Just One More Sniff

I followed him with my gaze for a while before finally going inside. I took a shower. After a few hours, I opened that polo and I bit my lower lip when I smelled his scent on that polo. It was clean, but the smell was really strong on the clothes. I've already mastered his smell because we've been together for a few days so I don't know if I'll wear it or not. If I don't wear it, I don't really have anything to use, so I couldn't do anything anymore.

It bothered me but I felt it was too short because it only reached my legs, so I didn’t know if I would ever go out or just stay in this room until dark so everyone couldn’t see me.

After a few minutes, I heard a knock that made me panicked. I immediately adjusted myself before I opened the door. He exposed to me while his hair was still dripping. I could see him lower his gaze across me when he saw me.

"I don't think I can wear this," I almost whispered to him and turned around in front of him.

Some time later, I heard his faint whispers of curses so I looked at him. He looked serious and I could clearly see the gradual blushing of both of his ears. He looked away from me immediately and went outside of the room so I followed him.

"Why you took so long? I thought you would never come out," I heard him say and went straight to the terrace of the hut.

I just followed him with my gaze until he sat down and violently smoked a cigarette.

"Father Henry told you to stop that. That's bad for you," I casually told him and sat beside him.

He glanced at me for a moment and took that glass with only whiskey. I saw the movement of his adam's apple as he drank it straight away. Is he okay?

"Are you alright? Why do you seem so nervous?" I asked him in surprise because I could feel his tension.

He sneezed. He ruffled his hair violently and tilted his head slightly to look at me.

"That polo made you look so hot. I shouldn't have put that on you. Dammit..." he almost whispered to me.

I stiffened when I heard his husky voice. He smoked a cigarette again while looking into the distance. It's getting dark because it's raining again. It starts to mist and it's raining heavy, so gradually the surroundings also get colder.

"Can I taste that?" I was embarrassed to ask him, pertaining to what he is drinking right now.

I see that’s what Rafa and Yerim often drink so I want to taste it. They said it was delicious.

"Are you sure? This one is a bit of a hard drink," he asked me and looked at me.

He looked down at my body again and bit his lower lip so I pushed his face away.

"I know what you're thinking. Pervert," I told him and get that alcohol from his hand.

I filled it and tasted it. When I liked the taste I halved it and then returned it to him.

"This one is for you," I told him sparingly. He just took it and smiled.

"So, what's you problem? Dad Henry told me earlier not to leave you alone. Why? Are you suicidal?" I begin asking him.

I have nothing else to hear but the gradual pouring of heavy rain. The deepening of his breath next to mine and the sound of that glass and wine every time the two of them collided.

"What are we doing now? Getting to know each other? I thought it was okay for us to be strangers to each other," I heard him say that made me chuckled.

"Yeah, that's why I'm asking you. No judgment, isn't it?"  I told him that made him smirk on me.

"That's out of the picture now. That's why I'm here, to forget that thing. Plus, I'm not suicidal. I just don't want to be alone when I'm devastated, that's why I decided to tag along with you," he explained to me well.

I just nodded at him and simply glanced at him. His ears are still red for no apparent reason. I shrugged my shoulder then take a shot again of his whiskey. I'm already hugging myself because of the cold, so I can clearly smell him through this cloth. It's satisfying, honestly. It feels like I want to smell him thoroughly. I cannot get enough of this smell of his.

We drink for an hour until Dad Henry arrived to bring us some food. He stayed there for a while and then left to go home. I never thought of going home with him because I was already feeling dizzy but I was still able to eat while still drinking. He was still outside and seemed to be consuming a pack of that cigarette.

I walked towards the terrace to give him some food. I almost fell in front of him due to being out of balance so he quickly attended to me.

"Careful, you drank woman," he uttered and chuckled on me.

I laughed as I pushed him that plate with only food and snatched the glass from him and then drank the contents.

"You need to eat. I'm not drunk yet, hey," I told him with a laugh and left him there.

I went back inside to finish my food. When I finished, I felt even more dizzy. When I felt like I was going to vomit, I quickly headed to the CR to dip my face in the water. I was shocked when no one came out of there so I stood up.

"Hey, are you okay?" I heard someone said so I looked at him.

I laughed when I saw him walks towards me and quickly held my hand. "What happened? Why are you so wet?"

"I thought I was going to vomit so I submerged in the water to not continue," I told him casually then I looked at him intently.

I heard he laughed. "You're really drunk."

"I'm not, mister whoever you are. You’re the one who's drunk here," I uttered to him while still staring at him.

I don’t know why or what went through my mind when I even approached him and smelled him. Maybe I was really drunk and I knew everything I was doing but I had no control over myself.

"You smells so good. What's your perfume?" I innocently asked him then I sniff his neck.

"Stop it," he uttered that made me looked at him.

"Why? The smell is ..." I said unconsciously and continue what I was doing.

"Just... one more sniff, what will happen next isn't my fault anymore so, stop it," he told me emphatically but I ignored it and moved my body closer to him.

"Damn you... you're so fucking annoying," I heard him whispered while slowly caressing my waist.

I stiffened when I feel his hands around my waist. I wanted to stay away from him but I couldn't even think properly, even though I already knew what was going to happen.