Believe Again

CH 7: Just In Time

Anyways... Let's get back to where we let's and know who 'it' was.

Does anybody remember Rosemary Bar?

- Wan

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***ROSEMARY BAR***

THARN'S POV...

I had a meeting in the evening today. So, I couldn't pick my kitten after his soccer practice. I wonder what he is doing right now. I have not seen him since morning... I miss him so much. Though we did facetime when Champ went to pick him up, that's not enough. I can never get enough of my baby dinosaur's beautiful face or even his sweet little squeaky voice. He is still so nervous around me all the time. He's always mindful of what he's doing, his tone, his attitude, his words, his everything. I want to spoil him rotten but he doesn't give me a chance to. He is a simple person. Satisfied with even just seeing me smile at him. I don't know how I got this lucky to get this angel in my life. 

I sighed noticeably whilst fidgeting with my glass of wine, I want to run back home and listen to Type's stories. He looks like a kid whenever he is telling me all the events of the day. From his stupid friends' bickering to the boring lectures to the cafeteria madness and, of course, his soccer practices. I love how his eyes sparkle with all that excitement when he's telling me all the details with those baby-like expressions. 

But the best thing still stays that he feels the same about me. He likes me. Though I want him to love me as I do, him liking a man as messed up like me is already more than enough. I wonder how great it would be to be loved by my angel. I smiled, everyone around me must be shocked to see me smile in content. "Umm... Kirigun, you fine?" asked Tae. He is an old friend of mine, though we're not very close I can be carefree around him without any fear of attack. He also works in the mafia world but his main center of business is Italy. He settled there with his boyfriend and rarely visits here. 

I gave him a bored look, "Yeah, just exhausted." He nodded teasingly, "I heard you got married? Didn't even invite me." I scoffed at him, "Oh! really? Like you would have come on short notice." Tae frowned, "Whatever! I want to meet the guy you married. I really admire the person who put an end to your one-night stands. He must be good at it, hmm?" I know he's teasing me to trigger me. But I'm not in the mood for his silly plays. I sipped my wine, "He's good... though we haven't done it yet. And I don't think he'll be ready for it any soon." 

Tae was looking at me in all astonishment. The last time he had met me, I was still having flings every now and then. And now, I'm a tamed tiger waiting eagerly for even just a hug from my kitten. My personality did change big time. Even my killing sprees have reduced. I'm too busy taking care of Type to be going around killing masses like a maniac. In fact, that day when Type saw me covered in blood was the last day I even entered the dungeons. Every time I try going there, his innocent face pops in my head, how he was hyperventilating, how he panicked, how he was losing it, how he cried in my arms... I don't want that to happen ever again. He's too innocent to be witnessing all that.

"How are you hanging in? Aren't you frustrated?" Tae asked in shock. I shook my head, "The only thing frustrating me is that I haven't seen him since morning. And, if you don't want to be killed by this frustrated man, cut the crap and talk business." He raised his hands up, surrendering, "Yeah, sure. I have a deal of the newest armaments. A friend of mine, in Italy, just made some amazing things and I know you would love this one for sure." He took his suitcase and opened it in front of me. There were all sorts of beautiful knives in it. "All of these have been crafted by the best of the best. I bought it for a few million. I thought you'd like it," he smirked at me.

Tae is one of the very few who know how much I love these sharp piercing objects. He knows how I love using knives down in my dungeons. "I'll have them. Tell me the price," I still could not take my eyes off those shiny metal pieces. He giggled while shaking his head as I looked at him skeptically. He sighed, "It's a gift for you, Tharn. Consider it as my wedding gift for you, you don't have to pay me. As for your wife..." I could see him grin. "What about him?" I asked, almost enraged.