When Sumire woke up, beams of light filtered through the curtains into the room indicating it was the following day already. It seems she slept for a long time, she even missed out on lunch and dinner. But how could she possibly have thought of food after what happened? The events of last night replayed in her mind and she felt her cheeks burn red. It seems she will have to re-evaluate her assessment of Yuhi-san's hormone levels.
'I thought I already understood what he meant by holding back but isn't that a bit too much?' Now she finally understood why he often said things like she shouldn't get embarrassed.
Her gaze fell on the mirror above the bed and slipped the blanket of her shoulders. What she saw shocked her. The amount of markings Yuhi made on her were enough to cover every inch of her skin. She covered her face with her hands, embarrassed.
This is the first time for her to experience such a thing. Up until now he has restrained himself. But now those shackles have been unleashed. 'Is this going to happen every time now?'
The embarrassment from last night had yet to leave her. Just the mere thought of this happening again embarrassed her.
But, 'I am not a fool, I knew this would happen.' The fact that Yuhi-san waited until they got home before he did anything was already surprising enough. Each mark from yesterday is a reminder of how long he has had to hold back.
Her entire body felt flushed and hot at just the mere thought. When he left these marks, he pulled that type of face- 'Gahhh stop thinking about it. I must have gone crazy.' She slapped her cheeks and frantically shook her head.
Now she understood why all those other girls would look like they were glowing whenever they spoke about their experiences. Being held and being marked by the person they love is truly a wonderful thing.
For the past her doing something like this would have been unthinkable but that is no longer the case.
Sumire managed to muster some strength to stand up, but it took her some time to reach the closest since she stumbled a few times.
Perhaps it was because she was unwell when they did it, but her body felt sluggish and it was hard to even take a step forward. She somehow managed to reach the closest and took out some clothes. But it was difficult putting them on.
Her thoughts broke off when an arm extended out to take something out of the closest. "Wear this one instead, it will be easier." The voice belonged to Yuhi who had just entered the room.
She noticed he was still shirtless and wondered if he just showered. But she caught a familiar scent on him. "Were you painting?"
"Yeah, I had to paint a picture of how beautiful you were."
Sumire immediately grabbed the clothes and exclaimed. "D--don't use your skill for such weird things." She could only imagine what type of painting he made of her.
Yuhi didn't seem to understand her dilemma since he leaned down and kissed her lips lightly. "Morning my wife."
"I'm not your wife yet stupid."
"Yeah but you should get used to me saying it, since in a few months we will marry."
Even though he hasn't gotten her a ring yet he is acting so shamelessly.
"By the way why aren't you putting that on?" He pointed to the clothes.
Sumire suddenly felt shy as she averted her gaze and glanced at the ground. "I don't have much strength and the clothes I just chose were hard to put on."
"That's why I told you to wear the dress."
Sumire looked at the clothing she just snatched from him. Indeed this would be easier for her to just slip on but isn't he a bit too prepared for this situation?
Yuhi leaned forward and mumbled in her ear. "You should stay in bed today, I don't think you have the strength to move around anyway."
"Y-Yuhi."
He looks at her with a gentle gaze before helping her get changed. He then carried her onto the bed. It was then Sumire noticed a basin of water on the bedside table. Yuhi took out a cloth from the drawer, rinsed it in the water and placed it on her forehead.
"Remember my dear, you're sick and you have a fever."
She has a fever? Is that why her body felt like burning up? 'I thought it was because of the way he touched me, but it seems I may have had a fever at that time too.'
"Also there is something I have to teach you."
"To teach me?"
"When hanyous do it in their hanyou state, chances are they will get a fever. It depends on how it is, but usually their body is slightly different the next few days." Yuhi chose his words carefully as though not to embarrass her but Sumire immediately understood.
She hid her face under the sheets and Yuhi laughed.
"It's alright Sumire. It happens to everyone."
"B-but from your explanation, it's because it felt uh..very good that's why I got this."
'Aah what on earth am I saying?'
Yuhi removed the covers. "I know it was embarrassing for you. But you have to understand my feelings."
"Your feelings?" She repeated.
"For the first time I could hold you properly in my arms. I was truly happy."
It is unfair for him to say such words with such a gentle expression. Sumire extended her hand out and Yuhi grabbed hold of it. She pouted and he chuckled as he joined her on the bed. His strong and protective arms wrapped around her.
"Yuhi-san, I was truly happy last night too."
Despite how embarrassed she felt there was no doubt that she was happy. It was the first time Yuhi-san showed her everything about him. The first time she could truly experience being one by him. They have done it several times before but last night's experience felt special.
"Yeah."
"But doing such things is still weird for me, so I hope you understand."
"I will keep it under control. Remember we had that schedule before? I think we should stick to that-" She cuts him off by throwing a pillow at him and he laughs. "I am joking. I already held back for so long, so it makes no difference now."
For a moment she felt guilty but Yuhi quickly added. "I will leave the decision to you."
Sumire sighed. "You're so lazy Yuhi."
"I mean if we left it up to me I would pounce on you everyday. If you don't like the idea of a schedule then the only option left is to leave it up to you."
*UNEDITED*