Dying from a slip (Number 1 + 2 bonus Part 2)

"What? You can kiss this face, but you can't compliment it?" One of the daily habits that Number 1 had these days was to tease Number 2 whenever he sees an opportunity. It was a natural instinct and Number 2 could only helplessly suffer from his teasing. Although she loved teasing him normally, once his mode switched on, she couldn't compete at all.

"I..." She stuttered, not knowing what to reply to his question.

"Can you still sleep?" He knew the limit to his teases.

She shook her head and read the last few lines of the novel again. "Arghhh!! How can I sleep after reading such a crap ending?!! I am too mad at the turn of events that I can't sleep! Can't you read the atmosphere or mood here? " She showed the last page of the novel on her screen to Number 1. At the same time, she pointed to her face.

With an indifferent expression, he studied her expression and replied. "No, but I can read you mine. Since you're awake anyway, let's talk about us." He was speaking in a matter-of-fact way, making her want to hide in her blanket.

She didn't realize when, but he went back to his seat and crossed his legs. "Sure!" She licked the corner of her lips as if she found a topic to talk about. Of course, she knew what he was talking about, but she wasn't ready to have this conversation yet. "Number 1, do you know you are like those CEO male leads from the novels I read?"

Taking a pillow from behind, she patted it on her lap and let her elbow sit on it.

"Hmm?" He arched his brow, showing a speck of interest in her words. "How so?"

She smiled as she recalled the novels she read. "The CEO characters are all blocks of wood until they meet the one they love. They are rich, handsome, somehow tall as heck, good figure, perfectly sculpted face and has power over a lot of things. You have all of the above. And the thing that you excel in of all traits and features is the straight up cold face. The rare smile you show would also only be shown to the one you love."

As she spoke, she didn't see her own smile. It was as if she was drowned in honey.

While he was happy hearing certain words, he remembered a crucial detail to those novels that she read. "Thanks for the compliment? But I remember that the male leads in most of the novels that you read would end up dying young or encounter some accident. See, that is the reason why you're awake too."

"Argh! Don't worry about dying young. With the number of works I read and the number of cliffhangers and awful endings, I will end up dying in the hands of the authors before you do." She waved her hand in the air, trying to make a point. However, her explanation made him frown.

Noticing the strange tension, she quickly scratched the tip of her nose and continued the previous description of a typical CEO. "Oh! The CEO billionaires in those novels also have something in common! They fulfill anything the female lead asks them to do! Heh!" She grinned like an evil fox. If she had a tail, it would be swaying left and right as she set a trap for him.

She planned to please him with the descriptions before requesting for some snacks. However, her plan did not turn out the way she expected. She heard his questioning tone, "he fulfills all her wishes?"

"Yes! It shows how much he loves her!" She quickly bobbed her head.

"Oh. Then this would be an easy solution." His expression remained the same, making it difficult for her to read what was on his mind. As always, it was hard for a young fox to trick an old one!

"In this case, I should fulfill your wishes. Remember that bereavement class you had to take that one year?" He gave her a minute to remember the one class she was ever forced to take in the past.

"Yes?" She questioned why he brought up that class.

"For your obituary assignment, do you remember your description for how you died?" It always piqued his interest when he hears the content of her paper. It never failed to entertain him.

"Yeah, I died slipping on my own banana peel. I was teaching people not to litter and setting a good example for why not." She nodded righteously as if that assignment was nothing but a joke to her. Actually, it was indeed a joke as she was forced to take it.

"What else?" He urged her to continue.

"I fell and broke my spine. Before my last breath, I was in the arms of a hot man with six pack abs. I died touching the guy's abs." She remembered her paper clearly because everyone was writing that they'll save the world from ending and it was too boring to her.

"So, you just complimented my looks." He reminded her carefully.

"Yes, you're just like those CEO descriptions." She admitted that his facial features were exquisite.

"I have a six pack from my daily workout." The image of him sweating in his gym clothes nearly made her drool. She quickly shook her head dispersing the image that popped up in her mind.

"En." She also agreed to the results of his exercise results.

"And you just said that the male leads would fulfill the wishes of the female lead." He jumped back to the topic she was talking about just a few minutes ago.

"Yes." She sat up thinking she could finally voice her wishes for snacks only to be shot down by his next sentence.

"Then the most romantic thing I can do is to fulfill your last wish." He took a banana from the fruit bowl on her desk and showed it to her.

"Huh?" She was rather confused by his gesture

"Then I am more than qualified to fulfill your dying wish. I'll wait till karma strikes you for tossing a banana peel and sacrifice my abs for you to touch as you die." When she heard his words, she swore that she was lucky she wasn't drinking anything at the moment. If she were, she would've choked to death or spat it all over him.

"T..That.. How can that count?!" She questioned his logic.

"You said that the male leads will fulfill the female lead's wishes. What is more important than a person's last wish? Instead of bothering the authors for a better ending, I'll give you your ultimate end." His lips curved mysteriously.

"Can you redefine...the word romantic? Dying in your arms by your hands is the least romantic way to die as it is quite perverted and cruel. Won't your heart hurt for me?!" She held her cheeks in disbelief.

"Well, I didn't kill you. You tossed your banana peel on the floor and slipped on it. You killed yourself. I'll just happen to be there to catch you on your last breath. I am sacrificing my abs for you too." He nodded his head as if it was making sense.

"But you handed me the banana!"

"Who bought them?" He refuted, blocking her escape route.

"Tch. I dreamt about this scene and only wrote it for fun. How is this spoiling me like those CEO male leads?" She wanted to complain to him and correct his view of pampering.