Dedicated to stylesoftimothee

Ore yawned lazily and stretched her leg under the homemade quilt she was wrapped in.  She rubbed her eyes repeatedly with the back of her hand.

Ore was expecting to be met with a bunk bed in her hostel but instead, she spotted a huge chestnut drawer at a far corner, a pink dresser table with a matching mirror, a huge walk in closet and a couple of sofas arranged around a glass table.

She squinted her eyes in confusion as she rolled her neck. She couldn't remember how she had waltzed into a room so tastefully furnished and her brain was going into overdrive just thinking about it. She threw the blanket away from her body and stared down at her naked self in mock horror.

Before Ore could recover from the shock and hurriedly look for something to wear to cover her nakedness, a door creaked open and a bare chested dude waltzed in. Wtf! Ore's eyes widened as she took in the sparse hair on the guy's chest, his well sculpted abs, his washboard stomach which narrowed thinly to what was hidden in blue briefs.

She immediately grabbed the blanket in reflex and held it tight to cover the front part of her body as the exquisitely masculine dude sauntered over to her.

"Don't come close!" She shifted her gaze to the marble tiled floor.

"Huhh?" The guy's deep voice boomed. "You don't remember me now?" Ore vaguely noted the particular sarcasm that laced the voice and she scratched the back of her head furtively.

"Is it Dami?" Ore asked unsure. She dragged a shaky hand over her face in morbid realization and hissed. "Oooh my God, Dami, I am so sorry, I was so wasted that I couldn't even recognize you." Ore bit her lips as she looked down in shame.

Dami settled the tray he was holding by the bedside table and sat close to Ore. He ruffled her hair and gave her a toothy grin. "It's okay, I made you tea with bread and sardine." Ore gazed at Dami not sparing the food any glance. She scrunched up her face and squirmed, "I am not hungry."

"Then, what do you want?" Dami asked edging closer to her, his eyebrow furrowed.

A smile tugged at the end of Ore's lips and she shrugged. "I don't know, since it's our first official night together, I wanna explore you know."

Dami threw his head back and laughed. "Come on, he said leaning to place the tray on the bed . . . you have to eat now to regain your lost energy, we have all night to do that."

Ore felt a searing pain explode in her head as she was about to reply and she groaned loudly. Dami fumbled for a panadol tablet in his drawer and he placed two tablets on her palm.

"Here." He blew softly on the tea and handed it carefully to her. Ore muttered her 'thanks' and put the pills in her mouth before gulping the warm liquid.

"Urghh," Ore shuddered. "Tastes so bitter." Dami exhaled deeply as he scratched the side of his head. "Eat and rest, I will catch up with you later." He placed a kiss on Ore's forehead and slowly got up.

Ore nodded minutely at Dami's retreating back as she began to stuff her face with so much oil and fish.

Author's note: If you are reading this, get ready for an emotional rollercoaster.