The soup looked extremely hot, smoke was flaring up as Halil Ibrahim stired it. The night was also very quiet, wind slightly blew through the window making them feel a refreshing breeze. Zeynep stares outside, she sees the moon shining brighter than usual. The whole sky was painted golden as if it was celebrating their return. Zeynep also noticed a star positioned right next to the moon, the two bodies looked magically drawn to each other like soulmates. She then shifted her eyes to the actual magic in front of her, his arms just effortlessly revealing their veins, making him look too manly. The short sleeves shirt he wore highlighted his muscles from his biceps to his chest and finally his neck. Halil had been stiring the soup to cool it down, he tilted his neck while at it. He kept shifting and tilting it left and right.
He scoops one spoonful, drive it to his mouth then blows air onto it, with his tongue; he slightly tastes to check the temperature. Zeynep due to the nervousness, had pinned her hands in between her legs. Halil notices how she's shaking her legs, he raises his head and looks straight into her eyes. He then moves his hand with the spoon to her mouth, Zeynep takes a second to open up but he manages to feed her the soup. Maybe it's due to embarrassment or shyness but she somehow cannot bring herself to look into his eyes. Every time their eyes almost meet, Zeynep manages to look away. Suddenly, soup falls from one corner of Zeynep's lips. She quickly uses her hand to wipe it off before it falls farther, Halil Ibrahim looks at her face and realizes that Zeynep didn't wipe all of it off. He places his hand below her chin, support it up with four fingers then uses his thumb to wipe it up to her lips.
Zeynep looks stunned, she wishes to push away but it's as if the four fingers are holding her body down as well. The moment Halil's thumb reaches her lips, she unknowingly licks the lower lip followed by the upper lip clean. Despite the fact that she had been avoiding Halil's gaze, she suddenly finds herself staring right into his clear eyes. Mostly, Halil's eyes are the opposite of clear. Could be due to the fact that he holds multiple secrets or even more so, to hide his true feelings from others. However, with Zeynep, they can't help but wish to clear the doubt. As if he wishes for her to see through them, to see beyond the secrets and the lies and if possible, for her to see her place in his heart.
Zeynep reads as Halil's eyes tell the story of his love, a love too real like the moonlight across the sky. Halil slowly gets close which accelerates Zeynep's anxiety, she could almost feel her heart in her throat. She tightly holds the chair down as Halil Ibrahim closes in for the kiss. She feels as his hand moves up to her cheek and some of his fingers behind her ear. Using that hand on her cheek, he pulles himself to her face. At this moment, they are both sharing the same air, Halil breathes in raising his shoulders and and whole body then slowly their lips touch. His lips feel very warm and slightly soft, she can feel his faint breathes blowing on her face. It's a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time thus it could be compared to an electric shock striking her down to her legs. For a second she had forgotten about their separation and was actually enjoying the sudden kiss. She was almost closing her eyes as well but suddenly her conscious spoke reminding her how wrong it'd be if she responded to that kiss. "What would the girls say about her?" She wondered, it was evident they hated her so when they find out she couldn't wait resist and instead jumped into Halil's arms; her life would surely take a turn for the worst. That's when she suddenly opened her eyes as resorted in doing the first thing that came to mind.
"Mhmmm..." Halil cries in pain.
" Did I hurt you? Halil Ibrahim... did I push you too hard?" Zeynep asks after pulling Halil Ibrahim away from her lips. Halil Ibrahim's facial expression said it all, he was in a lot of pain and that his wounds had not fully healed yet.
"Yes Zeynep... It hurts..." Halil Ibrahim replies.
"Where...?" Zeynep questions with a concerned tone. While questioning him, she places one of her hand on Halil's chest and the other on his face. Halil Ibrahim stares at her and he can see true fear on her eyes. He can clearly see concern from her, he knows how her eyes instantly start shimmering due to tears every time she's concerned for him. He memorized how her eye brows slightly rise at the middle of her face when she fears for him. Coincidentally or not, that's the exact expression she was wearing at that moment. Zeynep might not know but Halil has her figured out, he knows her angry face, her proud face and even her 'in love' face. After witnessing that, Halil placed his hand on top of Zeynep's hand, he pressed it down on his chest then tighten his glance to Zeynep. The dark eyes were back, considering the situation, Halil's eyes changed but it wasn't a vicious look. His eyes this time showed a pinch of fear and yearning, not a tear fell off but the tears were occupying almost all of his eyes.
