꧁ 𝓐𝓶𝒆𝓼 𝒆𝓷 𝓹𝒆𝓲𝓷𝒆 ꧂
His intoxicating kisses
Helped her to forget
Better than any alcohol
The pain of her grieving heart.
Addictive,
She took possession of his mind
Faster than any drug
Ever did.
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For several long minutes, Hana stood in front of the Akaashi family's door, not daring to knock. Coming from a rather well-off family herself, it took a lot to subjugate her. Yet the young woman couldn't help feeling intimidated as she crossed the impressive garden leading to the magnificent family home.
Hana tended to forget that her partner came from a wealthy family. He never bragged about it, and she'd eventually put it in the back of her mind. But now, the slightest element on which her gaze lingered reminded her of it. Was she dreaming, or were those koi carp in the little pond she could see from over there?
In any case, she wasn't dreaming when she saw a few gardeners discreetly raise their heads to spy on her. They were probably wondering who she was and whether she had indeed been authorized to enter these grounds. And after all, these thoughts were quite permissible since she did nothing to dispel them.
Unwilling to prolong this awkward moment, the ice skater took a deep breath and forced herself to look away, once and for all. She'd check out the pond on her way out later. If the path was clear. And if...
—It takes you quite a long time to knock. My mother's fish always have that effect on newcomers.
Caught red-handed, Hana would have been embarrassed by her behavior if she hadn't recognized the drawling voice that had just called her out. She hadn't even heard him approach, too immersed in contemplating the surroundings, and apparently Akaashi was amused by her reaction. His translucent eyes told no lies, and he made no effort to hide it.
—You've been here for a long time? You could've come in, continued the young man, searching his pockets for his keys.
—You're late, said Hana.
—I had an errand to run. It took longer than expected.
Hana's eyes fell on the plastic bag the young man was holding in his hands, without understanding its contents.
—Were you at the pharmacy? The brunette guessed as she recognized the logo, without hiding her astonishment. What for?
Faced with Hana's doubtful expression, a mischievous smile took place on Akaashi's lips.
—I'd like to show you a rather special drink, the boy explained briefly. I'm sure you'll like it, he added as he unlocked the door.
The click of the lock sounded, suddenly reminding the young woman where she was.
—It's a good thing I didn't ring the bell, because who knows what would have happened if I'd run into your parents.
—My parents aren't here, informed Akaashi as he pushed open the door. You would've just run into some housemaids.
Housemaids? They even had housemaids? Hana didn't even have time to digest the news before she was already inside, pushed by the hand Akaashi had slipped down her back.
