Naomi is making her way home from office after a very prolific day. She hasn't had her lunch or small meal or even snack due to hectic schedule she got. She hurriedly drives just to have her dinner at home. She's starving to death.
"Jesus Christ." She studied the weather which she thinks won't be good until tomorrow. She grabs her iphone and made a call.
"Hey, you okay? I'm on my way home. Better prepare my dinner, I'm fucking hungry." She stirred the wheel to turn right.
"Yes your majesty. Done already, just waiting for the cow to arrive home." She can imagine Emily's eyes rolling.
Naomi giggles hearing that husky voice; it's like a lullaby to her ear. "It's not my problem if you fell in love to that Italian Restaurant. We have a deal."
"Whatever, bitch. You fucking eat this food or I'll cut your throat open." Emily warned her. She knows that the red-head is not really good when it comes to kitchen works, especially cooking.
"Okay, okay. I'll ingest the food without chewing just to make your temper calm down."
"Such a cow." Emily hisses. "Drive safe. It's raining pretty hard. See you."
"Okay." Naomi puts her iphone down and slowed down her tempo. 'Drive safe…' And she abides it.
After 10 minutes she reached her huge garage. She grabs her umbrella at the backseat and went outside the car. She runs through the front door to avoid getting drench even harder. She went inside and dash to the dining area where Emily is waiting. Emily put the book down when she felt Naomi's presence. She stares at her plainly and waiting for the blonde to motion in the vacant chair in front of her.
"Hey." Naomi puts her phone beside her plate. Raindrops keep falling from her peroxide hair. She wipes it gently. "Sorry about that."
It's been a week and 3 days since Emily tried to familiarize herself to Naomi's house. She actually adjusted that fast and she now can function without asking Naomi if where are the things she needed.
Naomi saw her stands up and made her way to the laundry room. Emily went back carrying a towel and throws it to Naomi's face. Naomi starts to wipe herself dry.
"How stupid." Emily utters whilst making herself comfortable in her chair. "You have an umbrella, still you fucking got huge raindrops? Did you catch the tears of the sky?"
Naomi pouted. "Christ sake, Em." She grabbed the salad and put some in her plate. "I'm fucking hungry, can you please shut up?" She's speaking whilst eating.
"Where are your manners? Stop talking whilst eating." Emily glares at her. The red-head have some major problems when it comes to her temper. "You drink that afterwards." She points her finger at the kitchen counter, showing some acetaminophen tablets. "Don't be such an idiot next time. You're smart but you're stupid. How can two brain qualities exist both in the same time like yours?" She is eating her salad.
Naomi rolled her eyes. All she can her from Emily is discourse every day, every fucking day. She continues eating her dinner and doesn't want to start mocking sessions with the red-head. She's pretty hungry and keeps on letting out small sneezes.
"Fuck sake, I think I'm going to be sick." She whispers to herself. She can feel in the corner of her eyes some hot sensations. "Oh God." She sneezes pretty hard which made Emily glance at her.
"That's what I'm talking about." She stands up and seizes the tablets from the counter. She also grabs some tepid water.
"Drink this."
"I'm fine, Em." Naomi refused.
"Fucking hell." She puts the water down and tablets in front of Naomi, her left hand on her left hip. She's standing beside the blonde. "You're such a kid. Drink that or I'll make you swallow all those tablets instead of one only."
She grabs the medicine and swallows it. She motions afterwards the water to her mouth. "It tastes like holy shit."
Emily gazes at her heavily. "You go upstairs and rest. I don't need you here." She cleans the table and put the dishes at the lavatory.
"Is that your own way to care?"
Emily halted from what she's doing. 'Care?' she's confused.
"Because if you do, it's not fucking obvious. You're pretty cruel." She made her way upstairs and slam the door closed making Emily jerk.
"Bitch." She washed the dishes, cleans the counter and arranges everything before she went to the living room and turns the TV on. She planned to watch the news before studying at her room.
