April Showers in May ((Adelinta))

I AM SO SORRY //I’m not sorry at all.//

Words: 4047

Characters: Adelia, Jinta

Mildly NSFW? No sex, but….

It had been a month since Adelia and Jinta had confessed their feelings to each other. Although deciding to never having an official conversation setting it in stone, it was clear that they were dating, and Adelia could even be pressed to refer to Jinta as her boyfriend- something that made her unravel slightly even just to say aloud.

Adelia was visiting Jinta’s house for lunch, as she quite often did nowadays. Izumi, as usual, was out with friends. However, Mai was also gone for once, giving them a bit of privacy. Mai wasn’t the type to pry by any means, but she certainly gained quite a bit of amusement by making the couple squirm, and took all chances she received to accomplish this.

Adelia sat at the kitchen counter, watching Jinta work away. She never tired of watching him cook, truly. It was always so fascinating to her; cooking was something she was entirely incapable of, and seeing someone so proficient at the craft was enthralling to her. They would often go for extended periods of time in silence, with Jinta being so focused on his cooking and Adelia so enraptured by it. However, with Mai not pestering the duo, there was even more silence than the usual. Jinta elected to break it as he took out a paring knife, preparing fruit for a smoothie.

“It’s a bit odd having the entire apartment to ourselves, isn’t it?” he noted. “It’s almost a godsend to be without pestering for once.” he deadpanned, though they both knew he was joking. As much as Mai succeeded in frustrating him, Jinta always loved his sister dearly… mostly.

“It’s a gift and a curse, if you ask me. Although she’s expert at pushing buttons, some of those buttons happen to be yours, which I find infinitely humorous.” she teased, thinking back on some of the things Mai had revealed simply for the sake of causing a stir in Jinta’s composed demeanor.

“You’re one to talk, Adelia. When she realized your weakness of intimacy, she just about had a field day.” he snickered, glancing up briefly to look at her reaction.

“Weakness is a bit of an exaggeration, don’t you think?” she retorted, shaking her head as she watched him dump the fruit into the blender.

“Oh? But I believe you’ve even referred to it as such, haven’t you?” he reminded her, reaching to plug in the blender. He didn’t notice that the switch had been left flicked on from its last use, as he was too busy teasing his partner.

“Well, it’s different when I say it.” Adelia protested. She was about to further explain herself, though was interrupted. When Jinta plugged in the blender, it turned on due to his failure to check the switch. He hadn’t yet put the lid on, and fruit splattered out of the appliance and onto both of them- as well as everything in the vicinity. Adelia’s gasped in surprise as her hair and upper half was coated with pureed produce. Jinta dove to unplug the blender, ceasing the splattering mess.

The two of them froze in place, looking to one another in surprise. They lingered this way for quite some time, before their mouths both twitched into grins, and they burst out laughing. Jinta laughed more out of embarrassment, whereas Adelia giggled in amusement.

“I blame you.” Jinta accused her. “You distracted me!” Although he blamed her, he wasn’t upset at all. In fact, he was admittedly a bit amused by the predicament, at least until he realized the clean-up he would have to take care of.

“Oh, it’s my fault? I highly doubt that.” she shot back, picking a piece of strawberry out of her hair. “Though… this is quite the mishap.” she noted, looking around. The walls looked akin to a Jackson Pollock painting. “Perhaps you should become an artist rather than a chef?” she offered, eliciting an eye roll from Jinta.

“Very funny. So funny I forgot to laugh.” he responded, though had actually just stifled his laughter in order to assess the problem at hand. As he moved to grab a rag, he felt the sticky pulp of a banana drip down his forehead. “I believe we should clean ourselves first and foremost. I can’t imagine you’re much more comfortable than I.” Jinta mused, flicking the fruit off of his face.

“I couldn’t agree more.” Adelia nodded, getting out of her seat. “At least it wasn’t something foul-smelling. Fruit is the lesser of many evils, I suppose.” she remarked, still finding the whole situation more humorous than anything. “If you would like, I’ll start cleaning the aftermath while you go rinse. Just let me know when you’re done so I may as well, if that’s alright.” she suggested, pacing into the kitchen.

