Waiting

Future

"I know it's here somewhere, give me a minute." I said as I tore through my shelves to find the first aid box. It's been awhile since I had to use them. I finally found them tucked in the small corner of my room. I turn to face the raven haired boy casually laying on my bed.

"Hey, don't lie on stranger's bed, its rude!" I commanded as I attempted to shove him off. I was slightly embarrassed that he was in my room. I mean, I haven't actually gotten around to cleaning it for a long time. The only place I worried about the most is the kitchen, the rest of the apartment could wait till I have time.

"But you are not a stranger, so I don't actually see a problem." He said as his signature smirked formed on his lips. Ah, after all these years, he's still the bastard from high school. Despite the fact that he now wore a suit to work. I rolled my eyes, not bothering to give him a reply. I made my way out of the room and into my living hall. Ai Zhan was there flipping through channels. Was it me, or he was slightly flushed and stiff. I guess if I was in his situation I would be awkward too. I pushed away those thoughts as I made my way to the sofa.

"Get out of my room, or I am not treating those wounds for you." I shouted to He Tian still lying on my bed. Without waiting for a reply, I got to work by sorting out the items I would probably need. Before I could look up to call out to He Tian again, I felt the sofa dipped in weight. He was awfully close. I could feel his legs brushing against mine, I couldn't help but blush slightly. He placed his hand on my knees and waited for me to do the rest. As I got to work cleaning his wound with medicine, I could feel his intense stares. He was looking at me, I'm sure of it. I'm also very sure that Ai Zhan is staring at us as well. I turned slightly to catch Ai Zhan eyes wanting to mentally apologise for making him come over. But as I turned, Ai Zhan stood up from the sofa and made his way to the door, announcing that he needed to smoke and will be back soon. Yeah, we all know that was a lie.

I didn't want to be left alone with He Tian, at least not right now. I was scared of what might be different. I was worried that maybe after all those years, things have changed. Before more of my inner thoughts could wonder. I felt his hand left my knee. One hand slipped through my hair and the other cupped my face, forcing me to look at him. He pulled me towards him and I felt him brush his lips against mine. As if he was asking for my permission, wondering if it was okay. I leaned towards him and sealed any remaining space that was separating us. Our first kiss was horrible, it was forced and a joke. I felt horrible and disgusted by it. Our second kiss was bittersweet, the love that we had to convey to each other as we were both parting. I thought nothing could be more gentle and loving then that kiss ever would be. I was right, because our third kiss was heated. We feasted on each other not wanting to part for air. I felt myself clinging onto his well pressed top, wanting to pull him even closer to me. While he kept one of his hand steady at the back of my head pulling me towards him and his other grabbed my arm wanting to leave his mark on my skin.

We finally pulled away from one another after what felt like forever. It was supposed to be a tender moment right after our kiss. But the first thing I blurted out was, "oh god the windows are open what if Ai Zhan saw that?!"

He Tian stared at me for a moment and burst out laughing. I could feel my face turn redder by the minute. Ai Zhan chose that moment to walk back into the house, announcing that they had to leave before it got too late. He Tian ruffled my hair and got ready to leave. They weren't staying the night. They had their hotel booked in the city, He Tian had an early meeting the next day and it was simply just nearer from the hotel than my place. I walk them to the door and bid them farewell. As they made the turn towards the lift, I saw him running back towards me. He pressed a paper into my chest, wink and took off again. The paper wrote, meet me at this café tomorrow evening. Call me if you get lost. I flushed, what was he thinking, are we some high school children that needs to arrange meet up through paper notes? Regardless of my self-ranting needs, I felt a smile spread across my face. This was going to be a good night.