X
It was midnight when she finished reading some papers she needs to take note. She didn't notice the time ticking so fast. She closes her Macbook and shifted to make herself comfortable and meet her dreams when she remembers Naomi. She went out from her bed and made her way to Naomi's room. She slowly knocks and waits. She didn't hear anything. She twisted the doorknob open and planned to sneak and check if Naomi is doing fine. She can see Naomi's figure inside the duvet. She gently close the door and walk towards Naomi's bed side.
"Hey" she touched Naomi's forehead. "Bloody hell, you're burning." She heaves the duvet tight to Naomi's burning body because of unexpected fever. "Just wait." Emily hurriedly went downstairs to get the medicine, water and basin with small towel to wipe Naomi's fever down. After a couple of minutes she went back seizing the things she needed to aid the blonde. She noticed that Naomi hasn't changed her office suit.
"You didn't change your fucking clothes?" she was extreme. She now knows the reason why Naomi is suffering from fever. "You really are a cow." She searched for Naomi's wardrobe. She snatches some comfortable shirt and pajama. She sat beside the blonde and pulls the duvet down. Naomi pulls it up.
"We need to change your clothes. You'll get a fucking killer pneumonia if ever." She's worried.
"I'm fine." She can feel her hot breath due to compression of heat from her body. "You should go to sleep. Thanks."
"You don't want to test my patience, do you?" she gritted her teeth. She's not enjoying this.
"Em."
"You listen to me, and listen very carefully. We need to get that soiled dress out of your burning body. You need to drink this medicine and I need to wash you, okay?" She started to soak the small towel in the basin with cold water. "Don't jerk, this water is cold. It will help you let the fever out from your body." Emily slowly unbutton Naomi's office top.
"What are you doing?" Naomi asks with her eyes having some unshed tears because of too much hot sensation that she feels like it will evaporate any minute.
"I'm going to rape you?" She said with a mocking tone. "Gonna change your clothes, idiot." She saw Naomi's face turns to red and she knows it's not because of the fever. She gently removes Naomi's clothes; she saw how flawless Naomi is revealing the glowing skin in a dim light from the lamp beside the bed. She gently made a swallow move feeling her throat dried upon witnessing those gorgeous body in front of her. No one can resist those curves and not to mention those handful breasts.
"Don't fucking jerk. This towel is freezing cold." She saw Naomi gently nods. She slowly strokes the towel tenderly in Naomi's arms, back, nape and body. She's restraining herself from doing some stupid actions that they will both regret in the end. 'Oh fucking hell, this is torture.' She needs to fight against the temptation. "Go turn around and unhook your bra, then wear this." She handed the white big shirt to Naomi. She saw hesitations from Naomi's eyes.
"For fuck sake, I won't touch you okay?" 'Really Emily?' she turns her back away from Naomi to give the blonde some privacy to wear off the remaining piece of fabric covering her upper torso. "Jesus."
"I'm sorry. You really don't need to do these things." Naomi slightly sneaking to where Emily is, back against back. She uses her right arm to cover her breasts from exposing to those now dark brown eyes. "I'm naked."
"I fucking know, okay?" She said sarcastically. "Can I turn around? You need to wear this or much better 'you' wear this." She landed a piece of a white shirt to Naomi's hand but still her back facing Naomi.
"Thanks. I feel better now." She put the shirt on and lay on her bed again. "I'll be fine. You can sleep now." She half-heartedly smiles. Emily spins around to see her under the dim light. She stands up and made her way outside Naomi's room making Naomi wondered. The blonde thought she would go to bed since it's really getting late. But to her surprise, she saw Emily entered her room again carrying her security pillow.
"You need to sleep." She positions herself in the couch beside Naomi's bed, 8 feet apart. "Going to wake you up for acetaminophen, you can't miss one fucking tablet or else the fever will eat you up again."
"Em."
"What?" she's placing her pillow in her new bed for tonight.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" Emily gazes at her. "It's your bloody problem. You can't help it, can you? Being a twat sometimes?"