Jinta paused, looking at Adelia. A thought entered his mind… but he hesitated. She would never agree, would she? But why wouldn’t she? There was no harm in asking- though the more he let it fester in his mind, the more he realized his pulse was accelerating. Why was this, it wasn’t like-

He looked to the mess, than to Adelia. He figured there was no shame in asking, was there? “Well, I don’t want you to sit around and wait- wouldn’t it be more effective if we both took a shower… together?” he suggested. To him, it was an innocent enough offer; he had thought of it in the first place for the sake of practicality. However, the more he thought on it, the more it made him nervous.

Adelia’s face immediately flushed a rosy hue, and she gave a double take. “What? Funny joke, Jinta.” she responded hastily, turning to find a cleaning rag. She wanted to hide her face from Jinta, as she typically did when she was flustered. A mischievous grin then worked it’s way onto the chef’s face, as he figured he could get a bit of payback for her laughing at his kitchen mishap. He paced up behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Why would I be joking? It would be more efficient, wouldn’t it? I mean, neither of us wants to be covered in produce, I figure.” he reasoned. Adelia had to admit, he was right. Though the thought of them in the shower… together… she could hardly even process such a thing.

“It’s really not a big deal, if you ask me. No need to get so flushed- unless…. Adelia, what are you thinking about?” he leaned in, resting his head on her shoulder. She jumped slightly, turning away from him.

“What? I’m not- what do you think I’m thinking about? It’s not nice of you to tease me!” she protested, crossing her arms. Jinta chuckled softly.

“Come on, let’s both go rinse off. Unless you enjoy your current state of being, that is.” he raised a brow at her. He turned, heading out of the kitchen, when she called out to him.

“…fine. But only because it makes more sense to just do it together.” she huffed, following after him. Her blonde curls framed her face, standing out against the red cheeks. When she actually agreed, Jinta was surprised. He hadn’t expected this development, honestly, and as his thought became the reality to come, he felt his heart thud in his chest. He’d never seen Adelia anywhere close to unclothed- of course he’d thought about it. To say he didn’t would be asinine. Though it was only ever a thought, nothing more.

Jinta grabbed two towels on his way to the bathroom, setting them on the counter as they paced in. He then reached into the bathtub, turning the handle so the shower head turned on and the water began to heat up. Adelia closed the door and locked it, glancing to Jinta. He looked back at her, and they took a slightly awkward pause.

“Well, er, are you going to turn away?” she asked him, glancing in the mirror at herself.

“Oh, of course. Sure. I didn’t think it’d matter since in a minute….” his voice trailed off, but he obliged, turning his back to her. Without further ado, he began to strip down, pulling off his shirt. Adelia glanced at his back, and a horrid thought crossed her mind. Her back… her back. He could not see her back. He simply could not. Though she couldn’t wear a shirt in the shower- that would just be ridiculous. She tried to think of a remedy, but the only reasonable solution would be that she would have to face him the whole time. Such a thought made her face grow to an unbelievable hue of red.

“Can I turn around yet?” Jinta asked, now completely in the nude. He was much less modest, seeing it as just a body, for the most part.

“Oh, uh, almost.” Adelia replied, realizing she hadn’t even begun to take off her clothes. She hastily unzipped her dress, placing it on the counter. Seeing her scars in the mirror, she held her breath, looking away and removing the rest of her clothing. Once completely disrobed, she glanced at Jinta, who still had his back turned to her.

All the while, Jinta was trying to reign in his own emotions. This was admittedly a big moment, seeing her like this for the first time. It typically didn’t matter to him, but now the thought could do nothing short of fluster him. He heard the rustling of clothing behind him, and tried to imagine the visuals in his head. Before he knew it, she was finished, and told him so.

