He never told me that he loved me. Nor he ever spoke to me.
But his every action screamed how much he loved me, how much he cared for me and how much he cherished me.
❝Aren't you ashamed of me?❞
-Song: Limbo by Keshi
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He kept apologizing after seeing tears in my eyes.
He restlessly approached me and kneeled down in front of me, wiping off my tears.
I wasn't sad, nor disappointed.
In fact, I couldn't express this feeling. As if like too much emotions mixed up together.
It was too much to take inside.
"Are you in pain, love? Do you want me to-" he signed me.
I shoot my head, "I'm fine. I'm just happy."
A small smile lifted my lips as I wiped my tears using his hand as a tissue which he immediately chuckled.
He stood up, taking my hand and kissing on top of it.
Shall we dance my lady?
I slightly laughed at his dramatic behaviour but I was proven wrong when he actually played a romantic song in the phone.
Having no other way I placed a hand on his hand and the other on his shoulder while his one on my waist.
Not surprised, he was really romantic from the first while I was the weird one. I did stumbled on his leg time to time. But he just chuckled and kept on dancing.
The way he was looking at me was pressuring me inside, so just passion and desire.
I was cought off guard, when he placed a gentle kiss on my cheek, almost near my lips and another kiss on the crook of my neck.
That sent shivers down my spine as I blushed hard.
