Somi
After Colt and Oliva went to their own respective homes. I went market quickly. I acknowledged from Oliva that Kai... I mean Kyro only conzume chicken. Except chicken he wasn't fan of other meats.
So I brought the needed things for chicken soup. It's my mother's recipe. I walked in his kitchen. I had to appreciate his choice. It was small cozy yet well designed. Not fancy but aesthetic. It's pretty common for a amazing writer. But thinking about his condition, time to time was making me upset. I really couldn't see his tears anymore.
He was still sleeping. I watched my wrist watch. It's Seven in evening. But I was not going to leave this soon. I was in front of oven, the soup was boiling sightly. I was looking at the window of his kitchen. He really had a nice apartment.
"S-Somi?" I heard his honey voice which was now hoarse a little. I turned my face towards him who was standing near the couch in living room. His eyes were still moist,"Y-you really came? That wasn't d-dream?" His eyes cracked. At the moment I knew maybe he was going to break down again. I turned off the oven. And went near him,"You awake?" I asked softly. His cheeks still flushing.
"You don't have to do this for me, Somi." He sighed. He looked at the kitchen,"Was it really needed?" he whispered as he looked at me. He slowly grand my both hands,"Thanks..." He smiled softly. I was curviny for it. Really curving for it.
"It's okay." My voice came out more like a whisper. My cheeks heated, I felt. I show vulnerability. But his was different. His vulnerability was warrior's. Something about him was really strong. His denial for break down in front of others but in front of me. He didn't hesitate. He was fulfilled the everythings that a woman always want in her man.
He examined my hand. Maybe my wrist watch? He looked at me,"It's dark outside, Somi. You should go home." He politely said. I nodded,"Yeah.I'll go. Don't worry."
"No."
I paused. He added,"You're not going alone. I'll go with you. Make sure you're safe." his seriousness kicked in. I blinked few times,"It's safe, Kyro." I shut my mouth. Shit! He got to know that I knew!
He raised his right eyebrow,"Colt told you everything? Right?" I gulped,"Y-yeah."
I finched when I heard a rich honey coated chuckle,"That boy never be straightened." he shooked his head,"But that's good. I can share with you everything now." His expression softened,"You let me, right?"
I grinned,"Yes, whenever you need someone for a shoulder, always remember me, Kyro."
"Now, let's not be late. Your family must be worried." He was about to took his coat but I grabbed his wrist,"You'll eat first." I kinda ordered. He pressed his lips together, then nodded. I was happy that he was finally coming out of his grief. Losing mother was the worst nightmare of every son like him.
But I still noticed how his shoulder slumped under the sadness. But still he was caring for me. I lead him to dining table. He sat on chair. He looked up,"You're also eating with me, right?" He asked, his eyes shined with hope.
I smiled and nodded. He grinned wickedly. Maybe it made him felt bitter. I served him the soup and served for myself. He took a sip. He hummed in delicious test,"It's incredible, Somi."
"Thanks."
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After we ate. He grabbed his coat and ready to come with me. Now he was locking his apartment. I needed to lightened his mood more. I suddenly spoke up,"You should go for a walk, first." he looked at me,"Now?" I nodded like toddler and grabbed his wrist and started to drag him.
He was huge. But still letting me to drag him. I could sense, he was smiling. I were walking under the moonlit night through the street. I slowed my speed. We were walking slowing now. I felt he hold my hand properly,"Don't you think we're looking more than friends." he said.
I saw a group of girl watching us and giggling. Maybe they were watching him more than us. I sighed but couldn't help but smile.
"Today, moon is beautiful." He spoke while walking. The breeze went through his hair. I grinned,"It's always been beautiful."
He looked at moon,"You're right. But she's looking more beautiful now." He uttered.
I amused a little,"She? How you know she is a she." I asked.
"She guide our entire earth like a mother. She has so many dark spots but still she shined." He said. His inner writer maybe awaking. I want more of his calming voice. His voice was the most powerful therapy in entire world atleast for me.
"And..... A woman always this powerful. Like you, so strong. So powerful." he looked at me. And looked into my eyes,"You're the most wonderful woman I ever met." he whispered. My cheeks heated. I blushed in front of him for the first time.
We reached at a park, we sat on a bench. Our shoulder was almost touching. It was the same bench where we met for the special edition book. Yes, the Eiffel Tower was shining in night's black atmosphere. The city was so shined. Which was making the darkness for pretty.
"It's not true. I'm not that strong." I whispered. His eyes crinkled,"For me you're the most strong person. Who hold me at my low." he looked at me. I looked at him too.
"Don't you have desire for younger submissive girls." I couldn't hold myself. I took the risk. He shook his head as a no.
"I'm not like others. I don't want control." he softly said."I like... You."
The Eiffel Tower started to flicker with lightings. Many of drones made a heart shape in the sky. It was just a lighting show for tourists. But for us it was something else. Like God, fate, time everyone wanted it.
My cheeks pinken more,"Me too. I like you too." I whispered.
He smiled. We both unconsciously leaned closer, more and more. Soon our lips collided, his soft, sweet lips brushing against me. His lips moved so delicately. I closed my eyes and deepened the kiss.
The crackers, the lighting show filled the atmosphere with joyness. But for us. We found each other. We were in our seperate world. The world of love.