“Alright… ah… let’s get in, I suppose.” she said meekly, walking towards the shower. “I just… have one condition.” she murmured. Jinta paused, still not looking over his shoulder. He was nearly petrified as the moment approached, something that baffled him as he typically could not care less about seeing someone’s body.

“Oh?” he asked curiously, wondering what on earth her condition was.

“You can’t, er, see my back. I don’t want you to see my back.” she instructed him awkwardly.

It took him a moment to process this, but he quickly understood why.

“Ah, of course. I won’t look at your back.” he agreed. But didn’t that mean… they’d be facing each other the entire time. He opened the shower curtain, trying to gather himself. The water was warmed up, and he stepped in first, feeling the hot droplets against his skin, instantly washing away the mess of produce. Adelia followed suit, and as Jinta turned to face her, he fought to keep his eyes on her own.

Adelia crossed an arm over her chest, biting her lower lip as she looked up at him. She noticed that his face was as red as her own, especially noting the tint of his ears- this was something she always liked to make an observation of, as she found it rather cute. They paused, simply staring into each other’s eyes for a moment. Jinta scooted to the side so that the water also was able to reach Adelia, and they froze into silence, trying to figure out what to say. Adelia was the one to eventually break the silence.

“Ah… what did you say back then? Something like… we’re all born naked, and it’s just a body, right?” she quoted him, trying to ease the tension.

“Something like that, yes.” he agreed, mentally berating himself as his eyes kept trying to wander. Adelia picked up on this readily, and became rather self-conscious. She had never willingly shown her body to someone in such a manner, and it was an incredibly intimate moment for her. Of course, there was the matter that Jinta was naked as well- something she’d seen once before, but not intentionally.

“I’m sorry, I-” Jinta began, knowing that Adelia caught his gaze. To his surprise, she moved her arm, no longer covering any part of her body.

“It’s okay. It’s just a body, I suppose. Besides, we’ve been dating for a while now. I suppose, ah, there’s nothing wrong with this.” she reasoned bashfully. “You’ll just have a harder time not looking if you try not to, so, er, go ahead, I guess.” the words spilled out of her mouth, trying to fill the awkwardness.

“Well then, you look, too. At me. It’ll be awkward if I’m just standing here ogling you, you know.” Jinta protested. “It’s weird for me to be so awkward about seeing someone. So… we should both just… get an eyeful and then we’ll get over and stop being awkward, right?” Jinta rationalized the predicament. Adelia nodded in agreement, and taking a deep breath, she blatantly looked towards Jinta, eyes drifting down. Likewise, Jinta proceeded to shamelessly look at her figure as the hot water rained down on them.

Jinta couldn’t help but admire Adelia’s figure; she was somewhat slender, and although her curves weren’t terribly pronounced, they were still present, accentuating her petite frame. Her skin looked rather soft, without blemishes, save for a mark on her stomach. He almost wanted to reach out and touch her, but he figured that wasn’t the best idea. His eyes traveled down the length of her body, pausing where his curiosities were. Adelia only had one place of such interest to look, and she was far more blatantly flustered.

“W-well?” Adelia asked. Jinta looked back up at her face, raising a brow.

“Well, what?” he asked in return.

“I don’t really know, I just… I don’t know. You were staring and saying nothing so… ah….” Adelia struggled to find the words to say.

“Oh, I was just taking note that you’re a natural blonde.” he teased, grinning suddenly.

“Y-you!” she gasped, lightly hitting his chest. “Of all the things, that’s what you think about!?”

Jinta laughed softly, and he felt a bit of the awkwardness melt away, at least on his end. “Hey, you asked.” he retorted cheekily, though his expression then turned vaguely serious. “But really, I was simply admiring your figure. Of course you already know this, but you are incredibly attractive after all.” pointed out honestly.

“I… well… I mean, you’re not wrong. But hearing you say that about seeing my like this gives it a sort of context that’s so much more embarrassing.” she murmured sheepishly.

“What’s so embarrassing about it? Don’t you think you’re attractive?” he asked in response, leaning in slightly towards her.

“Well, of course I do. I just… well… this is a different context, like I said.” she argued.

