deja vu

failed negotiations

Three years ago... August 12th

Fourth's pov:

I woke.

He was still asleep.

The man.

The man I love.

I pushed back the thick linen covering my body, but hissed as the cold air struck my skin. Using my fingers, I untangled the man's arms from my waist, stepping gingerly onto the icy cold marble floor.

I don't know where the cruise has cruised to, but I know that this cold air is definetly not from Thailand, it's either from the air conditioning or that we are in another country, it's even making my nipples harden up...better not let Gem see that.

I sighed, looking back at the man sleeping on my pillow, I leaned back and caressed his cheek, letting my fingers slide all the way down his neck. I watched as his eyelids fluttered, I can't let him know where I am going.

Pulling on the most expensive outfit I brought, I figured I need to create some sort of aura to power him down, to tell him that I'm the one in charge.

Or should I give him the power, should I grovel at his feet and beg for forgiveness?

I settled on a plain black three piece suit, knotting a tie around my neck as I quickly slicked my hair back into a do.

It took me a while to retrace my steps
to find that door we passed last night, but when I finally found it, fear swallowed me, a tight cord wrapping around my throat and heart.

I fumbled for the note I had written earlier, and slid it quickly under the door, knocking on the door briskly and backing away quickly once the deed was done.

'meet me at restaurant in five mins. Fourth nattawat jirochtikul'

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Five minutes later...

Fourth's pov:

I was sitting at an outdoor table in the restaurant, playing with my fingers as the early wind raked through my hair.

The sun was still rising, I could still see the stars fading from the early morning skies, and clouds drifting around lazily.

I was facing the entrance, I could see everyone that entered, and my heart would skip a beat everytime someone that even resembled that man entered.

But the worst could still not prepare me to see his face again, I was still shooken from the previous night's activities. And as he walked through the stained glass doors, I grasped my fingers tight and stared at him.

"You."

He sped over to where I was sitting, almost ran, while reaching for something in his pocket.

And then everything went a bit blurry

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half an hour later...

Gem's pov:

I was woken up by the captain's voice blasting out a radio from above my head.

A muscle memory, I reached over to pull Fourth into my arms.

"huh..." He wasn't there.

I felt around to see if he had rolled somewhere out of my arm's length. But still nothing...

I forced my eyes open, rubbing them as I mumbled a few words groggily.

"Sweetheart... where are you..."