Be It Or Not Unbreakable Bond (Thomesa)

Chapter 28

People were happily gathered in crowds and mingling with friends as they ate to their heart's content. Lively music from the radio was played, causing some to dance to the beat and children chasing others around the wooden benches.

It was a joyful time in paradise, celebrating their freedom and hard work in their new home.

She was cheerfully twirling, her arms lifted above her head then spreading to her sides with a bright smile on her face. Other girls danced around her as she giggled, feeling so carefree. Her dress flared like a black circle as she felt her dark raven hair spin behind her, lost to the music.

The twinkling of lights bulbs hung over her head as they casted over the entire party in a messy spiral, lightening up the whole atmosphere. Other wooden tables surrounded the dance square and benches, packed with delicious food for the evening.

Teresa briefly saw Minho challenging other people in arm wrestling as people excitedly crowded and cheered around him. Her chest heaved, trying to catch her breath as she eventually stopped twirling.

Her blue eyes quickly locked onto familiar brown eyes, still standing in the middle of the dance square as the girls continued dancing. She felt herself becoming lost in his brown eyes, still trying to breath as she stared at him.

Thomas was silently standing near a crowd, watching her twirl as her beautiful blue eyes sparkled with happiness. He remembered they were getting ready in the morning, teasing each other until Minho dragged him away for some unfinished work.

His gaze was fixated on her, finding her mesmerising in that black floral dress. The sweet sound of her laugh made Thomas smile as they stared at one another, feeling the outside world turn distant and quiet.

She slowly walked towards him, squeezing through the girls dancing and saw him softly smile at her.
"That's a good look on you, Tom." Teresa whispered, a small smile on her face as she reached him. He looked so handsome, dressed in that blue henley shirt and cargo trousers as he stared back at her.

"Thanks. You....you look beautiful, Teresa." Thomas muttered, softly as he was mesmerised by the beauty of the girl in front of him.

Pleasant tingles spread through her body at his words as she laced her fingers with his and felt him gently squeeze her hand. She slowly led him to where Minho was, hearing the yells of victory as he continued winning in arm wrestling.

"Take that, shank! I win again! Pay up!" Minho shouted, victoriously as he gestured his hand out to his friend. He smirked when he got his reward, pocketing it and crossed his arms across his chest.

"Want to have a go at me, Thomas?" Minho spoke, grinning as he noticed him and Teresa watching. Thomas chuckled at Minho, rolling his eyes and shook his head. He wanted to spend the day with making Teresa happy.

"Scared you'll lose in front of your girlfriend?" Minho spoke again, a smirk on his face as he provoked his best friend.
"He won't. Your challenge is accepted." Teresa responded, quickly as she felt Thomas's gaze on the back of her head.

"Teresa?" Thomas whispered, confused as he wanted to know why she accepted for him.
"If you win, I'll give you a reward." Teresa whispered, smiling seductively as she stared at him.
"What kind of reward?" He muttered, quietly as his brown eyes darkened at her last reward. He could live and dwell in her intoxicating kisses.

"The same...." She muttered back, softly as she felt herself shiver at his intense gaze. He didn't reply, just stared at her soft pink lips with darkened brown eyes before he nodded.

"Your going to lose, Minho." Thomas responded as he got his arm ready and sat down in front of Minho.
"Sure, shank." Minho answered, rolling his eyes as he smirked at Thomas. His hand connected with Thomas's hand, their arms balanced on the table as all eyes were on them.

Minho's hand was in the lead first, gaining speed until Thomas's hand fought back and the struggle was seen.

Thomas slightly gritted his teeth, focusing on all his arm strength as his hand started pushing down Minho's hand. He felt Teresa's gaze on him, encouraging his win against Minho as he tightened his hand on Minho's hand. Thomas's hand pushed Minho's hand even further down until it touched the table's surface. He won.

"I guess it's your win, you ugly shank. You just got lucky." Minho spoke, a frown on his face before patting him on the shoulder. He honestly let his best friend win and his hand was little tired too.

Thomas slowly stood up from the bench, noticing Teresa smiling at him and walked towards her.
"Now where's my reward?" He whispered, softly as he stared at her soft pink lips longingly.

"Well I have to go find Sonya, Tom. I'll see you later." Teresa whispered back, playfully as she turned to walk away. It was fun teasing him. She was happily walking in the direction where the dancing was happening as she giggled at his frown.

A firm hand quickly wrapped around her wrist, turning her around and becoming face to face with darkened brown eyes.

"I want my reward, Teresa...." He muttered, quietly as he rubbed her soft pink lip with his thumb. He pierced her with his intense gaze, making it hard for her to talk when he looked at her like that.

"Ok....let's go somewhere private...." She muttered, shakily as she felt warm in her dress even though they were outside. She gently grabbed his hand and led him towards their hut, forgetting about the party. It was just him and her now.

Author's Note: Please do comment what you think so far of the story. It really helps motivate me by hearing your thoughts. I'm hoping to update soon :)