Golden Melody

Chapter 11.4

Zatariel Wov

His Pov

The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the empty living room.
We were perched on the floor, our backs against the wall, a small coffee table separating us.

The furniture was still on its way, but we were already making this space our own.

"So," I said, breaking the silence, "why music?"

Mimi looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with a newfound energy.
"Music," she said, her voice filled with a passion that I had never heard before,
"It's like a language that speaks to your soul."

"It's like a magic spell," I added, trying to capture the feeling that music evoked in me.
"It can make you feel happy, sad, angry, or anything in between."

"Exactly!" she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up.
"And it can bring people together. It can make you feel less alone."

"What instruments do you like to play?" I asked, curious to learn more about her musical journey.

"Violin and piano," she said, her voice softening.
"I love the way the violin can be so expressive, so passionate. And the piano... it's like a whole orchestra in one instrument. It can be so powerful, so delicate, so versatile."

"Who are your musical idols?" I asked, intrigued by her musical tastes.

"Ludwig van Beethoven," she said, her eyes shining with admiration. "His music is so powerful, so emotional, so full of life. And Babymetal," she added with a mischievous smile.
"They're a Japaneshen idol group, but they're also really heavy metal. They're amazing!"

I chuckled, surprised by her eclectic taste.

"That's quite a mix," I said.

"I like a lot of different kinds of music," she said, shrugging. "Music is music, no matter what genre it is."

"I remember you telling me that your interest in music started when you were a little girl watching an anime titled Chance Pop Session," I said, recalling our earlier conversations.

"Yes!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening with excitement.
"It was so inspiring! The characters were idols, and they were so passionate about their music. They made me want to be a musician, an idol, someone who could make a difference in the world."

"And you're doing that," I said, my voice filled with admiration. "You're making a difference, Mimi. You're inspiring people with your music, with your talent, with your heart."

Mimi smiled, her eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and determination.
"I'm just getting started," she said. "I have so much more to do, so much more to give."

I reached out and took her hand, my fingers intertwining with hers.
"I'm here with you, Mimi," I said, my voice filled with love and support.
"I am your number one fan."

We sat in silence for a moment, the setting sun cast a warm glow on our faces, illuminating the hope and determination that burned within us.

We were starting a new life together, a life filled with dreams, challenges, and the unwavering belief that we could make a difference in the world, one note at a time.

We went out to shop for necessities, like bedding and kitchen supplies.
After dinner, Mimi patted the space next to her on the floor, a makeshift bed of foam, pillows, and blankets.
I had no choice but to lie down beside her.

"Riel," she whispered, her voice soft and warm, a hint of uncertainty in her tone.

I reached out and gently cupped her face, my thumb tracing the soft contours of her cheek.
"Mimi," I said, my voice barely whispering,

"I love you."

She blinked, surprised, her breath catching in her throat.
"Huh?"

"Mahal kita, Mimi," I repeated, my gaze locked on hers.
"I've always loved you."

Her eyes widened, and a blush bloomed across her cheeks. She leaned into my touch, her forehead resting against mine.

"Ri-riel," she breathed, her voice filled with a mixture of disbelief and joy.

Her eyes, shimmering with unshed tears, met mine.

She closed her eyes and kissed me, a gentle, tentative kiss that sent a jolt of electricity through my body.
I responded, my lips lingering on hers, savoring the warmth of her touch.

I pulled away slightly, my heart pounding.
"Can I?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
"Can I kiss you again?"

She nodded, her eyes closed, a soft smile gracing her lips.

I leaned in, my lips meeting hers once more.
This time, the kiss was deeper, more passionate, a testament to the unspoken emotions that had been simmering between us for so long.

She deepened the kiss, her arms wrapping around me, her body pressed against mine.

"It's okay, Riel," she whispered against my lips, her voice filled with a newfound confidence.
"I want you to go further."

I hesitated, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Mimi, but..."

"Riel, no buts, please," she said, her voice firm but gentle.
"I know we're still young, But I'm going to get married. I can't give myself to someone I don't love."

I heard a sob escape her lips, I cupped her face, my thumbs gently wiping away her tears.

"Mimi, I love you," I said, my voice filled with sincerity.
"And I truly respect you."

"I love you so much and I want you to be my first," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

I felt a surge of happiness and nervousness wash over me.
I gently rubbed her cheeks, my thumb tracing the soft contours of her jawline.

"Mimi, I want you to be my first, too," I said, my voice filled with love and tenderness.

"If you enter showbiz, there's a high possibility for you to escape marriage," I said, my voice filled with hope.
"Many people have seen you as Exy Vargas. Then we'll exchange our first when we reach 18. But if you don't make it to the finals, we'll do it after dinner."
She smiled, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and anticipation.

"Thank you, Riel," she said, her voice filled with gratitude.
"I wish you were my boyfriend."

"Hmm, I can still be if you want," I said, a playful grin spreading across my face.

She nodded, her eyes shining with happiness.
She hugged me tightly, her body pressed against mine.

"I'm your girlfriend now, Riel," she whispered, her voice filled with a sense of belonging.

We lay there for a long time, hugging each other, our hearts beating in unison.
The world outside faded away, replaced by the warmth of her touch and the promise of a future filled with love and laughter.

We are now officially a couple, two souls intertwined, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.