Bada's POV
I woke up as the rays of the sun touched my skin. Mabilis akong napangiti. I remember how we shared our love last night and it was just so kilig how much Hyeokjae praised every part of me.
Speaking of Hyeokjae, napabaling ako sa gilid ko at nakita kong wala ito doon. Sabagay if katabi ko sya siguradong magigising akong nakayakap siya sa akin.
I stayed looking at the ceiling for a few minutes before standing up. Ilang minuto ko munang binalikan lahat ng mga masasayang bagay na nangyari sa buhay ko nitong mga nakaraang araw. Ngumiti ako bago nagdesisyong tuluyan ng bumangon. Napansin ko agad ang paper bag na nakapatong sa upuan malapit sa akin.
I gently shook my head and chuckled as when I checked it, it contained a new set of clothes for me.
My hand immediately reaches for the moon necklace on my chest. Because it's a bit long, the pendant rests on my chest. I don't know when it started, but it has become a habit for me to touch the moon on my necklace whenever I think about Hyeokjae.
Naalala ko pa yung unang reaksyon nya ng makita niyang suot ko itong kwintas na iniwan nya sakin noon. He can't even believe na nasa akin pa ito, akala daw niya ay itinapon ko na or what.
Actually, hindi ko din alam bakit ko ito iniuwi noong mga panahong iyon. Basta one day, while I'm fixing my things, nakita ko nalang sya sa mga gamit ko, so I decided to keep it. Remembrance sa katangahan ko, sabi ko pa nga noon.
He said he originally bought this as a graduation gift for me at my senior high graduation. However, things happened and he can only give it to me as a thank you gift for our 'one-night stand.'
Naiiling na muli akong napangiti. Funny how the universe brought us together again after so many years, after so many twists and turns. Siguro nga tama ang sinasabi ng iba, na baka nga sa tamang panahon ay ibibigay din ng Diyos ang para sayo, matagal man, masakit man, magulo man, basta dadating ito madalas sa oras pa na hindi mo inaasahan.
Napangiti ako, 'sobrang hindi naman inaasahan Lord'. Akala ko sa pelikula lang nangyayari yung ganito eh, pwede din pala sa totoong buhay, basta siguro magtiwala ka lang.
Mabilis akong nagayos ng sarili. Makailang beses pa akong umikot sa harapan ng salamin. The dress he gave me is very pretty. It's an above-knee length dress with a very simple design. It hugs my upper body but flows from the waist to the end. Pakiramdam ko ay ang ganda ganda ko sa damit na suot ko kaya hindi ko napigilang hindi mag-ayos ng mukha at ng buhok. I smiled to myself in the mirror, satisfied with the outcome.
Nagulat pa ako ng biglang nagring ang cellphone ko, mabilis akong lumabas ng kwarto ng marinig kong doon nanggagaling ang tunog nito.
Napahinto ako sandali ng tuluyan nga makalabas, parang Deja vu, the same suite I'm in right now is the same suite we first spent our first night together. As instinct, napatingin ako sa dining table, at tama nga ako, nandoon ang cellphone ko.
Mabilis ko itong pinuntahan at napatingin agad sa umagahang nakahain sa lamesa. Napangiti at napailing ako, para akong bumalik sa simula.
I grabbed my phone and smiled widely when I saw that it was Lusher who was calling me. Natatawa ako thinking that this may not be a coincidence at all.
"Hmn..." I went near the breakfast and grabbed the note below the single white rose on the table.
"Thank you for coming into my life. I will definitely enjoy every bit of it. - Hyeokjae."
Hindi ko napigilang tumawa ng mahina. 'This is definitely not a Deja vu.'
Tatawagan ko sana si Hyeokjae sa phone ng maalala yung mga nangyari simula kagabi. There is an unexplainable feeling na parang sinadya niya talaga lahat to. So, to avoid spoiling whatever surprise he has on his sleeves, I decided to just sit down and eat the breakfast he prepared for me. I was busy eating my food when I noticed that there is something written on my plate. Natatakluban lang ito ng pagkain kaya hindi ko agad ito napansin.
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Unchaste Connection
RomanceA Bada Lee and Howl Lee AU. Disclaimer: This Bada X Howl story is a work of fiction. All the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner...