The Unwritten Chapter - LingOrm

UNSEEN CONNECTION

Lingling guided the disheveled woman into the passenger seat of her car and fastened the seatbelt, the click echoing in the quiet interior. As she settled into the driver's seat, a weary sigh escaped her lips. She turned to look at the girl's face flushed and slack with sleep. Her hair, a tangled mess, obscured her features. She gently pushes the strands away from her face.

"How come you start drinking, you naughty girl?" She murmured in a concerned tone. The woman, lost in a deep slumber, didn't stir. Lingling leaned in, leaving a feather-light kiss on her forehead before straightening up. A moment of quiet contemplation passed before she started the engine. With a final glance at the drunk girl, she pulled out of the parking lot, the streetlights blurring as she drove away.

As she pulled up to the entrance of the mansion, she signaled to one of the maids to bring warm water and an unused towel to her room. Instead of heading towards her own condo, she had chosen to bring her here. Stepping out of the car, Lingling didn't hesitate for a second. She scooped up Orm in her arms, cradling her like a bride, and carried her towards the imposing mansion.

Faye, nestled in the plush comfort of the living room with a steaming cup of coffee, looked up as the sound of the front door opening caught her attention. Her gaze fell upon her sister, who was carrying someone in her arms. Faye stood up as she scanned the girl's face, her eyes widened. A soft cough that drew the woman's attention. "Is that Orm?" She asked silently and got a nod in response. Without a word, Lingling headed towards her room. She then encountered Freen, who was descending down the stairs. Their eyes met. Freen's gaze shifted to the unconscious woman in her arms, then back to her sister's face. A smirk played on her lips as she continued her way. Lingling just ignored her, entering her room and gently laying Orm down on the bed.

She then moved quietly, her concern for the younger woman was evident in every action. She retrieved a soft towel and gently wiped her face, her hands moving with a tenderness. Next, she wiped her arms and legs, careful not to jostle her. As she began to change Orm into a comfortable nightgown, her gaze lingered on the sleeping woman's body, her eyes taking in every detail. A flush of warmth crept up her neck as she realized the intensity of her scrutiny. She quickly averted her gaze, her heart beats erratically. With a shaky breath, she finished dressing Orm, her mind racing with an unfamiliar longing.

Her own body weary from the day's events, decided to take a soothing night bath. The warmth of the water soothed her tense muscles, feeling a little more relaxed. She then settled herself on the bed, her eyes drawn to Orm, who was still sound asleep. Lingling found herself captivated by the girl's features, studying the delicate curve of her lips, the soft flutter of her eyelashes, the gentle rise and fall of her chest. As she watched, a strange sense of peace washed over her, and the weariness of the day finally caught up with her. She slipped her left arm around Orm's nape, pulling her closer and took her arm and gently placed it around her waist. Their bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces. She then leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on her forehead before closing her own eyes. content to simply hold the other woman, the warmth of their bodies a comforting presence in the quiet of the night. She drifted off, her dreams filled with the gentle scent of Orm's hair and her peaceful breathing.

The first rays of dawn, streaming through the window, roused the younger woman from her slumber. She blinked open her eyes, the sunlight momentarily blinding her. Her eyes flew open, the bright morning light assaulting her already throbbing head. She winced, a groan escaping her lips. She felt an arm wrapped tightly around her, adding to her discomfort. "How the fuck did I end up here?" She muttered. "And who the hell is this?" She tried to pull away, to get a better look at the woman holding her, but the grip was surprisingly strong.

The woman shifted, giving Orm a clear view of her face. Her eyes widened in surprise. She peeked out from under the comforter and sighed in relief when she still fully clothed. But then, her gaze fell on something else. She was wearing a soft, comfortable nightgown. A realization dawned on her, a slow smile spreading across her face. Lingling had changed her clothes.

Several minutes passed, and she remained nestled in the older woman. She stared up at the ceiling, her mind still hazy, but a strange sense of comfort settling over her until she fell back asleep.

Lingling stretched, her hand instinctively reaching out towards Orm's face. But before her fingers could brush against the younger woman's cheek, she realized she wasn't alone in the bed. They weren't hugging anymore. Orm was sleeping soundly on her side, back facing her. A soft smile bloomed on Lingling's lips as she gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind the girl's ear. She sat on the edge of the bed stretching, a contented sigh escaping her lips.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Lingling went downstairs. She made a quick trip to the kitchen, preparing a light breakfast and fetching some headache medicine for the blonde. The thought of the younger woman waking up with a pounding head filled her with a quiet determination to take care of her. She entered the living room, her face brightening as she greeted her parents. "Good morning, Mom. Good morning, Dad."

She then turned to her two sisters, who were exchanging knowing glances and smirking. "Good morning to you two, but I'd rather not see your annoying faces first thing in the morning." She retorted, rolling her eyes playfully.

Mrs. Kwong, her expression gentle, gestured towards a chair. "Come take a seat and have breakfast with us."

Lingling shook her head, a soft smile playing on her lips. "No need, Mom. I'm just getting breakfast and some medicine for Nong Orm."

Her parents exchanged surprised glances, their expressions a mixture of confusion and amusement. "Oh she spent the night here? Why didn't you bring her down with you?" She asked, "And what's with the medicine?"

"Go get her so we can all eat breakfast together." Mr. Kwong said.

Suddenly, a piercing scream echoed from upstairs. "AGHHHHHHHHH!!!!" The sound was so loud that everyone in the living room almost jolted up from their seats, startled by the unexpected outburst.

"Who was that?" Mr. Kwong asked concern.

Lingling, already halfway up the stairs, turned back to her father. "Nong Orm." She then disappeared back up the stairs.

She hurriedly opened the door of her room and worriedly went beside her. "Orm what happened?"

I'm still recovering from my motorcycle accident and haven't been able to think clearly enough to finish my draft. I've published what I have for now, and I'll try to update tomorrow if I'm feeling better.