Rejected a 1000 Times, I Commited Suicide… And Got 1000 Girlfriends!

The soft glow of the morning sun seeped through the curtains, casting a warm light over the room. My eyes fluttered open, and the first thing I felt was warmth—Aisha's warmth. Our bodies were intertwined beneath the blanket, her bare skin pressed against mine. Her steady breathing tickled my chest as she lay nestled in my arms, completely at peace.

I couldn't help but smile as I looked down at her. Strands of her dark hair lay scattered across the pillow, her lips slightly parted as she slept. Her cheeks were still flushed, remnants of last night's passion lingering on her skin.

Last night…

A rush of memories filled my mind—the way she held me, the way she whispered my name, the way we became one in both body and soul. It was perfect, more than I had ever imagined, and as I gazed at her sleeping form, I felt something deep within me stir. Aisha wasn't just my girlfriend. She was my first. My everything.

Unable to resist, I leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss against her forehead, then her cheek. Finally, my lips found hers, soft and warm. She stirred slightly, her eyelashes fluttering before her deep brown eyes slowly opened.

"Ito…" she murmured sleepily, her voice laced with drowsiness.

"Morning, beautiful," I whispered, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

She blinked a few times before realization dawned upon her. Her eyes widened slightly, and a deep blush spread across her cheeks. Immediately, she buried her face into my chest, her small hands clutching at me as if to hide herself.

I chuckled. "What's this? Shy now, after everything we did last night?"

She groaned against my skin. "D-Don't say it like that…"

"Like what?" I teased, tightening my arms around her. "That you were moaning my name? That you—"

She slapped my chest lightly. "Ito-kun!"

I laughed, enjoying how flustered she was. But to my surprise, she didn't push me away or tell me I was impossible. Instead, she let out a small, happy sigh and pressed herself closer to me.

"I'm really happy," she admitted softly.

Her words struck something deep within me. I expected her to be embarrassed, to scold me for teasing her, but instead, she just accepted everything—accepted me.

I cupped her cheek, guiding her face up so she could look at me. "Me too," I murmured. "More than I can ever say."

She smiled, and for a while, we just lay there, wrapped in each other's warmth, savoring the quiet intimacy between us.

Eventually, Aisha spoke again, her voice filled with gentle curiosity. "Ito… are you still going to confess to them today?"

I exhaled, my fingers trailing along her bare back absentmindedly. "Yeah. I already told them I'd talk to them today. I don't want to keep them waiting any longer."

Aisha nodded, her fingers tracing small circles on my chest. "Do you know what you're going to say?"

I sighed. "Not exactly. I mean, I know how I feel, but… how do you even confess to two girls at the same time?"

She giggled softly. "Just be honest. Tell them exactly how you feel, like you did with me."

I smirked. "You make it sound so easy."

"It is easy," she insisted, propping herself up on her elbow to look at me. "You're not forcing them. You're just sharing your heart with them. And if they feel the same way, they'll accept it."

I looked into her eyes, seeing nothing but encouragement and love. "You really believe that?"

She nodded. "Of course. And even if you get nervous, just remember—I'll be right here, supporting you."

Warmth filled my chest at her words. I reached up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before pulling her back down into my arms. "Thank you, Aisha."

She giggled again. "You're thanking me? Shouldn't you be repaying me instead?"

I smirked. "Oh? And how should I do that?"

She tilted her head up, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Maybe… another kiss?"

I grinned before capturing her lips once more. As we melted into each other, I knew one thing for certain—no matter how many girlfriends I had, Aisha would always hold the most special place in my heart.

Wrapped in each other's warmth, neither of us wanted to move. The bed was comfortable, Aisha's body pressed against mine, her fingers lazily tracing circles on my chest. I tightened my hold around her waist, savoring the feeling of her bare skin against mine. The slow rhythm of her breathing, the scent of her hair, and the way her legs tangled with mine—it was all too perfect.

"Can't we just stay like this forever?" I muttered, my lips brushing against the top of her head.

Aisha chuckled softly, nuzzling closer. "Tempting, but you have school, remember?"

I groaned, tightening my grip as if holding her there would somehow make time stop. "School can wait. I'd rather stay in bed with you."

She giggled, her warm breath tickling my skin. "That sounds wonderful, but…" She glanced at the clock on the bedside table. "You really should get ready. You have an important confession to make today, don't you?"

I sighed. She was right. As much as I wanted to keep holding her, reality was calling. I had promised Ahane Mei and Ahane Hana that I would talk to them today. And I couldn't keep them waiting any longer.

Reluctantly, I loosened my grip, brushing my fingers through Aisha's hair. "Yeah… I should probably get up."

She hummed in agreement but made no effort to move. Instead, she hugged me tighter. "Mmm… just a little longer…"

I smirked. "Weren't you the one telling me to get ready?"

"I changed my mind." She grinned against my chest. "You're too warm to let go."

I chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "You're impossible."

She giggled. "I thought you liked that about me."

I sighed, shaking my head. "I do. Way too much."

For a few more minutes, we stayed there, tangled in each other's embrace, neither of us willing to be the first to get up. But eventually, reality won. With another deep breath, I forced myself to sit up, the blanket sliding off my shoulders. Aisha made a soft sound of protest but slowly followed, stretching her arms above her head.

As she stretched, my eyes couldn't help but roam over her figure—the way the morning light kissed her skin, the way her hair cascaded over her shoulders. She was breathtaking.

Catching my stare, she smirked. "Like what you see?"

I grinned. "Always."

She rolled her eyes playfully before grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around herself. "You should go take a shower first. I'll make you breakfast."

I raised an eyebrow. "You're cooking for me?"

She pouted. "Are you saying I can't cook?"

I chuckled. "I never said that. I just didn't expect you to wake up early and make me food."

She flicked my forehead gently. "I want to do something for you. Now go freshen up."

I smirked, leaning in close to whisper in her ear. "You sure you don't want to join me in the shower?"

Her face turned bright red as she lightly shoved me away. "I-Ito! Just go already!"

Laughing, I finally got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, stealing one last glance at her before closing the door behind me.

By the time I stepped out of the shower, refreshed and dressed in my school uniform, the scent of food filled the air. I walked into the kitchen to find Aisha standing by the stove, dressed in one of my oversized shirts, humming softly as she cooked.

The sight of her like this—so domestic, so natural—made something warm stir in my chest.

"Smells good," I said, walking up behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist.

She gasped, then giggled, leaning into me. "You're supposed to be getting ready, not distracting me."

"I can multitask," I murmured against her neck, making her shiver.

She turned around, holding a plate of food. "Sit. Eat."

I chuckled, obeying her as I took my seat. She placed the plate in front of me—rice, eggs, and grilled fish, perfectly made.

"You really are amazing," I said before taking a bite. The flavors were perfect, just like everything else about her.

She sat across from me, resting her chin on her palm as she watched me eat. "So, about your confession… do you have a plan?"

I swallowed my bite before answering. "Not really. I figured I'd just be honest with them, like you said."

She reached across the table, placing her hand over mine. "No matter what happens, you'll be okay. And if they say yes… our family will grow, right?"

I looked at her, seeing nothing but love and understanding in her eyes.

"Yeah," I said softly. "It will."

And with that, I knew—no matter what happened today, Aisha would always be by my side.

END OF CHAPTER : 14 : THE MORNING AFTER!