Sweet merciful crap! I'm not dead! And I'm UPDATING! Rejoice! …Actually…my readers for "Beautiful" are prolly going to remove my spleen through my nostrils for not updating that story first. But then, in order to do that, they'd have to find me, wouldn't they? Mwahahahbwah! On with da story! Prepare for fluffiness!
Ch. 3
Disclaimer: /Can I say I'm sorry/For everything that comes/Along with me/For all the disappointments/I promise there is something/Worth keeping/
We had an unexpectedly good day today, Yi and I. I woke up this morning to a pair of lips pressing themselves against my own. Of course, they were his, but since I'm not exactly at my peak in the small hours of the morning, it took me a couple of panicked seconds to realize this. My eyes opened wide to reveal Yi smiling down at me, all too amused at my early morning confusion. "What…what are you doing?" I managed to choke out. He smirked. "What's wrong? I'm not allowed to say good morning to you?"
"Of course you are. It's just…you usually don't." Which is perfectly true. Yi loves me, but under normal circumstances, (meaning, when he's not having one of his attacks) he's usually not very demonstrative about it. Half the time, I wake up and he's already left for some meeting. As he's explained to me before, it's simply because he's a busy man who doesn't always have time to be affectionate—although, it's much closer to the truth to say that he's just not very well versed in being affectionate. It's not really his nature. That being said, I'm sure my surprise at his actions was not at all misplaced. He leaned down and kissed me again, gently brushing my bangs out of my eyes. I sat up. "Alright, what are you up to?" I demanded.
He looked away, licking his lips. "I…" he stopped and cleared his throat, blushing. Something was definitely up. "Look…you know that…that I'm not very good at this sort of thing, and…"
"At what sort of thing? Darling, what are you talking about?" At this point, he was redder than I'd ever seen him before, and was very carefully not making eye contact with me. "Here," he said, grabbing something from the night-table and shoving it into my hand. "Happy anniversary." He mumbled. I was shocked speechless and frozen in place, not even able to look down at what he'd put in my hand. To be perfectly honest, Yi is…absolutely terrible at remembering things like this. In the four years we've been together, I've never once expected him to go out of his way to make a romantic gesture, and for the most part, he never really has. And he has never, ever, remembered our anniversary, much less given me something for it. There was at least ten minutes of silence between us, astonished on my part, awkward on his. Eventually, I was able to drag my attention to the small object resting in my palm.
It was a little box, crudely wrapped in patterned, colorful rice paper, and tied with an even cruder silk bow. He had very clearly attempted to gift wrap it himself, which was sweet, but even more bewildering. I untied the bow and managed to remove the paper without tearing it. Lifting the lid revealed an exquisite ornamental comb, an intricately carved gold butterfly. I'm not sure, but I think my jaw actually dropped. I looked up to see him apprehensively studying my reaction out of the corner of his eye. "So?" he asked. It took me a couple of seconds to find my voice. "Yi, it's…it's beautiful!"
"Good." He said, looking decidedly smug and pleased with himself. "It seemed like something that would appeal to your tastes." He started to get up off the bed, and I laid a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. "Hold it," I said. "This isn't like you…this really isn't like you. What brought this on?" He looked away again and shrugged, obviously not wanting to talk about it. "Yi, if you really think there is any possible way I'm just going to let you walk off without giving me any kind of explanation, then you are very sadly mistaken."
"See, this is why I don't like to do things like this for you." He grumbled. I frowned, but decided to let his comment slide. I was not, however, letting him slide. He seemed to realize this, and, sighing, sat back down. He opened his mouth to speak, when suddenly a devilish grin crossed his face. He gave me a look that made my heart skip a beat before launching himself at me and capturing me in a shockingly passionate kiss. As he pressed me down onto the bed, I felt one of his hands sneak it's way up the inside of my thigh, trying to spread my legs apart in order to grant himself access. I broke the kiss. "Oh, no you don't," I gasped, batting his hand away. "Don't even think about it. Not until you give me an explanation." He moved closer against me, but kept his hands to himself, pouting. "Why do you need an explanation?" He complained. "Why can't you just accept my gift without making a big deal out of it?"
"Because, it's weird. You've never done anything like this before. Why start now?" Yi's face became suddenly solemn. There was a long pause, and when he spoke, it was almost a whisper. "He…I know I don't say this often enough, but…I love you. I know that these past few months have been really rough on you. You've put up with a lot of things that most people would utterly refuse to take. No matter what I've said or done to you, you've stayed with me. Four years is a long time to have to put up with someone like me, and…I know that a hair ornament is a pretty pathetic way to thank you for all of that, but it was all I could think of. So there it is. Satisfied?"
I hugged him, and at first he was too surprised to react. "Yes," I whispered. "I'm satisfied." Gradually, he relaxed and hugged me back. "I'm glad to hear it," he said, "Because this little display used up all my romance and sensitivity reserves for at least the next year or two. So don't expect anything sweet or cute for a good long while."
"You bastard," I laughed, "I should have known this was too good to be true. Will you at least make love to me? Or have you used up all of your passion, as well?" He smirked, and used his weight to pin me to he bed. "My passion for you, dear general, will never be used up."
As I said, it was a very good day.
Awww! Isn't that cute? Isn't it? ANSWER ME! Anyhoo, sorry for the delay. I'll be updating much quicker and on a regular basis throughout the summer, so no more long delays for at least two months. Huzzah!
