I'm a Walking Disaster With My Unwanted Virginity

My sleep broke as the girl beside me woke up and freed herself from my clutches. Her pajamas were barely hanging on. I guess I might have hugged her last night, a bit more passionately than I thought.

I could see her cute lingerie poking through: I couldn't keep my eyes open though even with all the excitement down there. I kind of wanted to give her a hug but she got down before I could even attempt to wake up properly. 

Marg noticed my stare came close and gave me a smooch on the forehead. "I'll order some ingredients. You can sleep for an hour longer. I'll make something good." With a smile, she left. 

I tried to sleep but got so excited that I didn't even feel sleepy anymore. 

So, with a yawn, I headed to the bathroom and a second later realized, that Marg was already in here and yeah, she was doing her business. 

Why didn't she lock the door? Yeah, that wasn't the important part. 

She kind of looked at me with an expression somewhere in the middle of a frown, glare, and embarrassment. 

I wanted to say that she looked cute, but no- she looked scary. 

So, I slowly-slowly backtracked and sat on the bed. 

My heart was kind of pounding and yes- I was awake now. 

Little Helio was already saying hello. Good to know it was in good spirits.

I just stared at the ceiling. 'We're really together, huh?' It was a little late to realize but- I wasn't alone anymore. And I couldn't just act however I pleased either. 

I had to think about Marg too. And I had to bear her responsibility along with mine. 

It almost felt surreal. 'Forever, always?' Really surreal. 

What did it mean to be living together? What did it mean to be always together? 

Right now, I felt attracted to her, right now I wanted to be with her but- what if that changed? Would I always be the same?

Sigh. Thinking only made my head hurt. But I did have one conclusion drawn from the start. It didn't matter if I loved her or not, I was going to be with her and I was going to live with her, even if it killed me. If I didn't have that much resolve, thinking this'll last was pointless. 

"Done." Marg came out, grumbling slightly. 

"Sorry about that might have still been a bit sleepy."

She didn't say anything and just went to the kitchen space to confirm the stuff- or something along the lines. She was using the intercom too. 

Anyway, I headed to the bathroom and got fresh. 

Once I got out, I saw a girl at the door handing over stuff to Marg: probably one of the staff. I guess those were the stuff she ordered. 

For the next half an hour, I just lay on the bed and browsed through my Holo. It was eight and I didn't have anything better to do. I checked on the academy's website and nothing significant happened. The word of my victory and advancement to the finals kind of made waves though. I checked my opponents and honestly, they didn't look that powerful. I guess I pulled all the short straws when I fought with my opponents. 

Sigh. Oh yeah, I remembered something. 

I gave Merin a call. It was about time he woke up anyway.

"Yo, what's up?" For a guy who sounded so sleepy, he sure was enthusiastic. 

I could tell he was talking to me, with his eyes closed. The call was an audio one so I didn't have any way to confirm stuff. 

"Nothing much. I actually wanted to have an important talk with you. Though I don't think now's the best time."

He yawned. "You're moving out, huh?"

I guess he wasn't thickheaded as I took him to be. I chuckled. "Yeah."

"Well, I figured you'd be going out anyway. Visit once in a while, kay?" He yawned louder. 

"Stop talking like my mom dude." I chuckled. 

He chuckled on the other side too. 

"Well, take care and good luck on the finals. I'll be watching."

"You too. Take care."

The call ended and I was kind of in a good mood. 

Wait didn't that mean, the guy would skip classes again? 

Sigh. 

A scent drifted in the air as a sizzling sound of something being fried allured my eardrums. Probably onions. But there was more. 

I tiptoed towards the kitchen.

I knew Marg didn't like surprised hugs from the back or occasional surprise butt squeezes but- yeah, I wasn't going to stop. 

She was busy cooking. I couldn't mess with her but, I really wanted to. 

Marg had actually changed into a different set of clothes: casual wear. 

With a grin, I slowly, slowly went toward her. 

"Sigh* can you be any more obvious?" She turned her head, giving me a cold glare. 

I guess she was still pissed. 

I still went closer to her though. "Sorry about his morning."

"It's not like I'm mad." She frowned slightly. 

'Cute!'

I knew she didn't like being hugged when she was working but- I still hugged her- very gently. "I love you-" I gave her a smooch on the cheek and walked back. 

"That's unfair." I heard her mumble but pretended to hear nothing, came back, and just lay down on the bed. 

***

Sometime later Elsa woke up, got fresh, and by nine everything was done and we ate at the table. 

My spoon was shaking as I even thought of making the food go in my mouth. 'Marg's cooking!' I gulped. 

Omelet and bacon. Mom used to cook this stuff four days a week. I knew the taste pretty well and yet- and yet I gulped: my hands shook. 

Marg sighed. "Just put it in already!" She grumbled. 

I kind of felt a bit embarrassed. I remembered her saying that once before. And at the time- yeah. Very hot and sweaty times.

A second later Marg also blushed as she looked away. 

"Would you two clowns move on and just have breakfast like normal people?" Elsa however just stared at us with glassy eyes. 

With a gulp of courage, I put the food in my mouth. It was delicious- but perhaps not to the extent I was dreaming about. But it was delicious regardless and I ate maybe a bit more than usual. 

The food was kind of similar to mom's cooking: strike that, it was mom's recipe through and through. So at one point I just ate like normal. I liked mom's cooking after all. 

"Mother had taught me how to cook that." Marg filled me in with a smile. 

Yeah, I figured. 

I smiled. "It was delicious." Sure didn't stop me from complimenting her though. I still remember the days I used to flatter mom for some pennies so I could just drink all the chocolate I want!

Those really were the days. 

Marg smiled back. 

Elsa let out an exasperated sigh. "Shouldn't you prepare for your match?"

Oh yeah, this was the finals. I couldn't be late. 

I was almost done eating, so I just finished up and changed my shirt. My pant had only one hole around the ankles and just this morning I changed into my newly washed underwear, so all was cool. 

By the time I was done changing, both Elsa and Marg were also done and waiting for me at the door. 'The hell?' Since when were girls this fast in dressing up?

Did I wander into another world or something?

I didn't know and I didn't get it either. 

Before I could get out of the room though, Marg grabbed my arms and the three of us ended up just outside the court in the stadium.

We still had twenty minutes or so, so why the hell did she bother teleporting?

Well, I wasn't going to complain since we were already here.

***

The stadium was a bit bigger today and there were maybe three times more spectators of what there were yesterday. There were loads and loads of whispers and this whole place smelled of sweat. It was kind of hot today. 

I hated crowds and that's why this happened, didn't it? Why did chocolate god hate me this much?

Speaking of chocolates, I didn't get to have much this holiday!

Sigh.

"Well, if it isn't a miracle? For once you aren't late!" I didn't realize, but apparently, the geezer was here. He had Johnathan with him too who didn't bother looking at me. 

Yeah, I didn't care about him either. 

I didn't bother talking to the headmaster and he didn't come my way. He probably had better things to worry about. 

I saw some other people like him around too. Probably the headmasters of the respective schools?

It was possible. 

There were three guys already on the court. Two of our opponents while just one from my team. And this guy was the cool guy one. I hated him. 

"Well, I'll head over there."

Before I could leave though- Marg grabbed my hand and came close. "You can do it." She smiled faintly and kissed me. "And, I love you too." I kissed her back. She smelled so good.

And with that, I waved at the two and headed for the cool guy. 'I so, want to punch that face.'