The Zodiac Bond

Chapter 4: Meeting of the Signs

Chapter 4: Meeting of the Signs

Leo's eyes are gold.

Scorpio and I wound up sharing a cab to the airport since he had't called his yet and mine arrived about two minutes after our conversation. After he gave the driver instructions as to where we wanted to go, we didn't talk. We weren't purposefully avoiding conversation with each other, we just both had a lot on our minds. It wasn't very long before the earbuds were broken out.

All throughout the ride, I kept sneaking glances at him in my peripheral vision. He was looking out the window, his face calm and blank as he bobbed his head ever-so-slightly to whatever song was playing through the earbuds. He was gorgeous. The kind of guy who could stop your heart in a coffee shop and you would still be able to recall his face perfectly even a decade later. And with a name like Scorpio, he was completely unforgettable.

Hm, unforgettable.

I tapped him on the shoulder, my mind suddenly buzzing with so much curiosity that I didn't even blush as he pulled an earbud out and turned to me, one eyebrow raised making him even more impossibly handsome. "Yes?"

"When did your family move into that apartment complex?"

"A week ago."

Oh dear God . . .

"What day?"

"Thursday."

I gaped at his confused face, no longer seeing what was in front of me as I went over every single detail of that day. No, it's not possible. There's no way. I would've seen him. Hell, I would've remembered him.

. . . he was completely unforgettable.

"Cancier, what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Scorpio, you know how hectic it is for one family to move into an apartment complex, let alone two. We moved in on the exact same day, how did we not see each other?"

Scorpio blinked. Beneath the thin shell of indifference, I could see anxiety beginning to bubble up. "Well, maybe we came at different times of the day and just missed each other."

He was rationalizing, we both knew it. But what was the alternative? That we were going insane? That one of us was actually invisible to the other?

"Scorpio, I don't know what to tell you except that I sat at the top of the stairs behind the service desk all day while my step-mom was directing the movers. If anyone came in, I would've seen -"

"Wait," Scorpio said suddenly, his face scrunching as he shook his head for a moment as if trying to clear it. "What did you just say?"

"I was sitting on the stairs behind the service desk all day and if -"

"That's impossible."

I gave him a look.

"What do you mean? Why's it impossible?"

"Because I was sitting on the stairs behind the service desk all day."

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The airport terminal was as crowded and busy as any terminal for L.A. would be. It didn't particularly bother Scorpio and I much though. We had our earbuds in, as always, and our phones out. NCT U's "The Seventh Sense" was playing on my phone and I was reading a Hoshi fan-fiction as I sipped a French Vanilla Cappuccino with cream, chocolate drizzle, and extra sugar and creamer.

My head was leaned against Scorpio's chest and my feet were stretch-out out into the seat to my left and his arm was thrown casually around me.