The story of our love

Chapter XXII

Minho's POV

-Where the f**k are we? I whined

-I don't know! Aighh! 
Bora was looking around trying to find the way to the restaurant. 

- We could go with your friends instead of walking around like fools! You punk! Why do I always have to listen to you!!!

-Hey! - Bora turns around looking irritated. -What are you doing? Then her mood changed from irritated to surprised and curious.

-Mind your own business!-I replied. That girl was a roller coaster of moods and feelings. From curious she changed to mad, super mad.

-Song Minho!! What is that? She pointed at the notebook which was in my hands.-What are you writing?

I thought to tease her a little bit! - Never..Let...h-e-r*spelling it* to take... decisions...

She took the notebook from my hands. Then she looked at me and then the notebook, me again and then she started to read. 

-Bora....Never let take decisions .... Never treat her food! What is this? She threw the notebook to me. 

-I am taking notes... for a happy long lasting marriage! 

-If we get married you will be forced to buy me food everyday of your life. You dump headed. She pointed at me and saw me with threatening eyes. She left looking at the GPS on her phone. 

- Don't be mad with me! I gave her a back hug. 

-Let me go! I turned her. We were face to face. I grabbed her by the shoulders. We were eyeing each other!

- Oppa! I just saw heaven! She mocked. 

I hugged even stronger. She tried to escape from my arms.

- Once you enter heaven you can't leave! 

-Oh, look 50$!

-Where? I felt for it and searched around.

- See! It wasn't hard! And oppa you will treat us for dinner tonight! 

-Wait!! What? ME? We are guests!! Hey, Bora! Bora! Don't run off me! Aighh, this punk! 

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-I think I found it! 

We both stood there for a while and then entered the restaurant. Kyungsoo and Enxhi were waiting for us. She got up immediately as we entered. She look worried and upset with Bora. Bora hid behind my back.

-That's not going to save you! Where were you? Enxhi came and trying to back me off.

-Let me talk to her! she said to me.

-Oh, no no no ! Oppa stay here! She is going to whack my head. Stay here! 

Enxhi's boyfriend was laughing from the table while Enxhi was still trying to catch Bora! She * Bora* was still behind my back and she had grabbed me by the waist!

- Enxhi, please forgive her! I will punish her later!

-Promise!

-Promise! I said.

Bora glared at me, while she raised her head from behind.

-What king of punishment?

-What do you think?!

-Aish you pervert!

I snap her from behind *butt* and we both went to meet Kyungsoo smiling like nothing happened there.

We sat down and ordered something good, a lot of things, which i paid off.  At the beginning there was a total of silence. The table was quiet. 

-So Enxhi how long have you been leaving in Japan?

-Since i was 14! Bora was 12 then! I had to go because my parents had to work. 

-So you were friends since you were little right? 

- Yes since Bora got born we were besties. 

- What are you guys going to study here? - Kyungsoo asked.

- I am going to study designing art and Minho oppa music production!

-That's cool! 

-Kyungsoo how often do you come here in Japan? - Bora asked him

- Always when i have free time! I can't stay a minute without her! 

- That's romantic!

-Not as much as your boyfriend giving up everything and follow you to another country!-Enxhi said while she was looking at me. I smiled back at her. After talking this and that. After Bora told them how we met and our history and some small talks the dinner was over. 

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Bora's POV

We were walking back to our apartment slowly. Mino was walking a meter behind me.  A rain drop felt on my cheek. I lift my head up to see the sky. The sky was impossible to be seen, because of the giant sky scrapers. Then more drops started to fell from above. The sound of his steps stopped. 

-Oppa, you know what i have always dreamed of?

-Tell me! 

i closed my eyes feeling the rain in my face.

-That perfect kiss in the rain! 

I felt his breath on my neck, the only warm thing at that rainy night. His hands run down at my hips. His lips were slightly touching my upper lip. My hands went up to his neck. Our lips touched warmly. Even the rain couldn't quench the fire between the bodies. In that moment, neither of us moved. Neither of us breathed. We just . . . existed together. The tension melted away. And the kiss was still artless, still desperate—but only because it was real. The most honest, truthful moment we’d ever shared.