"Trace." She called my name with her cold voice and a faint smile was etched on my face.
I looked at her, my eyes mirroring the same deep set eyes she had and I sighed inwardly.
"I want you back." She muttered and that was enough to send fluttering feelings on my heart, I clench my hands tighter.
Along with that happiness was a resurfacing pain and fear that she can leave again, and never come back. I know I would really go mad if that were to happen.
So I kept still, holding my position on that wall and kept my calm demeanor.
She was shocked, and I brush her face with my fingers.
Such a fool that I am, I'm walking towards the warzone without an armor and nude with feelings.
She always had a way with me, I can't explain how a simple touch would send shiver down my spine.
She looked at me, hopeful and I gave her a sincere smile and nodded, like a fool.
"I've waited too long." I answered and with that statement, I pulled her into a deep kiss, my mouth against her. I can inhale her sweet scent, I can feel every fiber of my body, fidgeting, anticipating each and every move.
Moments later, we were in bed, with me staring at her tattoo, in the bottom of her boobs, encrypted was the start of our names.
She was beautiful, and at that moment, we were perfect, infinite. Not because of the making love part, but there was something else there that I can't pinpoint.
She must've noticed my serious expression and playfully pushed my hair, messing it and laughed.
"What are you looking at?" She giggled and hide her face with her, her ears blushing and I can't help but smile at that sight.
"Nothing." I answered and laid down beside her and put her hair on the other side as I pepper her nape with kisses.
Our fingers were interlaced under tha covers, our warm bodies serving as the heater for each other on that cold chilly breeze.
"Don't let me go anymore. I don't think I can handle it." I said sincerely. She turned to face me and kiss my face, her hands cupping my cheeks.
"No matter what happens, I always find myself going back to you." She muttered and at that moment, it was more than enough.
Yes, in the end we'll always be together.
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Wandering Thoughts:3AM(girlxgirl one shot stories)
ContoThese are the random musings that I write at 3am. Enjoy reading. After all, writing is freedom of expression.