Chapter 1: I'm Horny, But.....

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(A/N: I do not know why are we starting with this one, but here we go.)

5 months before the wedding.

Bruno Mars' Young Girls played in the background as Damien sat over there.
A wild Saturday night ended non-prematurely, he loved it. And yet, he knew something was missing. Waking up on Sunday the day right after, though, he knew something was missing from the spark he was wanting to find. 

He turned his head to look at Yulia sleeping soundly over there. She slept gracefully as if there was any other way he could describe her. It was funny for him, seeing that she kept her glasses on even when she sleeps, all the way to the small smirk that she had by her face even in slumber, he loved all of it.

He was the man that girls wanted in the past before he was taken. The typical aspect of being the hunk, yet handsome ass guy that was, by the surface, perfect at almost everything; he knew that said statement was wrong, but if it were to let the chicks keep coming in, he would take it.

Worked as an Uber driver till he met this girl called Yulia in a love hotel, and let's just say things took a turn for the better during a drunk first date turned one-night stand. 
Say it as if she was not just graceful, she was magical. He always wanted someone that could keep him on a leash like that, didn't know that he was already going to have one in her. Heck, he'll take it nonetheless.

Quitting his Uber ventures afterward, he found a job as a bartender in the club she was working at as a hostess/waitress. To tell you the truth, he really loved that job. But inside of his heart, he knew that something inside of him was missing, and yet he didn't know what it was.

Was it that he wanted to take the Chandler route and finally settle down with his Monica? Was Yulia suitable enough to be his Monica? The usual context cycle continues to run in his head as he stares at the wall in front of him, something he does rather all the time whenever his mind would wander to another dimension than the physical one he is living in right now. 

Did he want to marry her because he wanted to tie Miss Spider-Woman over there down? (iykyk) Or did he finally want some sort of stability? The questions continue to pop up inside of his head as he fell slowly into the abyss of overthinking.

"Damien?"

Instinctively, his head turned to his right. 

Their eyes met. Ah, she woke up. The expression she had, the naughty girl giving the innocent per se. Ergo dum me digilis,  so long as you love me, so be it. He knew he loved every single part of her. And yet, he was scared upon what she would answer back. 

She looked like some kind of open bitch to bed or some sort (in all honesty, she was not), but when it came to relationships, she was dead serious. How would he know? He dated the girl for 4 years already. All the arguments, all the waves they fought, they faced together. He knew he was giving her all of the trust he could ever have inside of him, but even after 4 years, he didn't know how would she feel back.

"Yes, love?" He went forward and kissed her by the cheek. "Had a nice night?"

"Damie, we've gone through this line you've given me so many times. Of course, I have whenever I'm beside you." She has to be still madly in love with him, right? Check.

Then again, was it because of her body or because of his love for her. Shit, he needed to keep this straight with her soon. Imagine how either would them feel if he or she took this wrongly and played the wrong bishop in this game. 

He hated himself, truly. The fact that he could tell himself it could be because of her body that he's enticed with? Then would come with the famous phrase, Ubi amor, ibi dolor. To have love, there is pain with it as well.

They cuddled for quite a while as Damien continued to gaze at the wall as if Aphrodite was in front of his eyes. Heck, what was he thinking? His Aphrodite was right beside him right now. Sure, she may not be perfect and the such like the aforementioned greek goddess, but then again, who is?

"Been thinking of our future again, aren't you?" Her soft, small Russian crisp voice echoed into his mind. Guess he was an easy book to read or something, cause she wasn't wrong in any way. 

"Yeah, I am," He lifts his head back from the position he was in and gazed at her. "Have you ever, even once, imagined us having a family?" 

She pulled back with him, their heads resting on each other, lying on the back straight of the bed. "I can't say I've not, after being with you for so long, now can I?" Her sly smile was visible. Damn, would she just let him take an easy one without no riddles for once? Looks like the answer would be no. 

"Then say if I were to propose to you tonight, who cares where, how would you respond?" Damien didn't even realize that these words were coming out of his mouth. SHIT. 

"I'M SORRY! YOU DON'T HAVE TO ANSWER THAT!" His anxious face was an endearing quality of himself in some way, Yulia told herself. She looked intrigued for a second, before bursting into a small fit of polite laughter. 

"Would you honestly expect me to give you a response if you have not done anything yet?"

Inside, the noises inside of Damien's head all narrow down to that one person left, asking a simple question that still haunted him all the way till today. 

'So what exactly is love? Is it a form of lust and desire of wanting that person beside us? Would we call that a lust-'

She kissed him right before he drowned in the thought train again.

"If you want to get an answer, we'll see how you would work on it first." Her smile was brighter now, unlike the sly one she gave him earlier. 

"Now get up, Dames." And now possessive Yulia was taking over. "We're supposed to be going out to buy a gift for Christian and Aaliyah, right?"

He nodded.

"Then come on over and shower with me, there's no time to waste!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him together with him to the bath. He smiled while still being a bit caught off-guard with what she was planning. Out of all the people he would fall for, he fell for this one, ain't it?

"THEIR WEDDING IS STILL FIVE MONTHS FROM NOW!" He screamed.

A/N: And the first chapter is done! With more development, we would continue with Damien X Yulia or move to another pair of characters soon in the second chapter! Hope you guys stay back and like it and I'll catch you later!"

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