His Jacket
- sol 🌞
The first time I saw him, my mouth agapes, too surprised by his cool charisma. He was a handsome man with sharp features and striking eyes that made mine look dull in comparison. His skin is as white as snow that makes me want to caress him. As it was raining and both of us had no umbrella with us, he took of his jacket and gently puts it on me. His gesture was so kind that it gave me a warm fuzzy feeling in my stomach which made me blush furiously.
I can't believe someone like this is real. That's all I could think.
He looks at me smiling, and when I realized I hadn't responded yet. "Thank you." I shyly answered. His jacket made me warm even though I was already wet from the rain. It also smelled really good and was definitely something I would never get tired of smelling. It felt soft against my skin and it was the first time ever that someone has done something so thoughtful for me without expecting anything back.
"No problem," he smiled then let out his right hand to me initiating a handshake. I looked at his hand in confusion. When did we shake hands? I don't remember doing it but I didn't mind it. We were still strangers after all so we needed some form of contact to make ourselves feel more comfortable with each other.
We exchanged pleasantries until we parted ways as soon as the rain has stopped. Although I wish the the weather didn't change soon enough just so I could talk to him more. And then I had realized, his jacket is still with me. Perhaps fate will give me a chance to meet him again. Let me meet Eric dear fate.