"Care." She's smiling back at her. "I know I'm shitty sometimes. I was really starving, haven't eaten anything after breakfast. I was so tired and then the rain comes when I was driving my way home."
"Yeah, just stop being so brainless sometimes. And I don't care." She secured the medicines and glass of water before lying in the couch. "Go to sleep." She closed her tired eyes.
"Okay, not care. Concern maybe?"
"Shut up."
"Okay." She then closes her eyes and prepares to meet her dreams.
X
"Hey. Wake up." She's shaking Naomi who keeps on uttering something, her fever went up again. "You're having a nightmare. Fucking fever, it's getting high again."
It was 4 o'clock in the morning when she heard Naomi grumbles. She cannot understand herself but she's freaking worried. "Naomi." Second time she mentioned it since they met.
She still keeps on waking Naomi up. She needs to in order for her to calm down, she needs assurance.
"Nai." She calls out again. She heard Naomi saying something. She's thinking Naomi is experiencing hallucination.
"Effy…" Naomi softly utters unconsciously. "Ef…"
She was in confusion. Did she hear it correctly? The only word she remembers is 'Ef'.
"You're cursing me?" she heard no answer from Naomi. Maybe it was meant to be spoken through hallucination. She gently shake Naomi again until the blonde open her eyes. "Thank God, you're fucking having some delirium. Drink this, it's been 4 hours."
She grabs the medicine from Emily's hand and took it quickly. "Sorry."
"Go back to sleep." Emily went back to the couch. She lies down when she saw Naomi slowly dozing off again.
"Who the fuck is 'Ef'?" she's wondering.
X
Naomi woke up with no signs of Emily inside her room. As far as she can remember Emily slept in the couch but now she can see no sign of the red-head.
She feels better now. She pulls herself together, went downstairs hoping to see Emily in the kitchen. And she was right; Emily was in the kitchen preparing breakfast.
"Hey. Morning." She greeted her weakly.
"Feeling okay?" Emily is preparing the porridge.
"Yeah, thanks." She glances at the wall clock. Emily saw her.
"You're not going to work. You need to rest. I already told your secretary, Panda, that you are bloody sick." Emily prepares the breakfast in order for Naomi to eat.
"I can't. I need to go to the office." She protests. "I'm fine now."
"You fucking dare go; I'll make sure you will regret it." She can sense threat from Emily's voice. "Sit down, eat and drink that tablet."
"But…"
"Don't test my patience Naomi." Third time she mentioned it. It was a melody into Naomi's ears. It's obvious that Emily cares for her. "You almost got pneumonia you idiot, and now you're pretty confident to tell me you're fine? Fine my arse."
Naomi stares at her. Is this for real? She's seeing Emily with worries. She can see it through her gestures, eyes and words. She can sense something from Emily making her heartbeat flips over and over again. She's smiling softly. She wanted to get used to that feeling, she was used to that feeling… before. She just can't because sooner or later after Emily can handle everything regarding business, she will be left alone again in her house and she don't want to suffer missing someone who's not meant to be with her. The smile on her face soon fades, it was replaced by pain. Is it possible? Is it possible to love Emily?
"Your porridge is getting colder." Emily motions her index finger to Naomi's food. "Bloody eat it, Nai."
Fifth time. She gazes at Emily quickly after hearing the cute nickname. She love it, she fucking love it. She loves… her. She loves… Emily? She was snapped out from her thoughts. It can't be. She can't be. She wants to but she can't. It's not part of the deal.
HEY GUYS. SORRY FOR ALL THE ERRORS (GRAMMARS AND EVERYTHING). I'M DONE WITH THIS CHAPTER YESTERDAY BUT WASN'T ABLE TO PUBLISH DUE TO SOME CIRCUMSTANCES LIKE SLEEPING AFTER WORK. HAHA. REVIEWS ARE VERY MUCH WELCOME AND APPRECIATED. I HOPE I CAN GET ONE. HAHA. SO… CHAPTER 6 IS IN THE MAKING. HAHA. PLS DO SUGGEST. HAVE FUN. GREAT DAY AHEAD.
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