The next morning, when Zein woke up, he spotted Bassena staring at the ceiling in a daze--which means the esper wasn't sleeping a wink.
"Are you awake the whole time?" Zein dragged himself up, leaned to the headboard and brushed the esper's fringe aside so he could see the amber eyes better.
"Every time I close my eyes, I see the time you were going down on me and..." he stopped talking, covering his face and groaned onto his palm.
Zein raised his brow. "Was it that good?" he yawned and reached for the water on the bedside table. "I don't think I did a good job last night."
Well, but at least it stopped the esper from thinking about the horrific encounter with the rats.
"Good?" Bassena pulled his hands away from his face, looking at Zein with a flabbergasted look. "It's going to be one of my core memories for real."
