The Alchemists

"Uhm ... I don't want to bother anyone..." Aleksis shook her head, "Alright ... then I'll just wear my outfit from yesterday ... Ugh ..."

Alaric could see that Aleksis really hated her attire. He did not understand why Aleksis was grumpy because of it. The girl did have a very bad fashion taste, and her clothes were not accentuating her beauty, making her look unsophisticated and old-fashioned.

But for Alaric, her charm lies not in her outward appearance, but in her blunt but cheerful personality and her intelligence. Alaric did not mind if his girlfriend was not stylish, because he thought Aleksis just did not understand fashion.

So he was surprised because this morning Aleksis seemed to realize that her appearance last night was unattractive, so she became upset over her clothes.

"Wait a minute," Alaric put Little Prince Siegfried down on the floor and approached Aleksis who was hiding behind the door, "If you don't want me to buy you clothes, how about you wear my shirt for a while? Just choose which one you like from the cupboard. I think you can use my shirt as an oversized dress."

Aleksis' eyes went round at Alaric's suggestion.

Was it true that this man never kissed a woman before her? Meaning he never had a romantic partner before? But how could he easily tell Aleksis to wear his clothes, as if he was used to such things?

"You told me to wear your shirt like an oversized dress?" Aleksis asked, trying not to sound jealous. "How do you know that your shirt can be worn as an oversized dress? You've often lent clothes to other women, huh?"

She scolded herself for not being able to hide the jealousy in her voice. Ugh ... they've only been together for a few hours, but she was already acting like a jealous girlfriend...

Aleksis, you have to act a little more elegant, please ... she thought, irritated at herself.

Alaric nodded, "Yes, I often lent clothes to a girl, you happen to have the same built as her...so I can guess."

"Oh ..." Aleksis pursed her lips at Alaric's words. It means, her assumption was correct. Alaric was used to it. The girl's face instantly darkened, "I don't need it then..."

She hurriedly turned around and walked back to the room. It's better to take a shower and go back to wearing her old clothes, rather than to wear anything Alaric already lent to another woman.

Alaric who saw Aleksis leaving with long steps and a frowning face immediately realized what she was thinking. He massaged his forehead and quickly went after her.

"Hey ... you are misunderstanding me ..." He spoke in an amused tone, his hand catching Aleksis' wrist and stopping her from her tracks. "I was talking about my younger sister. I used to lend my clothes to her. I have never let other women borrow my shirts ... Also, no woman has ever come here apart from you."

Aleksis was stunned. She turned to Alaric and saw that the man looked serious about what he said.

"Oh ... you have a younger sister?" asked the girl attentively.

She was very happy because Alaric did not let her misunderstand, and hurriedly explained what he truly meant. What she was even more pleased about was that the man had begun to open up to her and tell her about his family.

Alaric looked sad when he answered Aleksis' question, "I don't want to talk about my sister, I hope you don't mind."

Oh ... so mysterious, thought Aleksis. She could only guess that something had happened to Alaric's sister to make him react like this. Aleksis who did not want to see Alaric sad for a long time immediately changed the subject.

"Thank you for your explanation. Sorry I was just a little jealous ... I won't ask any more questions ..." She smiled as she touched the man's cheek covered by his leather mask, "Thank you ... I'll just borrow your clothes until I get to the hotel and get a new one. "

Alaric nodded and led Aleksis back to his room.

The girl was very happy because she was given the chance to open the walk-in-closet in Alaric's bedroom and choose the shirt that she would want to fashion into a dress.

She felt touched, because it seemed that Alaric had opened himself to her, by letting Aleksis see his very personal space, where he kept his clothes and personal stuff.

Aleksis chose a light blue shirt made of soft material. After taking a bath, she put it on and then tidied herself in front of the mirror.

Alaric was right, his shirt looked just right on Aleksis's body, and fit her nicely like an oversized dress. She smiled with satisfaction seeing her appearance this time.

She had put away her ugly glasses, let her beautiful long, honey-colored hair down, and made Alaric's shirt wrap around her to make her look very sexy.

When a woman wore her husband's or boyfriend's clothes she would emit a certain charm. Sharing clothes had its own level of intimacy that makes men's clothes look sexy on their women's bodies.

Alaric could not say anything when Aleksis came out of the room and met him on the back porch with a very simple but alluring appearance. This girl had a bad taste in fashion, he thought, but she was too beautiful to even describe with words. She would still look stunning even if she wore a gunny sack ...

"Why are you gasping like that?" Aleksis teased him, seeing Alaric's entranced look. "You're right, your shirt fits perfectly on my body like a nice dress."

Because Alaric's body was tall, his shirt hung down to one inch above her knee. It was simply showing off Aleksis' long, beautiful legs, making her look very pretty and seductive.

"You ... are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen ..." Alaric admitted. "I still don't understand why you want to be my girlfriend ..."

Aleksis smiled happily at the man's confession. She approached Alaric, kissed his lips, then pushed Little Siegfried to the floor, replacing the dog on Alaric's lap. With an nonchalant expression, she flipped through the book in the man's hand, "What are you reading?"

Alaric could only swallow hard. He could not focus on reading at all.