My Favourite Unfinished

Chapter 23

We returned to her place, and removed our shoes.
She immediately wrapped her arms around me from behind, and started walking, leading me towards her bedroom.

Well, I always comply.
She removed my coat, revealing my black sleeveless top.
The cold air of the room hit my arms, making me shiver slightly.

"Shivering already...?", she teased, running her hands along my arm.

"It's just the temperature..."

She pushed her body against me, making me fall on my stomach on the bed, with her on top of me.

"Someone said we would just Netflix and chill...", I chuckled.

She pulled my thin sleeve down, kissing my shoulder, "Well I guess we are just chilling... No Netflix tonight"

She turned me around and captured her lips with mine.
It's always the sheer passion in her kisses that sends a shiver down my spine.

Her kisses went to my neck, then it turned into biting... Sucking, leaving a mark.

I sigh shakily, "Kai..."

Her hands went underneath my top, roaming all over my stomach.

"Is she out of your mind yet?"

I always sense her insecurity, "She has been out of my mind for three years now, Kai"

She pulls herself down, making our bodies press flush against each other.

I lock my gaze with her, "What are you...", my hands went to caress her cheeks, "...so insecure about?"

"That maybe... I am not enough for you"

I burst out laughing, "Kai... Oh my god... You are stuck with me just know that"

"Hey don't laugh now!"

"You are... You are and you will be stuck with me for the rest of your life. I don't care, we are marrying"

I realised what I was saying and my face instantly turns red.

She chuckles against my neck, her grip on my waist tightening, "Did you just... Propose me, dumbo?"

I hold her head against my neck, "I.. I guess I did..."

She hums, "Don't worry that's my goal too"

She pulls back, "Marrying you is my goal too. Hell! I still thank God that we are dating"

I chuckle, "You... You are so annoying!"

"I am just stating the truth..."

"What else did she say?"

"She just told me the whole story and told me to take care of you"

"I see...", I smile.

She looks at my tugged down sleeve, my flushed face. Her gaze was melting me down.

"Don't stare...", I say covering my face.

She grabs my wrists and pins them against the bed, "Seeing your flushed face is one of my favourite things. Don't cover it"

My heart was beating fast, my breathing was heavy.

She lets go of my wrists and pulls my top over my head, shoving it aside.

Her hands were back on my waist again, with a death grip.
Her lips were on my collarbone, kissing every inch of my skin.

Her touch was always so reverent, she never made me uncomfortable and I never felt insecure about my body around her.

She kissed just above my chest, teasing me.

My face was flushed red already, and it couldn't get any redder.

She tugs down one of the straps of my bralette and starts kissing my shoulder and the crook my neck.

I close my eyes, relishing in every single one of her kisses.

Do you know the 'three loves' theory?

The First love, the intense love and the unconditional love.

First love is always a heartbreaking one, but it teaches us how to love.

Intense love is the one where you get a little more mature. You experience massive highs and dramatic lows. You get insecure, you experience fear, self doubt because you grew up, this one is also a heartbreak, but you learn to love yourself.

Unconditional love is the one where you potentially find your one true love, your soulmate. You heal, you don't feel left out, you grow and you help your partner to grow. You accept all the flaws of the relationship and continue to enhance it.

For me...
Aadhvita was my first love.
Kai was both my second and third.

There was insecurity in the beginning of our relationship, we have been through highs and lows but she stayed and I couldn't thank her enough for that.

She is my Unconditional love. My Kai.

She may not be the first person I dated, or hugged or kissed.
But she was the first person I made love to and she would be last person I will make love to.

I was deep down, and there is no going back.

I feel serene with her.

My parents are supportive, her parents are supportive. We have their blessings, that's the most important thing after all.

No uncertainty, no restrictions, no anxiety.

Just me and her.

She is my anchor, holding me up in place so that I won't wander off.

Yes, I realised just how much dumb I was for not noticing her feelings way before.
Was I that self conceited or something? Or maybe I was that dense.

I healed, thanks to her.
There are so many things I can thank her about.
And the list would be so long...

Before I knew, my bralette was off and her eyes were on me.

"Jeez... Kai... Quit that"

"I love it when you get flustered... Even though we did it a few times before...", she asks chuckling.

"I... I don't know! Your eyes... Are just— they aren't innocent at all!"

"I didn't say they were", her lips were on my sternum as she caressed my waist.

My hands reached the zip of her gown, sliding it down, unzipping it.
She pulled herself up, removing her gown.

Her lips were back on my neck again.

I pulled her face, making her look at me.

Her face was flushed, "What...?"

"I love you, Kai Hemsworth"

She smiles and presses her forehead against mine, "And I love you more, Amiya Hart"

I smile and pull her in for a kiss.

I don't smoke but, if she was a cigarette, then I would smoke her for the rest of my life, even if that meant dying.

The End.