•MAROON• .RIN ITOSHI.

|Chapter Twenty One|

The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones
The lips I used to call home, so scarlet
it was maroon

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Come back, now love. Come back. You aren't suppose to stay like this longer....but you may also take your time. I'll be always here, for you. Waiting for you. Please, come back to the reality, Rin. Come back to me.

I felt like I am awaken from a deep slumber. My body felt hot, as warm sunlight, glimmering around me. My darkest phase was finally over.

I am coming to you, doll. I am coming for you.

Her words were magical. I felt like a sword was taken out from the mid of my chest, releasing me from the unbridled pain. My sunlight, my star, my love was calling for me. I can't upset her, she needs me and I want her.

There's nothing inevitable in this world anymore now. I can get anything, I can have everything, as long as she is with me, I'll conquer the world and happily submit it in her feet.

"Let's get married, Rin."

I felt like I was struck by a thunder, my entire life burned under her soft shimmering shine. The person who was i, right in front of her, was weak and pathetic. But I wasn't ashamed. I am so glad, my body feels floating on the cloud nine, and the next thing I remember was, seeing her in front of me, in her white gown.

I was froze on the doorway, wonderstruck. She bewitched me, with the beautiful attire around her body. The way that dress hugged her figure, gracefully. I wasn't able to peel my eyes off her.

That gown looked a rug to me until she made it beautiful, wearing. She blushed furiously, turning to face me. The obvious blush, was making it difficult for me to breath.

"What?" She snorted.

"I— Nothing. I was just trying to breath." I muttered, biting my smirk. A witty smile, tugged on her lips.

"It's okay. I often tend to take breathes away."

Oh! boy.

I smiled. I wish I had words to describe her beauty. But I just stared at her, awestruck— her white gown—left me speechless, like always.

"If you're done, checking me out. I am kinda struggling." She mustered struggling with the zip, on the back of her gown.

Her head tilted to her side, giving a soft smile to me. "Could you help me with this?" Nodding to her, I stepped closer. Close enough, where I can feel her heat.

Her irresistible scent.
Her soft breath.
Her heart beating loud.

I am just so lucky to make her heart flutter. Our eyes locked with each other for a split second then she quickly taking her gaze away, turning to face the full size mirror.

I felt my heart palpitating furiously. The way this woman—right in front of me—is driving me insane- so unruly.

I slowly lifted her hair to pull them up to her front. Holding the white small zip, between my forefingers, lifting it up.

I felt my fingers cold. It felt like I was again in highschool, where I was never able to even look at her.

My fingers brushed against her bare back. I felt her shuddering with my mere touches. It was kinda victorious.

I stepped closer. My eyes lifted involuntarily up, peeping at her reflection— when I saw her already looking at me. A low chuckle escaped my lips. As her frame shook as well.