Bini Imagines or AU's

Mikha Lim

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(No One's POV)

Victoria was a vision of serene beauty as she sat by the windowsill in their bedroom, the golden afternoon light casting a warm glow around her. Dressed in a thin, oversized shirt and white shorts, her hair was tied up in a loose bun, and her reading glasses perched delicately on her nose. She was engrossed in her book, the soft rustling of pages the only sound in the room.

A few minutes later, the door creaked open, and Mikha walked in, holding her gaming controller. She had just finished an intense session, her adrenaline still buzzing, but the sight of Victoria instantly calmed her. Mikha's eyes traced the elegant curve of Victoria's posture, the way her legs were tucked under her, and how the oversized shirt slipped slightly off her shoulder, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of skin.

Mikha's heart skipped a beat. She quickly made her way back to the living room, apologizing to her teammates through her headset. "Sorry, guys. Something came up. I'll catch you later," she said, her voice hurried but filled with excitement.

With the game officially paused, Mikha rushed back to the bedroom. She paused at the doorway, taking in the sight of Victoria once more. There was something incredibly intimate and grounding about seeing her girlfriend so lost in her book, the world outside forgotten.

Mikha walked over to Victoria and gently leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on her girlfriend's exposed shoulder. Victoria looked up, a smile spreading across her lips as she saw Mikha. "Hey, you," she greeted, her voice warm and inviting.

"Hey yourself," Mikha replied, her eyes sparkling with affection. She set her gaming controller on the nearby dresser and then settled herself next to Victoria, sliding an arm around her waist.

Victoria closed her book, placing it beside her, and removed her reading glasses. "You done with your game?" she asked, her fingers absently playing with a strand of Mikha's hair.

"Yeah," Mikha nodded. "I saw you here and... well, I'd much rather be with you."

Victoria's smile widened, her eyes shining with love. "You're sweet."

Mikha chuckled, leaning in to kiss Victoria's temple. "I try."

Victoria shifted slightly, turning so she could face Mikha better. Her hand moved to cup Mikha's cheek, her thumb brushing gently over her skin. "I missed you," she confessed softly, her eyes locking with Mikha's.

Mikha felt a rush of warmth spread through her at those words. "I missed you too," she replied, her voice equally soft. She leaned in, capturing Victoria's lips in a tender kiss. It started slow and gentle, a sweet melding of lips that spoke of love and longing.

As the kiss deepened, Mikha's hand slid down Victoria's back, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. Victoria responded eagerly, her hands tangling in Mikha's hair, holding her in place as their lips moved in perfect harmony.

The world outside the windowsill disappeared, leaving only the two of them in their bubble of love and desire. Mikha's kisses trailed down to Victoria's neck, eliciting soft sighs from her girlfriend. She could feel Victoria's pulse quicken under her lips, a heady reminder of the effect she had on her.

"Mikha," Victoria breathed, her voice a mix of need and affection.

Mikha pulled back slightly, her eyes dark with passion as she gazed at Victoria. "Yeah?"

Victoria's hands moved to the hem of Mikha's shirt, tugging it up slightly. "I want you," she said simply, her eyes filled with a raw, honest desire.

Mikha's heart pounded in her chest at Victoria's words. "You have me," she replied, her voice low and husky. She helped Victoria remove her shirt, discarding it to the side before pulling her girlfriend into another searing kiss.

Their bodies pressed together, a perfect fit, as they continued to explore each other with kisses and touches. Mikha's hands roamed over Victoria's body, savoring the feel of her soft skin under her fingertips. Victoria's hands were equally adventurous, caressing and teasing, driving Mikha wild with need.

They tumbled back onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and whispered promises. The oversized shirt Victoria wore was quickly discarded, leaving her in just her white shorts. Mikha took a moment to admire her girlfriend, her eyes drinking in the sight of her flushed cheeks, the rise and fall of her chest, and the way her eyes shone with love and desire.

"You're so beautiful," Mikha murmured, leaning down to press kisses along Victoria's collarbone. "So incredibly beautiful."

Victoria's fingers traced patterns on Mikha's back, her touch both soothing and electrifying. "So are you," she whispered back, her voice filled with emotion. "I love you, Mikha."

Mikha's heart swelled at those words. "I love you too, Victoria. So much."

Their lips met again, and this time there was an urgency to their kiss, a need to be as close as possible. They moved together, a dance of love and passion, each touch and kiss bringing them closer to the edge.

As they lost themselves in each other, the world outside faded away. There was only the two of them, wrapped up in their love, the golden afternoon light casting a halo around them. In that moment, they were each other's everything, and nothing else mattered.

And as they finally lay together, spent and content, their bodies tangled and hearts beating in sync, they knew that this love they shared was something rare and beautiful. It was a love that would carry them through anything, a love that made every moment, even the simplest ones, extraordinary.

"Forever," Mikha whispered, pressing a kiss to Victoria's forehead.

"Forever," Victoria echoed, her eyes shining with tears of happiness.

In each other's arms, they found their home, their safe haven, and they knew that no matter what the world threw at them, they would always have this love, this unbreakable bond that made them whole.