Sharing the same roof with Hitoka, Jin couldn't quiet his restless thoughts, even though they weren't in the same room.
More than an hour passed, yet he wasn't sleepy. The blackout left his guestroom completely dark, no phone, no light, nothing to distract himself with.
Just as he was debating whether to sneak to the kitchen for water, Jin caught the faint *click* of a door opening. His ears twitched, even through the pounding rain, he heard it clearly.
'At this hour? Don't tell me…'
The sound of high heels echoed across the floorboards. Jin froze.
'Shoot! It's Hitoka's mom, Madoka is back!'
If she found him here in the middle of the night, how was he supposed to explain? Jin lay still, ears straining for every sound.
"Ugh, seriously…" Madoka's tired voice drifted from the door as she slipped off her heels and put on indoor slippers. She moved quietly, careful not to disturb her daughter.
She flicked the light switch twice but nothing happens. "Figures. The circuit's still out."
After fumbling through her bag, she muttered something about leaving her bedroom key at the office. With no way into her room, she sighed, took off her work jacket, draped it over a chair, and walked softly toward the guestroom.
Hearing the soft footsteps comming towards the room he was staying,Jin pulled the blanket over himself and pressed into the farthest corner of the bed.
Familiar with the house layout, Madoka didn't bother using her phone as a light. Guided by memory, she slipped inside and quietly shut the door behind her.
The soft rustle of fabric told Jin she's undressing, and before long, the mattress dipped as she climbed into the bed.
'This is straight out of a rom-com nightmare,' Jin thought, heart pounding. He held his breath, stiff as a board.
Within minutes, Madoka, exhausted from work, was already dozing. But her sleeping posture wasn't exactly… contained. She's sleeping in indecent position and had already begun to expand her territory, constantly squeezing to Jin's side.
Each accidental brush of contact made his blood boiled. 'This is torture…' he groaned silently.
After all, no matter how clear his mind is, he is still an upright young man, and it is inevitable that he will have some normal hormonal reaction.
At one point, she shifted again, and Jin stiffened as her butt pressed against his banana. He bit his lip to hold back a sound.
Madoka felt that something was hard pressing on her butt and it seemed that there was still some heat, she move her hips slightly trying to shake it off.
"Oh~" Jin couldn't hold back any longer and let out a sound.
"What…" She was instantly stirred, half-awake, and was about to speak when Jin quickly covered her mouth and whispered, "Shh… please don't. Hitoka-chan is right next door."
She froze, realization dawning in the dim light of the candle flickering faintly outside. It wasn't an intruder, it was her daughter's classmate.
Before either could react further…
*Knock, knock, knock!*
"Jin? Is everything okay? Do you need a candle?" Hitoka's worried voice came from the hallway.
The slight sound just now was still heard by Hitoka next door, she thought it was Jin who touched something in the dark. So he quickly ran out with the few candlesticks left.
Both Jin and Madoka panicked. If Hitoka opened the door and saw this, there'd be no explanation.
Madoka clutched Jin's arm shook it back and forth, motioning him to send Hitoka back to her room quickly.
Jin swallowed hard and was distracted, he only felt rubbing sensation as she shook because they're still not change their position.