It was funny. She only knew her for over a year but how come it felt like they've been together since forever?
One thing among all that she loved about Mikha was her 'straight to the point' personality. Mikha could be intentionally cheesy sometimes but mostly, she only said what she had in her mind without sweet talking intended.
Mikha didn't have words to say when Aiah was sad or angry but she did have a pair of arms to hold her and a shoulder for her to rest. Her ears were ready twenty four seven to listen to whatever she wanted to talk about and most importantly, she had Mikha's heart as a place she could come home to.
"Bubby?" Mikha's fingertips touched her face softly, her eyes were anxious–searching for any sign of rejection.
"Why me?"
A soft smile drew upon her face. "You are the love that came to me without a warning, bubby. I didn't prepare myself for you, I never knew I'd fall for you but you're there. You catched me when I fell even way before I trusted you. I'm in love with you and I'm in love with myself. And it's hard to love myself as me but you made it so easy, it's surreal."
"Kiss me."
Mikha was confused, she was asking the question, wasn't Aiah aware of the distress in her heart? Why didn't she answer straight yes?
"Kiss me." she repeated.
Mikha did what she was told. Aiah closed her eyes as soon as their lips touched. Her kiss was gentle and tender. Her tongue was exploring every inch of Mikha's lips, tracing every curve, savoring the sweet taste of it. She was hungry for her.
"Yes," she whispered against Mikha's lips. "I'm yours for eternity."
A wide smile formed on her lover's face.
"Yes?"
"Yes." she nodded emotionally.
She took the ring out of the box and slipped it through her finger.
"Mine for eternity." She took her hand and kissed the ring with all her heart. Aiah once again brought her face to Mikha's.
"Love me, Mikha." she mumbled. Her breath was getting heavier by each contact Mikha made on her skin.
"A–are you sure?" she stuttered.
"Love me, take me, all of me. And let me love you too."
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She whistled through the Surgery Department aisle. The grin never left her face. There was no yelling nor any sarcastic comments during the morning report that she led. She forgave the mistakes her residents made during surgery. She treated her friends with free pizza, she even let them purchase two take away boxes each.
"You're extra happy today."
"You should buy us lunch more often."
"Mikhs, can I have those cakes too?"
"Sure, ate Gwen." she nodded. "Take whatever you want."
"Really?! Wohoo! Mikhs, you're the best!"
"Seriously, what happened to you? You're so not you today." Jhoanna commented.
"I'm just happy and I love you guys so what's my crime?" Mikha laughed.
"Fine, whatever. It's free food so I'm not complaining."
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