One always remembers their firsts.
The first crush, the first kiss and the first-time sex.
What about the first heartbreak?
When all the firsts are centred around one person is it easy to erase them from the memories?
That's why it hurts so much to...
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Fall for you
"Tonight will be the night that I fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true"
Song for the chapter
Fall for you by Secondhand Serenade
I believe one of Mile's favourite songs. He shared this on IG.
~ Present ~
Mile gazed into Apo's gorgeous eyes, taking his fill.
They were still the same as the first time he stared into them years back when they weren't even dating. Apo batted his eyelashes slowly, still high from the recent release. Those burnt brown orbs were soft, mellow and lazy after being sated, It happened after a good orgasm, every time.
His plump lips were a little bruised from Mile's rough kissing, though still fuchsia pink in colour with an added reddish tint.
However, the rest of his face had noticeably changed throughout the years. There wasn't a hint of baby fat left in his cheeks. His razor-sharp cheekbones were dusted with a rosy hue from the vigorous sex, and it still hadn't faded away.
Mile ran his thumb down his sculpted cheek and the angular jaw. A faint line along the edge of his jaw, chin and upper lip was faintly dusted with light stubble. It amazed Mile to see that Apo had grown up so much. It reminded him that he wasn't a boy anymore. He was a grown man of twenty-eight.
"Did I hurt you?" Mile whispered brushing his thumb across the tender bottom lip.
"No." Apo stuck his tongue out, tracing his lip and licking Mile's thumb too in the process. "I might have a hard time sitting down properly today." He added with a quirk of his lips. "It's fortunate that we don't have shooting today."
"I'm sorry..." Mile stroked one palm down Apo's spine, stopping at the small of his back, just above the curve of his ass.
"Should I kiss it better?" Mile mumbled nuzzling Apo's nose.
"Umm... not right now..." Apo giggled and Mile felt delighted at hearing that familiar silly laugh. "Maybe after I clean up a little?"
"I'll hold on to that promise." Mile brushed his lips lightly against Apo.
"Mile?" Apo held Mile's face between his palms and scooted his head back a little to look into the eyes. "I have no words to say how sorry I am for putting you through so much torture." His eyes started filling. "I'm so so sorry...." His voice reduced to a whisper.
"Sh... don't...." Mile leaned forward to gently kiss Apo's trembling eyelids. "It's in the past." He dropped another kiss on his forehead.
"I was so stupid to think that you would give up on me just like that." Apo wiped two streaks of escaped tears and tried to smile. "I wanted the best for you but I stupidly messed up the greatest thing that happened to me. I was running from you for years but in reality, I was running from myself. I was scared that I wouldn't be good enough for you. I was so insecure....."
