13: my foreigner

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As I held her waist, I kissed her back while our kiss started getting rougher by the second. Before I knew it we were laying on my bed as I held her on top of me. 

She kept her hands on my face and we kissed each other with passion, I could tell she's been wanting to do this for a long time as well. 

We made out for a minute or two before stopping due to lack of air. She stayed laying on top of me as she looked into my eyes, "Sebin-ah?" She says.

"Yes?"

"I love you, too." She confesses, making me smile. 

I peck her lips once. "My Marcella, I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you how I truly feel." I say, tucking her hair behind her ear. 

She nods her head, agreeing. "I asked if you liked me at the playground, but you friendzoned me." She pouts, laying next to me now.

I wrap my arm around her and hug her close to me. "The reason was because I was unsure if you felt the same for me. I didn't want to lose you as a friend." I explain. "That won't happen now will it?"

Marcella giggled, "Of course not. I only feel most comfortable with you, Sebin. Remember, we have to stay together at all times. Like glue." She says as she plays with one of my hands.

"I remember. And I won't forget." I promise.

She looks at me again, "And I have one more question."

"Mhm?" I look at her giving all my attention.

"Do I really look bad in black..?"

I chuckle, "All I'm saying is that you look way better in blue." I say, kissing her forehead. "No matter what other colors you wear, you'll look perfect to me anyways." As I hold Marcella in my arms I could feel my heartbeat steady, this must be what comfort really is. My butterflies for her were gone, she makes me stronger, I can do anything as long as I'm with Marcella. My foreigner.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 23, 2022 ⏰

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