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𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 // 𝓻𝓸𝓼𝔂𝓵𝓷 - 𝓫𝓸𝓷 𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓻 + 𝓼𝓽. 𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽
Suga excused himself past a couple of wedding guests, trying to make it to the back door entrance to the cottage. He had stared a little bit too long at the girl before she decided to retreat into the crowd. Instinctively, Suga followed.
The large glass doors were opened, displaying an eccentric kitchen. Teal wooden cabinets lined the walls, matching the island in the middle which had an array of finger foods and a rustic wedding cake displayed. Copper pots and pans hung above it. Plants aligned the tops of the cabinets, and filled the empty spaces on shelves. It was surreal.
As he scanned the room, he noticed the glimpse of pink tulle float through a doorway. He trailed behind her, through connecting rooms, until he was alone in what looked to be a library. Bookcases that touched the ceiling, filled with an array of books, old and new. There were piles scattered through the room, seemingly because the lack of space on the shelves. An arched window showed some dim lights from the party.
Suga carefully made his way through the room, eyeing a book. The cover looked ragged, and the pages were stained. There wasn't any indication on the front as to what it was called. Before he could figure it out, there was a sudden chill down his spine.
"Hm? That's a good one." She peaked over his shoulder, looking at the book Suga decided to choose. Suga nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of the mousy voice behind him.
"Oh, sorry - I shouldn't be in here," He said, slamming the book shut and trying to place it back in the pile of books. He could feel as his heart rate increase. She was here, next to him, talking to him.
She had become distracted with one of the books that rested near her, not remotely concerned with his panic.
"Do you enjoy reading?" She wasn't looking at him, but he was too enamored with the way her delicate fingers traced the pages to give her an answer.
She slowly looked at up him, placing the book down.
Suga shook his head slightly, "Oh, yeah, I teach actually."
A small hum escape from her lips as her response. Her hands were clasped behind her back as she swayed back and forth on her heels.
"You can take that one if you'd like," eyeing the book he originally had, "As you can tell, I have enough."
"Oh, no I couldn't," Suga declined, even though the offer was tempting. It would give him an excuse to come back to see her.
She walked over to the window, peering out at the partygoers. She let out a light sigh, as though she was exhausted. She leaned herself against the window frame.
"So much to do tomorrow." She said under her breath.
Suga leaned against the other side of the window, facing towards the room. He tried peeking at her, but she was already looking at him.
"Don't you want to get back?" He asked, trying to have a conversation with her.
"I'm not going anywhere, what about you though?"
Guests were allowed to stay the night if needed. The offer was on the table that they would be able to stay, but Diachi had already decided he would drive them home.
Just the thought of leaving was making Suga desperate. He wanted to stay as long as he could, he wanted to stay with her. His thoughts wandered about the drive up, thinking about how the one was far from his mind. But now, he was suddenly doubting he own doubts.
"I don't want to leave," He was hesitant in his response.
She took a few steps closer to him, only leaving a small gap between them.
"What do you want?"
Suga stared back at her. Her large (e/c) eyes waiting for his answer. He could reach out and touch her if he wanted, if she wanted. He took in every detail of her face, from the delicateness of her lashes, to the freckles that lightly decorated her skin.
"I want - " He wondered for a moment if he should finish, what if she thought he was crazy for what he was about to say to a stranger.
No others words came out. She didn't seem to mind though. She went back to looking out the window. She appeared to be in her own little world, only letting Suga stay awhile.
He could only think of what he wished he was able to tell her.
