HER SISTER (18+) (GXG)

Airports & Parents

"I'm pretty sure it was this one," I said, furrowing my brows as I looked between the baggage claims.

We had only just landed in Florida five minutes ago and I had already managed to make a mess of things.

AKA lose our luggages.

Mili hummed, looking past me as she read the illuminated baggage claim signs.

I furrowed my brows when she suddenly smiled, gently sliding her arm around my waist, "Baby it was baggage claim three instead of six," she said as she began guiding us over to the right one.

I nodded a few times, "Yeah-yeah, of course it was," I breathed out, feeling slightly stupid for not reading it correctly.

But in reality, I knew I was just putting pressure on this entire trip.

Mili turned to me as we stopped by the waiting crowd, "You're tense?" she murmured, gently pulling me further into her body.

I unconsciously slid my arms around her torso, "Sorry, I'm not trying to be," I forced out, knowing that this little two-night getaway was supposed to be a break for us.

Mili gave me a tilted look, "That was an observation, not a complaint. What's going on?" she said, carefully analyzing my face, "Are you nervous about seeing your parents?"

Automatically, I shook my head, "No not at all," I said, knowing that I was actually looking forward to seeing my parents, "I just really hope this works," I finally admitted.

Mili furrowed her brows, "Works?" she repeated, clearly not following.

I pursed my lips, "Yeah... like it helps with the whole situation back in—"

"Shhh," Mili immediately cut me short, pressing a brief kiss to my lips before she said, "What situation? There's no situation?"

I laughed slightly, "I see what you're doing," I said, knowing she wasn't referring to it on purpose.

Mili smirked slightly, "What am I doing?" she repeated back to me. 

I only laughed again, pressing a fleeting kiss to her lips that she easily reciprocated.

Mili hummed, "All seriousness, this trip is to give you a mental break. Everything will still be there when we get back," she reminded me.

I nodded once, "Yeah, you're right," I whispered, smiling slightly as I leaned into her side.

Mili hummed, "Let's just be us."

My smile grew, "Lani and Ati," I said as I watched the luggage's started appearing on the conveyor belt.

Mili smiled slightly, "Lani and Ati," she repeated back to me, pressing a brief kiss to my temple before grabbing her suddenly ringing phone.

I tilted my head when she sent the call straight to voicemail, "Don't you need to get that?" I said, knowing I could get the bags if it was important.

Mili only shook her head as we walked toward the conveyor belt to get our luggage's, "It's work, which means it'll have to wait until we get settled in," she determined.

And while I wanted to argue her point, I could only recall the last time that I mentioned her putting work over me.

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"Aw my little lovebug," my mom instantly greeted me with her typical bright smile.

I couldn't possibly hold back my grin as my eyes landed on the familiar woman.

Her long dark hair was pulled into a high ponytail while she wore her typical loose beach pants with a dark tank top and a sheer shawl over it.