Wanna Meet Again?

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Coming back to Thailand was a big deal, a ridiculously bold step I wanted to take all along. Some might think of this as an obvious event, 'of course you'll go back to your homeland', they had said. And indeed it was quite obvious, and I even forgot about everything as my mom swept me in a tight hug. But as I settled in my car warmed by the biggest smiles of my family, a ping sound from my phone got my attention.

"I am in the room." The text simply stared at me. It sent tingles down my body, tingles of excitement as well as anticipation. But the fear followed suit, the fear of the prohibitions. 

I leaped to my room as soon as mom and my sister let me, they kind of knew what was anticipating me there, but were a little too emotional to part with me yet. I understood her as I felt the same, but the electricity of my body did not. 

I ran up to my door and swung it open practically running inside, but to my dismay, I found it empty, at that moment something in my heart felt just as empty as it was in front of me. But the sudden thud of my door closing behind me bought me back to the person who stood in front of it. Of course, the sneaky bastard would be in my room, just as he is in my heart, taking over everything without any permission or invitation.

I just leaped forward in his arms, throwing myself on him, as he caught me just as easily as he used to. Our skin tingled as they came in contact, I didn't even realize my tears until I saw his. I reached to clear the teardrops from his face, but he caught my wrist from one of his hands that was holding my legs against his torso. He placed me back on the ground, as he bent forward. Our lips met midway, the same soft and beautiful reunion as my lips always has with his's. A sigh left my lips involuntarily as I relaxed into him.

It still amazes me how we didn't speak even a word that night but our tender kisses and tears of joy still made the reunion the one I had imagined for all the years we were away.

"I love you, P'Nine" He finally whispered against my lips, as I was just about to sleep.

"I love you too Joong, and I always will" I softly replied.

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