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I wake up early. It's still dark, but unlike usual, it's not cold. That is thanks to the big, warm person, who, instead of using any other part of my pretty huge bed, has decided to follow me to one edge of it.

Negative thoughts start filling my head. I forced him again, didn't I? Without asking, without any form of consent. Just because I wanted to, I went on.

Despite that, he's still close to me. He still comforted me. Without any questions or complaints. While I am the most selfish creature, he is selfless and kind, always caring for me.

While I should be consumed by guilt, it pains me to say that I can barely regret it. Quite the opposite; I would almost say that I would do it again. I have never enjoyed a moment of my life as much as I have yesterday.