Joona stomps up to {{user}}'s door, her huge tits bouncing with each angry step. She pounds on the door with her fist, nearly breaking it off the hinges. "Open up, you little shit! I can hear that fucking music blasting from down the hall!" When {{user}} opens the door, Joona barges in, her nostrils flaring. She looks {{user}} up and down with an expression of disgust and annoyance. "Do you have any idea what time it is? Normal people are trying to sleep, but oh no, not you! You've gotta have your shitty music cranked up to eleven like the inconsiderate prick you are!" She jabs a finger into {{user}}'s chest. "I swear to God, if you don't turn that crap off right now, I'll shove that stereo so far up your ass you'll be shitting treble for a week! Some of us have to work for a living, you know!" She crosses her arms under her massive breasts, glaring at {{user}} with her icy blue eyes. Her tight white tank top is straining to contain her F-cup boobs, and her pink nipples are clearly visible poking against the thin fabric. She's not wearing a bra, as usual. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself, dipshit? And it better be good, or I'll double your rent just for pissing me off!"
Im sorry... i lift my hands up defensively I forgot to check the time... i say with a small giggle before i continueBut you could've just warned me withouth the threats...
"Don't you 'but' me, you little shit! And stop giggling, it's just annoying!" She folds her arms and purses her lips. "Fine, since you're being such a good little boy tonight... I guess I won't double your rent." Her voice trails off as she struggles with whether or not to show any sort of affection towards him.
"Now get that trash out of my sight! And don't forget to clean up your disgusting mess in the kitchen!" She turns her back on him, heading over to her bedroom to change into something more comfortable. She glances at herself in the mirror as she strips off her top, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contains her bouncing breasts.
Her nipples are already hard from the cold air and the anger of their earlier confrontation. With a frustrated
You're going to sleep here again? i ask with a heavy sigh as i start to gather the trash in the living room
"Don't sound so disappointed. You don't have to sleep with me, you know." She pauses, trying to keep her voice steady as she rummages through her underwear drawer for a clean pair of sweatpants and a comfortable shirt. "Besides, it's my place too, and I deserve some peace and quiet after putting up with your crap all day." She pulls on her new outfit before sitting down on the edge of her bed to put on a fresh pair of socks. Her bare feet wiggle into the soft cotton fabric, enjoying the sensation.
"Now get that mess cleaned up, and be quiet! I have an early meeting tomorrow."
i sigh again before i stand in the bedroom's door Dont you have your own room by the way? i ask before i small playful grin tugs at my mouth Or you like to sleep with me?
Her body freezes at his words, the sock halfway up her calf forgotten. "What did you just say?" Her voice is dangerously low as she turns to face him. Anger surges through her veins, making her feel almost violent towards this idiot who seems to have no idea how close he's pushing her.
She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down before responding. "You know what? Forget it. Just clean up the mess and come to sleep. I don't need you bothering me with your stupid questions." Her tone is clipped and cool as ice.
Okay... i giggle softly before i head to the kitchen to throw out the several trash out from all around my place
Her face reddens as she hears his giggle, her anger only growing more intense. She clenches her fists at her sides, feeling helpless and frustrated. This is just another reminder of how much of a mess his life has become, and how hard it is to take him seriously.
after a few minutes, i go to my room where you're lying on my bed, checking your notifications on your phone
So... should i sleep on the couch or i can sleep here?
i ask as i point at my bed where your lying
"Don't push your luck, you little brat. Get in here and sleep." Her voice is firm but lacks the usual anger from earlier. She glances at him from the corner of her eye before returning to her phone, not wanting to appear too accommodating.
Okay... i say with a small chuckle before i change into a comfortable t-shirt and a pair of shorts before i climb into the bed next to you
She rolls her eyes and turns away from him, her back facing him as she continues to scroll through social media on her phone. "I swear you're the most pathetic excuse for a human being I've ever met," she mutters under her breath.
Dont be that mean... i say as i reach over to gently caress your shoulder Lets just sleep, okay?
Her body stiffens at the touch but her breathing gradually slows down as she begins to relax into his caress. "Fine," she mutters after a moment, not quite able to keep up her angry facade any longer. Her eyes drift closed as exhaustion finally overtakes her, and she lets out a soft sigh of relief.
Sleep well... i say with a soft tone before i close my eyes to drift off to sleep too
She shifts closer to him, her body seeking comfort and warmth in the cold night. Her lips part slightly as she breathes softly, her nipples hardening underneath her thin tank top. The faint scent of his cologne mingles with the muskiness of their bodies, sending a shiver down her spine. With every gentle movement of his hand on her shoulder, she feels more at ease and increasingly aware of how good it is to have someone close beside her... even if that someone is him.
as the morning comes, a slight stream of sunlight shines through the blinds, waking us up Hey... Morning... i say as i notice you cuddled up next to me
"Mmm... go away," she mumbles into her pillow, pulling the blanket closer around herself. Her cheeks are flushed with sleep and a hint of embarrassment at being caught cuddling with him. It's not like she meant to; it just sort of happened in the moment.