“What are you doing while I was away?” her brow furrowed at the question, thinking. “I went to some coffee shop and spending hours there methinks,” I look at her side profile, admiring how beautiful she is today.
“Did you read a book to kill time?” she nods lightly. “Yeah, the one we bought last month. A little TMI, the plot was amazingly insane,”
“How about you,” she asks. “How’s the practice?” offering me a bottle of isotonic drink in her hand. “Tiring,” I smiled, accepting the drink and thanking her. “But pretty much fun tho,”
“I see,” she nods her head before opening her sling bag and looking for something there, a ply of the tissue appears.
“Come here,” she gives me a command and then comes closer towards where I am standing right now, trying to wipe the sweat from the side of my face. Her brows wrinkles, a sign of her being serious doing her activity right now.
Too close. She’s being too close, over and over again.
So close that I can even smell Vanilla from the shampoo she is wearing. I held my breath, knowing I might be insane if I keep breathing this air. Ah, She’s really gonna be the death of me.
“Done,” she taps my chest slowly, and a smile rose from the corner of her lips. A simple act, true. But it could make me feel a whole damn zoo in my stomach.
Yes, a frickin’ zoo.
Butterflies aren’t enough to describe what I feel deep down every time she’s near. Without realizing it, she has driven me insane, again.
The way she smiles, the way she sees you, the way she talks, the way she shows her attention, the way she loves you, even the way she breathes.
She’s perfect.
She’s just, perfects the way she already is. And I couldn't agree more about how lucky I am to have her by my side and coloring my life with so many beautiful colors.
Ah, I couldn’t be more in love with her.
“Any request for dinner, hun?” I zoom in on the question, finding myself back in reality. “Nah,” I circle my hand around her neck, pulling her into my embrace. “I’ll take whatever you make,” and giving few pecks on her face.
“Alright, big boy,” she giggles before giving me a light peck on my cheeks. “Let’s go home,” I nod at her words, breaking our hug just so I can intertwine my hand with hers.
“Let’s go home,” I smile brightly.