“Then the point stands even stronger. Even without the intricate and fashionable outfits, you’re still incredibly beautiful. I mean, you even got me nervous over it, and I’m never uncomfortable seeing someone’s body. Well, I suppose now I have to say almost never, since you’ve proven the exception.” he added offhandedly. “You always seem to have that effect on me, don’t you?”

Adelia glanced up at him, and as they inched closer, the space dissolved between them. Without another word, they pulled into an embrace, lips pressing against one another’s. Adelia closed her eyes, sinking into the moment. The water dripped down their backs, adding the warm sensation to their kiss.

Jinta then parted his lips slightly, running his tongue along her lower lip, as if to ask permission to go further. Adelia parted her lips in return, and the two sunk deeper into each other, feeling the hot breath of one another. Without even realizing, they were pressed close, Adelia’s chest against Jinta’s. In the heat of the moment, neither part was terribly flustered over the contact, and they instead savored the moment. It wasn’t until they were so close that their thighs touched that Adelia’s eyes fluttered open, and she became profusely embarrassed.

“Oh my- I- ah- I-” she didn’t even know where to begin, unable to process the situation as she was far too scattered by the closeness. Jinta grinned slightly, wrapping his arms around her waist and keeping her held against him. He looked down, seeing her breasts against his skin made his heart give an excited thud.

“What are you doing?” Adelia questioned the hug, her face now rested on Jinta’s shoulder, lest they would awkwardly bump noses from staring head on at one another due to the similarity in height.

“You’re warm.” he explained, though it really offered no explanation in the slightest.

“I see….” Adelia murmured, accepting this as she remained in his arms. As she settled, she realized she could hear his heartbeat, and paid attention to the rhythm. It was rather upbeat, like her own in the moment. Given his amount of experience with intimacy, she was surprised that he would be just as nervous as she was. Though then again, his experience never held any romantic attachment, did it? It was always for the recreation of sex, never for making love. Never simply for being close to the one you loved.

“Adelia…” he whispered her name softly.

“Yes?” she responded quietly, wondering what was on his mind.

“May I wash your hair?” he asked. He wasn’t exactly sure what spurred him to pose such a question, though at this point in knowing her, he was becoming less and less surprised by the things he found himself doing. Adelia was also a bit puzzled by his request, but nodded.

“Certainly, if you’d like to.” she agreed, and Jinta slowly pulled out of the embrace, reaching for the shampoo bottle. He squirted a dollop of shampoo into his hand, then reached to massage it into Adelia’s scalp. He ran his fingers through her hair in order to effectively clean it.

“That actually feels kind of nice…” she murmured softly as he rubbed his fingertips along her scalp.

“Does it? Just let me know if I’m being too rough.” he requested, continuing to disperse the shampoo. When he was done, he moved so she could rinse her hair, and while she did this, Jinta washed his own hair, rinsing when she was done. He paused, another thought crossing his mind.

“Since I washed your hair, may I do the same for your body?” he asked politely, fidgeting slightly. In truth, he wanted another excuse to touch her. It wasn’t a purely lustful desire, either. He simply realized that he enjoyed touching her. She was always so warm and soft… it felt nice. “I won’t wash your back, of course.” he added quickly to reassured her.

“Well, if you want to, then I don’t see why not.” she acquiesced, wondering why he was so insistent on doing such a thing. On her end of the action, she actually did rather enjoy his touch, even if it was painfully embarrassing to say so.

Jinta reached for the loofah sponge as well as the body wash, coating the sponge with the citrus-scented soap.

“Alright, I suppose I’ll just… start at the top and work my way down.” he informed her, beginning to gently scrub her collarbones and neck area, while placing a free hand on her shoulder. This was innocent enough, though as he worked down slowly, he knelt down to be at level with the sponge. As he began to rub the sponge over her chest, he got down so his face was parallel. Adelia’s lips parted slightly and her breathing grew shallow as he ran the sponge along her breasts. Jinta gave a flirtatious smirk up at her.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, Adelia.” he teased her.

