𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄. 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘰

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮-𝙊𝙣𝙚 : 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘐𝘵 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴

when i felt myself riding on his bike again, memories erupted on my eyes like a spark of lights. i still clearly remember when he ride with me the first time he got it.

the air had blewn our hairs all over when mikey started to drive in a fast pace, enough for me to hold tighter on his waist. the atmosphere was calmer in the morning sunrise.

i couldn't help but to rest my head back on his shoulder, starting to feel comfortable behind. when he noticed what i did, i heard his small chuckle that is music to my ears.

"you miss me that much? " i hummed in response. his scent lingers through my nose. those familiar lemon scent.

"you're too pleased to pushed me, though." i joked. it's been a while since i joked too.

but hearing and thinking all of my problems, all of it ... i doubt everything. that it leads me not to smile. i'm afraid ... i'm afraid that if i smile and just be happy all along, everything will turn upside-down tommorow.

"you're too cheeky, huh. do you want me to say sorry a million times for me to forgive you? " his chuckles became laughter which made my heart flutters for a little bit.

"if you say so ... " my eyebrow arched.

"ooooh, my little y/n's grumpy again."

"no, i'm not." i looked away, feeling my cheeks blushed because of the name he gaved me. my little y/n? what the hell is supposed to be that mean?

mikey continue to tease me while he was driving and after minutes had passed, we were arrived at the beach we used to hanging 'round a lot back then.

yeah, i'm doomed again by dad. but i can save a best explanation for that later.

i just needed to relax ... to talk to him like a friend would, to get each other's feelings.

"is this the metropolitan express? " the seashore side never had a change but there are big stones scattered everywhere near the roads down to the sandy grounds. the smell of the sea salt water mostly felt so nostalgic.

"the metropolitan express was at right there. don't you remember it?" he pointed a resort nearby. it was a meters away from us and i could say that this spot we were at was more calmer compared to the other one back there.

"i still do remember how i beat some middle school delinquents with baji along the road." we sat on the middle of the sandy bay as he continue what he said, "i also kicked my hawk that time, while he was protecting it all the time."

he's so funny at that moment. i would never knew he broke his own bike in the middle of the street while baji used himself to protect it. this guy was really dumb and childish sometimes, but a part of me miss his personalities the most.