the fire between us

chapter 17

⚠️Please read the important message here and below- the chapter will start after the message! 

I wanted to clarify a small difference in how the story is unfolding compared to what you might have seen on TikTok. By this point, if you were following along on TikTok, Martinus would have already asked Y/n to be his girlfriend after their date. This happens around part 36 on TikTok because the segments there are much shorter, allowing the story to progress more quickly.

However, in this version, I'm taking my time to develop their relationship more gradually, which is why they aren't officially a couple just yet. I know some of you might be eager for that moment, but I promise it's coming! I'm just making sure the story flows naturally and builds up to that special moment in a meaningful way. So, thank you for your patience and understanding—stay tuned, it's going to be worth the wait!⚠️

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The soft morning light filters through the curtains as I slowly awaken, the warmth of the bed and the comforting presence of Martinus beside me making it hard to open my eyes. The events of last night play through my mind like a vivid dream, but the steady rhythm of Martinus's breathing reminds me that it was all very real.

I turn my head slightly to find him already awake, his eyes warm and relaxed as he watches me. "Good morning," he murmurs, his voice still husky from sleep.

"Good morning," I reply, smiling softly as I stretch. The peaceful silence between us feels intimate, like a shared secret in the early hours of the day.

Martinus gently brushes a strand of hair from my face, his touch light and affectionate. "We've got a flight to catch," he reminds me, his tone regretful, as if he'd rather stay in this moment a little longer.

As we approach the lobby, we see the rest of the group gathered near the entrance, chatting and sipping on coffee. They greet us with friendly smiles and waves as we join them.

Nora is the first to notice us, her eyes twinkling with curiosity as she catches sight of us together. "Morning, you two," she says with a knowing grin. "Sleep well?"

"Very well, thank you," I reply, trying to keep my tone casual, though I can't help the small smile that tugs at the corners of my lips. Martinus just nods, a relaxed smile on his face.

The others exchange a few more pleasantries before we all gather our things and head out the door. The cool morning air greets us as we step outside, the city just beginning to wake up as we make our way to the waiting car that will take us to the airport.

The drive is peaceful, the city's early morning light casting a soft glow over the streets as we weave through the quiet traffic. Martinus and I sit close together, our hands casually intertwined as we enjoy the last moments in the city.

Once we arrive at the airport, the familiar hustle and bustle of travelers surrounds us. We move through check-in and security with practiced ease, and soon enough, we find ourselves at the gate, waiting for our flight.

As we sit together, surrounded by the others, I feel a sense of contentment settle over me. The anticipation of the journey ahead is balanced by the warmth of the memories we've made, and I can't help but feel grateful for the experiences we've shared.

As I sit at the gate, lost in my thoughts and the gentle hum of conversation around me, I hear Nora's voice calling my name. "Y/N?"

I look up to find her standing a few feet away, her expression casual yet expectant. "Let's go out to look for snacks," she suggests, a hint of mischief in her eyes. I know that look—this isn't just about snacks. It's her way of saying she wants the details about last night.