Beautiful Disaster; Beautiful Reality.

Dodo's Do Exist.

Mika's pov
I can't believe what happened; what I let happen. The scar on her wrist, although faded, was still there like a shadow haunting me. I couldn't look at her in the same way knowing I let her down. She needed my help and I wasn't there. I fled. Ran away. But I promised not to let it hurt me anymore; it still does though. She wears bracelets over her scar but I still see it. It's like she cut me instead but the wound still hurts for me.

I slowly rolled over (I was in bed) and went to hug Hannah but realised she wasn't there. I shot up and looked around a little stunned. She hadn't got up before me in a while, especially since... the baby. I quickly rushed out to the kitchen and... she wasn't there. The living room, no, the loo, nope, not the spare room or the dining room.

I walked to my study and saw her sitting at the desk writing. I stared, still in shock. She looked up then turned to face me. He face turned scarlet and she started giggling like a school girl. I looked around for what could be so funny then she stopped and smiled.
"W-wha-" cut off.
"Look down." She whispered.
"Oh." I said in a dull embarrassed voice as I realised that I was naked; properly naked with no underwear. My face turned purple as I ran to the bedroom to get dressed.
"Don't worry I've seen it before!" Hannah called after me with a giggly voice. I sighed,
"Were you impressed?" I joked.
"With what? Hmmm... nah." Hannah called back bursting into laughter as I returned. Her eyes fell to my trousers.
"Covered up now then?" She smiled.
"Only if you want me to be." I flirted very badly.
"Too early love. Maybe later." She said nicely as I wrapped my arms around her from behind. She slid slightly forward on the stool so I could balance on the back with my legs either side of her.
"Sooo, what are you writing?" I questioned eagerly. It looked interesting and long. Lots of big words and names.
"A story." She said simply.
"I'm an author." She added. Wow. Did. Not. Expect. That.
"Really? That's cool. What's the story about?" She smiled and kissed me on the cheek.
"It's set in France. Umm a girl called Jess gets a flower shop in France left to her by her grandma. However, she can't speak French and doesn't know a thing about flowers. She gets judged and laughed at by locals as she tries to fit in and do up this dilapidated shop. However there's one boy who sees the commitment she has to this shop but it also has a special meaning to him.  So it's basically about her journey adapting to a new life out there." She said with thought. I stared blankly at her.
"I love it." I said slowly.
"We could get Yasmine to design the front cover." She smiled excitedly.
"Thanks!" She said and turned and kissed me on the lips.
"Do you write with a pen name?" I asked curiously. She nodded.
"The Green Dodo." She laughed. "Original." I said.
"I think I was drunk when I came up with it." She admitted. We both laughed. I never knew she could be so original; I truly thought she was normal.

Hannah's pov
I am The Green Dodo. Mika smiled and clearly liked this strange name. He seemed impressed and had forgotten about the incident earlier. So whilst he continued to work on songs for his album at his piano (it's a Sunday) I  started to write my book. I got about 2 and a half chapters done. Mika... well, let's say he spent the day experimenting.

I put my work into a folder then into a draw Mika cleared out earlier. I was very happy with the story so far but I wouldn't let Mika read it. It's going to be a surprise for him. I even did drafts for the front cover and drew all over my cardboard folder. All of this creativeness was picked up from Mika; his house, his clothes, his music, his family, his life. I was home.

I walked out the door but felt some hands over my eyes. I opened my mouth to speak but felt a soft gentle hand over it. His index finger slowly ran down my lips as he whispered in my ear
"Ssshhh...time for some fun." in a sexy voice that made my knees quiver. He then blindfolded me with a tie and picked me up bridal style and carried me to his room. I felt his lips on my neck as he kicked shut the bedroom door and slammed me against it as his lips collided with mine and his hand wandered all over my body. He ripped off the tie and I saw his room lit with candles and fairy lights dotted around on tables and around the bedposts, blood red rose petals were scattered along the floor leading to the bed which, for once, was nearly made and there was a bottle of red wine and two glasses on the small bedside table. I pulled away from the kiss but he continued to kiss my neck.
"Mika this is amazing... you cleaned up for once." I joked. He looked me in the eyes and said
"Really?" In a sarcastic tone.
"I never thought you were romantic!" I smiled widely.
"Oh baby, you've seen nothing yet."
He picked me up and threw me on the bed and straddled me as he opened the red wine and pour two glasses. He held out the glass to me as I slipped up from under him so I could sit up. He still sat on top of my legs and slowly sipped his wine. I sipped but started giggling when I felt his eyes staring into me. I giggled so much that I dribbled the wine. Mika took the glass off me and put his and mine on the bedside table. He then licked my chin where the wine was trailing down.

He then trailed kisses down my neck, towards my collarbone, and along it. I sighed gently and he stared at me. I met his gaze. He eyes poured into mine. Then, his lips grazed mine; they moved in sinc with mine. It turned more passionate as his hands wandered over my body and down to my jeans. His long, skinny fingers fumbled with the button and the zip as I pulled off his top.  He quickly pulled off my trousers leaving me in my t-shirt and nickers. He kicked off his trousers leaving him in his pants. That wasn't enough. I yanked at his top and he threw it across the room. I kissed his chest and stroked it making him moan in delight.
He then started to kiss me from my neck down to my belly button. Then from my belly button to my nickers. A split second later and there were no nickers. I felt his fingers slowly rubbing my clit.
"Ohh... Mika!" I moaned as he started rubbing faster. Then one finger suddenly shot up inside me. I almost screamed from shock and pleasure. Two... three. I screamed in pleasure as he moved them around inside me.

Then he slipped his pants off. He slid the plastic condom on and quickly and roughly thrusted his lollipop inside of me. Heaven. I kissed his cheek down to his chest and he moaned again. He kissed my collarbone and I moaned once more. Ten minutes later and I reached my climax. After, I just laid there; my head resting on his bare chest feeling his chest move up and down with every breath; his heart beat becoming slow, steady and relaxed. I finally felt like I belonged. I got my life back. I found a true home. And, it felt like heaven.