“What?! You’re the one who’s rubbing me- how am I the weird one?!” she demanded to know.

“I’m simply washing your body, and you’re turning this into some perverse fantasy, aren’t you?” he joked, enjoying the reaction he was eliciting from her.

“Not at all, you pervert! You’re the one who suggested this in the first place, so if anything, you’re the one at fault. Entirely you.” Adelia protested, while Jinta’s hands moved to her stomach. He noted the scar-like mark on her stomach, but didn’t asked about it. It was irrelevant- right now, they were simply enjoying one another. At the very least, he was very much enjoying Adelia.

“Me? A pervert? Well, if that’s what you want…” he mused, running both the sponge and his free hand along the inside of the her thighs. Upon such a touch, she let out a slight squeal without being able to restrain herself. Abashed, she clasped a hand over her mouth, and Jinta grinned in delight.

“Goodness, I didn’t know you could make a noise like that.” he toyed with her, rubbing his hands even more slowly along her thighs.

“You’re not funny.” she shot back, slowly moving her hand away from her face.

“Who said I was trying to be?” he mused, his face all too close to her thighs as he washed her body. “Regardless of what I’m being, you seem to enjoy it, given that squeal.” he continued to poke fun at her.

“You sure are taking your time with this.” Adelia accused him, refusing to acknowledge his prior comment.

“Is that a bad thing? Doesn’t it feel nice?” he asked her, resting his face on her thigh as he ran the loofah down her calf.

“I…. I mean….” she hesitated. Admittedly, it felt quite nice.

“Well, does it?” he egged her on, smirking. “Do you like it when I touch you, Adelia?” he asked. “If you say no, I’ll have to stop.”

Adelia bit her lower lips, taking a deep breath. She could feel the heat on her face. “I mean… it… well, yes… it feels good.” she confessed quietly.

“Pardon? It’s hard to hear down here.” Jinta moved the sponge back up her leg, now on his knees before her. He reached the sponge around her torso. He agreed not to touch her back, but he would not miss any other place on her body if he could help it.

“You heard me! I know you did!” she argued, gasping audibly as he touched her bottom. He was always cocky, but in this sort of setting… he was not only cocky, but suave as well, a side of him that he had a hard time resisting.

“What? Speak up, please.” Jinta implored her, the mischievous twinkle in his eye ever-present.

“You are so-” she paused, taking a deep breath. “I cannot believe I actually have to verbally say this, as if you couldn’t already tell, but yes. Yes, Jinta. It feels very good when you touch me.” she said in as rigid of a tone as she could muster, teeth gritted.

“I figured as much- it never hurts to check, though.” he hummed, slowly coming to a stand as he finished washing her. Teasing her was part of what kept him in check, lest he allow himself to get too out of control in the heat of the moment. Once he stepped back, she rinsed herself off, unable to shake the feeling of his hands running all along her body. Once again, Jinta took the time to wash himself as Adelia rinsed off. After the both of the had done this, Jinta reached to turn off the faucet, and opened the shower curtain.

“See, you survived, didn’t you.” Jinta said in jest as he stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towels. He handed on to Adelia, and proceeded to use the other to dry himself off.

“Barely.” Adelia huffed dryly.

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Jinta asked curiously.

“Nothing. I was just teasing.” she snapped back, drying her face first.

“If you insist.” Jinta snickered.

“Whatever…” she mumbled, looking to the clothes she’d been wearing. They were still soiled. Jinta noticed this as well.

“Oh, you can just throw on something of Mai’s. I’ll grab something.” he assured her, moving to the door.

“Thank you. Then, we can get to cleaning that kitchen. It was more of a mess than ourselves.” she reminded him.

“True… perhaps we’ll get dirty enough in the process that we’ll need another bath, hm?” he grinned from ear to ear before disappearing out of the bathroom to grab a change of clothes for Adelia, leaving her with an agape and furiously flustered expression.

“You wish!” she huffed after him. And maybe he did, but perhaps… she did too.