A Spark in the Darkness || lingorm ff

New Journey's start

Orm’s POV

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow across the sky, I couldn’t help but think about how far Lingling and I had come. Everything we had shared, from the shy glances to the late-night confessions, had brought us closer in ways I hadn’t thought possible. Tonight, I wanted her to know just how much she meant to me, how she had filled spaces in my heart I hadn’t even realized were empty.

We sat together on my family’s patio, the garden around us bathed in the golden twilight. My parents were inside, giving us this time alone. Lingling had grown close to them as well, especially my dad. He’d told me earlier that he truly admired her strength and resilience, and that he understood why I had fallen so deeply for her.

Lingling’s fingers were intertwined with mine as we sat in silence, simply enjoying each other’s presence. Her expression was calm, but I knew her well enough to see the hints of uncertainty in her eyes.

“I feel like I finally have a place I belong,” she said softly, breaking the silence. “With you, with your family... I’ve never had this feeling before.”

I squeezed her hand, feeling a swell of affection. “You’ll always have a place here, Lingling. With me, with my family—we’re all here for you.”

She looked at me, her gaze filled with something deep and tender. “You have no idea what that means to me, Orm. For so long, I’ve felt like I was drifting. But with you… it’s like I’ve found my anchor.”

I leaned in, brushing a soft kiss on her cheek. “You’re not alone anymore. You never have to be.”

Lingling’s POV

Orm’s words settled around me like a warm blanket, soothing the ache that had lingered for so long. In her presence, all the heartache, the loneliness, and the disappointments faded away. I felt whole with her, like I’d found something I’d been searching for my entire life.

But there was still something lingering in my heart, something I needed to share with her. I took a deep breath, gathering the courage. “I’ve been thinking… about everything that’s happened with my parents. It’s painful, but I feel ready to let it go. I don’t want it to weigh me down anymore.”

Orm’s eyes softened, and she took my hands in hers. “That’s brave, Lingling. You don’t have to carry that weight alone. We’re here to help you let go, to move forward.”

Tears stung my eyes, but they weren’t tears of sadness—they were tears of relief, of hope. I felt my past melting away, replaced by the promise of something new, something beautiful.

Orm’s POV

Seeing Lingling like this, vulnerable yet strong, made me fall even more in love with her. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as she released the last of her pain. We stayed that way for a while, wrapped in each other, sharing the silence.

When we finally pulled apart, my dad stepped outside, giving us both a warm smile. “You girls doing alright out here?”

Lingling nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “Yes. Thank you for everything, really.”

My dad walked over, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Lingling, you’re family to us now. No matter what, we’re here for you.”

Her eyes sparkled, and I could see the gratitude in them. This moment, surrounded by the people who cared about her, was something she’d been yearning for, maybe even without realizing it.

Lingling’s POV

Orm’s father’s words warmed my heart in ways I couldn’t describe. I had always thought love was complicated, something fleeting and distant. But here I was, surrounded by a family who loved me, who saw me for who I was. And with Orm by my side, I felt complete.

As the night drew on, we shared stories, laughter, and dreams for the future. For the first time, I dared to imagine a future with hope, with happiness, with love.

Finally, as the stars appeared in the sky, Orm and I shared a kiss under their gentle light. It wasn’t just a kiss; it was a promise—a promise of forever, of love that would withstand whatever came our way.

To be continued… in the journey of life.