Orm sat at her desk, surrounded by textbooks and notes, trying to cram in as much information as possible for her upcoming finals. The room was filled with tension and the pressure was palpable as the exams loomed closer. Suddenly, her phone rang, and she saw her mother's name flashing on the screen.
Taking a deep breath, she answered the call, hoping for some words of encouragement or maybe just a break from studying. But, as soon as she heard her mother's voice on the other end, she knew this conversation was going in a different direction.
"You should take an advance review, so when you graduate, you will come here." Her mother's voice came through the phone.
Orm felt a wave of frustration wash over her. She hadn't even finished her finals yet, let alone started thinking about what would come after graduation. The pressure of the moment combined with her mother's expectations was almost too much to bear.
"Mom, I haven't finished our finals yet and now you're already talking about that?" Orm said, her voice tinged with exasperation.
As the conversation continued, she tried to explain her current focus and the stress she was under. Despite her frustration, she couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth knowing that her mother was already dreaming of her future success.
After hours of intense reviewing, Orm finally decided to take a break and check her phone. The clock on her desk showed 3 pm in the afternoon as she scrolled through her notifications. To her surprise, she saw three missed calls from Lingling. Realizing that she had been so engrossed in her studies that she hadn't checked her phone. She immediately called her back.
"Phi Ling, sorry I was studying for my finals. I didn't see your calls, and my phone is on 'do not disturb' mode." She explained apologetically.
On the other end of the line, Lingling let out a sigh. "Are you done? I want you." She said, her voice seems like longing for the younger woman.
"I'm not finished yet, but what do you want?" Orm asked, curious about the sudden urgency.
"Let's have dinner, and then we can go to my condo. I'll pick you up later." The older woman proposed.
After agreeing to the plan, the call ended. Orm quickly went back to her reviewing, determined to finish as much as she could before their dinner date. As the time approached, she set aside her books and began preparing herself, looking forward to a much-needed break and a chance to spend time with her.
Later, she received a tip-off that the older woman was outside. Stepping out, she spotted Lingling in her usual office attire, leaning on her car with sunglasses on. The sight brought a smile to the younger girl's face as she approached her. The CEO spread her arms for a hug and planted a kiss on her cheek.
"Good evening, Beautiful." She greeted.
"Good evening, CEO." Orm responded. "Why the sunglasses at night? Are your eyes having an eye sore?" she teased. Despite feeling let down for a few days, witnessing the woman's affectionate gesture made her troubles fade away.
With a smirk, Lingling quipped, "No, my eyes hurt from your beauty." Causing her cheeks to flush. "Let's go?" She graciously opened the passenger seat for the younger girl, then made her way to the driver's seat and settled in.
Despite Orm's occasional confusion about the CEO's mood, sometimes sweet, but often indifferent as if she didn't exist - all it took was one sweet gesture to erase all the times of being ignored.
They were in the midst of enjoying their food when Lingling's keen eyes caught a man at a nearby table who seemed to have an unsettling focus on Orm. She tried to ignore it at first, expecting the man would divert his attention, but his persistent gaze only intensified. She shot him daggers through her eyes, but to her dismay, he remained fixated on Orm, seemingly unaffected by her silent warnings. Sensing Lingling's unease, Orm gently asked. "Phi, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
With a deep sigh, Lingling couldn't contain her frustration any longer and decided to confront him directly. Rising from her seat, she made her way to their table and boldly questioned. "Excuse me? Why do you keep looking at my girlfriend?" The man's expression shifted to one of confusion, furrowing his brows in response to her assertiveness, which only seemed to amuse her in annoyance. "Stop looking at her if you value your eyes." She warned before returning to their own table.
Orm reached out to comfort her. "Don't mind him, Phi." But the short woman's irritation had reached its peak. "No, let's leave before I could kill someone."
As they prepared to leave, her mood was visibly soured by the unwanted attention. Her protectiveness for the girl driving her to take a stand against the intrusive stranger. As she maneuvered her car through the streets, she couldn't help but notice the subtle smile playing on Orm's lips. Curious, she arched an eyebrow. "Why are you smiling?"
Orm's cheeks tinted with a shy blush as she confessed softly, almost inaudibly. "You told the stranger that I'm your girlfriend."
The older one momentarily took aback, shifted her gaze from Orm to the passing scenery outside. "I just did that to divert his attention away from you. He was creepy. I was ready to gouge out his eyes." She said with an obvious annoyance before refocusing on the road. "Anyway, let's go."
The rest of the trip was quiet, and Orm was surprised when they didn't turn towards Lingling's condo, but to her own house. "You're taking me home?"
The driving woman nodded in confirmation. "Yes. Ying mentioned you have finals coming up, so you need to focus on reviewing."
They arrived at the gate and sat in silence. Orm, feeling awkward, said she'd go and wished her a safe drive before reaching for the door handle, but she was stopped by a hand on her arm.
Looking into her eyes, Lingling whispered. "I'll be safe if you leave me with a kiss." Without hesitation, she leaned in, pressing her lips against her in a tender gesture. Lingling, not content with a brief kiss, pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.
In that night, both of them found solace and in each other's company, their hearts brimming with giddiness.
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The Unwritten Chapter - LingOrm
Fiksi PenggemarOrm's feelings for Lingling have changed overtime. She had started off by idolizing her with a very unromantic (but nonetheless platonic) affection from the time she was 11. These feelings continued to grow stronger as she aged into adolescence, now...