Martijn POV

As soon as I finish with my early morning pee I wash my hands and get back to the girls bathrooms to get Miné back as if it was a jewel at a pawn shop.

"Hey, take your time Marty... You took just... 15 MINUTES TO PEE...."

"Hey girl I have to deal with my morning hardness down there..."

She immediately gets as red as a tomato, but I wrap my right arm around her shoulders to keep her next to me for the way back to the tents.

"You are not OK in your mind dear"

"That's not new bae"

"Don't you have a girlfriend to name bae?"

"Yeah but I like to make you angry" I tell her biting my upper lip.

"If it wasn't for you I'd have slapped you on your face like.... Ten hours ago???"

"But it's me, so you won't"

"Don't be sure about that...."

She wraps her left arm around my waist and places her hand over my hip bone.

"Heeey... U touchin' girlll???"

She glares at me looking into my eyes, but soon her lips bend into a playful smile.

"There's nothing to touch here except fat"

"What? That's not true. There's also skin and bone"

"Whatever"

Suddenly I feel her shoulder shake. She is cold...

"Hey you must be cold. Do you want my hoodie?"

"No, thanks anyway. You don't have to show your face"

"Oh, come on... take it...." I insist.

"No, no thanks you need it more, plus.... You are sexier with the hood on"

"Thanks bae"

She glares at me like before.

"You really like to get me mad.... Don't you?"

"Yeah, you know why?"

"No"

"You are adorable when you get mad with an unicorn pajama on"

"Don't you think that I should wear something suitable for my age like everyone says?" she asks.

"Don't grow up, it's a trap"

"Do you think so?"

"Miné, trust me. Your opinion is the only one that is worth giving a fuck about. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise"

We stay in silence for some seconds, then Miné releases my hips to take my right arm and rest her head on it.

"That was so deep...."

"I might be an idiot but... These are that kind of sentences that I feel mine"

"You are the most emotional person I know...."

"Is that a good thing?"

"Idk.... Maybe. So you think I can keep on wearing unicorn pajamas?"

"I'd like you more naked but that's OK"

She slaps the back of my head so hard that I can still feel the heat of her fingers on my skin after a few minutes.
"Ouchhhh. That was soo painful!"

"Now you can understand when you should shut the fuck up when talking with me"

"Yeah, that's clear. I think that I understood that I don't have to imagine you naked in a threesome with me and my girlfriend either..."

"You got the info"

We finally get to the tents field, where we spot some people already out of bed at 5.30am to smoke a cigarette.

Well, that might not be only tobacco. In fact I smell the characteristic odor of fresh weed that is coming from that group of smokers.

Minerva starts to cough...
"What the hell!"

"Oh, it's only weed. Don't worry"

"I can smell that"

Then we walk by a group of incredibly drunk men, who are laughing noisily because of a joke that one of them told.

Suddenly their sights fall on the girl next to me, and my grip on her waist hardens automatically.

"Look... What a snack!" they say looking at Miné.

Minerva grips my hips harder than ever.

"Don't worry bae.... I'm here" I mumble softly in her ear to calm her down.

We ignore them, but then they whistle in appreciation at the sight of her ass.
She starts to tremble.
No, that's too much.

I grab her by her thighs and lift her up to calm her down as we reach her place. She lays her head on my shoulder and whispers a 'Thank you'.

"Shhhh, that's OK"

"You are so sweet"

"I like to be a snack sometimes..."

"You are always a snack..." she said laughing before kissing my cheek softly.

"Hey, thank you Bae"

"Don't call me Bae"

"Nevermind, Bae"

She pulls on my hair and slaps my cheek without giving me pain, me laughing at her jokingly.

We reach our tent. Oh well, her tent.... But we decide to stay out in the newborn sun to catch the first glimpses of an orangish and pinkish sunlight of this Saturday morning.

We are sitting on a blanket, laid out on the ground, her on my lap.

"This is the best morning I have ever had" she says.

"I can say that too"

"Martijn.... you have for sure other better memories"

"Yes.... And no. This is the first time I can experience a night with a kind-of-fan of mine without me getting in bed with her"

"We slept together...."

"At least we slept...."

"You had sex with a fan???" she asks me not believing in my words.

"Yes, but later that night she became my girlfriend"

"Oh, that makes sense.... You aren't a guy who gets in bed with everyone, are you?"

"No, definitely not. I don't like to have sex"

Suddenly Minerva starts to laugh silently at my sentence, putting an hand on her mouth to keep the silence.

"You don't like to fuck?"

"No, I prefer making love. There can't be a strong relationship without love"