ʙᴏɴᴛᴇɴ ʀᴀɴ ʜᴀɪᴛᴀɴɪ
streaks of moonlight was the only source to make the living room dim. slow music was playing in the background, an almost empty bottle of wine on the table and a half filled wine glass on my right hand. i was peacefully sitting on the couch while patiently waiting for the love of my life, ran haitani.
i'm looking at the beautiful full moon across the window, admiring how big and bright it was. when i heard the door knob clicked, i quickly turned my gaze to where the door is, expecting to see ran behind the wooden door. i stood and made my way to hug him —oh, how much i missed him— he wasn't home for two days, since mikey had to make an important meeting.
“love!” i greeted ran as he immediately wrapped my small frame with his arms, i felt him smile while he has buried his face buried on the crook of my neck.
“how did the meeting go?” i asked.
“are you okay?” i continued, not letting him answer the first question.
“i've made you fo-” all question, have entered my mind and i don't know which one to ask, i was excited that he is now home but i was cut off by him when he carefully pull me with him to the living room.
ran gently put his hands on my waist as my arms made its way to his neck, both bodies started swaying slowly with the slow music i put on play.
“can we just...” he paused and took a deep breath “stay like this for a while?” i melted from the question he asked, he must be exhausted. i brought our bodies closer together so i can hug him. i rested my head on his chest, inhaling his strong perfume.
he may be in a biggest crime organization but when it comes to me he is all sweet and caring. like what his brother said, ran loves you so much. i just quietly giggled at the thought that entered my mind.
the night ended with the both of us enjoying this very beautiful moment.

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