair in exquisite disorder.

"Y-You didn't just hit me, Hilary Damien!" she said, her tone cautioned me and I was totally aware now that I was in trouble.

In an instant, she straddled me quickly and I squealed under her body, my hands were put into places as she knocked them on the sides of my head.

"Have mercy, Klo!" I giggled, trying my best to release myself from her hold but was defeated.

Khloe had a smug look on her face as she stared down at me. "Now, now... what am I going to do with you?"

"Well, considering your position, guys, banging is definitely the best thing to do now," an unexpected voice behind us caused us to separate right away with me pushing Khloe off and jumping out of the bed in horror while hearing the brunette groaned in exasperation.

"Don't you knock?!" Khloe exclaimed and I awkwardly glanced towards her sister who was standing in the doorway with an amused smile on her sweet yet deceiving face. Apparently, we were caught red-handed.

"No," Quinn said as she leaned against the door frame. "Just as you always entering my room without knocking. Now you totally understand my feelings whenever you bother me and my girl in our most intimate moment."

"I don't," Khloe muttered, rolling her eyes at her sister. "What are you doing here, anyway?"

Quinn turned to me with impish eyes. "I'm going to prepare our breakfast but then I realized that somebody is gone from my bed. So I went to the pleasure to find this missing body and thinking she wouldn't barge into Aunt Claire's room, I firstly came here to collect her. So if you may, Hilary, come out now and go back to your recent spot on my bed before your friends wake up without you there. Or else, they might find you here and then connect the missing link between you and your Klo."

My cheek immediately burned up as she gave emphasis to the personal nickname I had given to Khloe. Quinn smirked, this time turning her attention to her sister. She thrusted her hips while wiggling her brows then gesturing a thumb up with a proud grin on her face.

Khloe glared at her and before she could even get out of the bed, Quinn was already out, closing the door in the process.

"Don't mind her," Khloe said as I buried my face in my hands in shame. "And get used to it. She's a fućkgirl."

"Excuse me," I retorted, looking at her confused.

She sighed, resting her back on the headboard, and let out a chuckle. "What I mean is, don't get deceived with that pretty sweet face. My sister is nowhere near innocent and you'll have to get used to it. You know about her condition, right?"

I nodded, clamping my lips inward in wonder. "How she does it anyway?"

"I don't have any idea," Khloe shrugged. "Arisa is so lucky though. Quinn's ex-girlfriend said she was relentless."

I rubbed the back of my neck, puzzled at what she was talking about. "Relentless in what?"

Khloe scrunched her face. "Jane last words about her were, 'Now, it all made sense why she was relentless in bed. Quinn isn't aware of her physical influence on me whenever she touches me so she doesn't know when to stop, adjust or even know when to be soft or hard.' I wished I didn't ask her about my sister's performance though. It was disgusting. So in summary, Quinn is Arisa's exclusive fuckgírl."

"Damn!" I uttered, wondering how Arisa could manage her girl in that way. But if Quinn was relentless, how about my Klo?

"You're interested," Khloe suddenly accused.

"W-What?" I stammered, taken aback.

She laughed. "You had this face saying how it's going to feel like."

"No, I don't have that face!" I argued, my cheeks were already on fire at the constant heating and it was still morning. Dammit! This was all Khloe's fault for teasing me about 'other parts of the body kisses' and I just couldn't help but think of us that way. I had to remind myself that there was a limitation in the word 'kissing benefits'.

"Your face is getting a bit red though," Khloe went on to tease me so I grabbed a pillow again and threw it at her, which she succeeded to dodge this time. She stuck her tongue out like a kid, earning a grumble from me.

"Whatever, I have to go now," I said, marching towards her door.

"Wait," I heard her call once I was out of her room. Khloe jogged out to meet me in the hallway barefoot. When she approached me, she cupped my face then leaned in, pecking my lips unexpectedly. "Good morning," she whispered, letting me go, and then walked back to her room, leaving me stunned at my own place.

Gosh, I'm screwed!

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