“For heaven's sake. How much longer will you be? You have been in the bathroom for the last half hour.” I can't suppress my laughter. “What the hell are you even doing in there?”His dark head is poking around the corner and his questioning look makes me just laugh even harder. With a couple of steps I am next to him and sneak my arms around his waist. I look up and my brown eyes find his black ones.
“Well, you can't rush perfection, my dear Korn.” I say and give him a tiny kiss on his nose.
His answer are two strong arms around my waist and a deep kiss on my mouth. I close my eyes for a second and let myself be swept away by his kiss. But before he can kiss me into oblivion I actually escape out of his embrace.
“No, no, Mister. You promised.” I am taking my comb back into my hand and point at him. “You said when I come to the point of not wanting to puke the living daylight out of me anymore, you are taking me out.” I am continuing to work on my hair while I can see Korn through the mirror.
He is still leaning against the door frame and groaning as if I just asked for his first born.
“Korn! You promised.” I point again the comb at him. “And today is the first day in almost TWO weeks I don't want to curl up and die. So... A promise is a promise.”
With two short steps he is behind me again, while I am still trying to fix my hair. He is sneaking his arms around my waist again and while his chest presses into my back, his chin rests comfortably on my shoulder. I love the warmth I can feel flowing through my whole body. My eyes are concentrating no longer on my hair, but are completely loosing themselves in his. The goofy smile on my lips I don't even notice anymore.
“A promise is a promise.” He whispers into my ear and I can feel a cold shower running over my whole body.
“Come on, lets go then. Let's party like we are going to die tomorrow.” I am joking but the slight flinch in Korn's stance let me know that he knows this is not just a joke.
I am scared. I won't lie. I am so, so scared. It's still more then 2 weeks to go. And even though the worst side effects seem to be gone I still have to wait even the double amount of time to finally be able to do another test and finally find out what's my fate...
Korn has been amazing. Ever since I called him something changed. I don't know why and I can't really put my finger on it properly, but something is different. Where before he sometimes felt overbearing he is now just the perfect type of caring. I am so in love with this, I so could get used to it. Before his caring would often feel like he didn't believe I could do all these things myself. Like I was just too stupid, too reckless or too much of a child.
These days it feels more like he just really wants to do something nice for me. There is not one patronising tone to hear anymore, just tender, love and care. I honestly don't know where this change is coming from, but I am not going to complain.
Since we have decided to be together again, things just naturally progressed into our old routine. He moved back into the bedroom with me, even though he still was under strict orders to sleep in pyjamas and to not even think about touching me inappropriately. I am still not sure how good this is working out as for some weird reason I wake up every morning half naked draped all over Korn's naked torso. I know that there is nothing else happening, so I just let it sleigh.
And to be fair, I enjoy this kind of waking up tremendously. So why complain.
Our closest friends all know that we are back together and this time completely with all the fluffy extras. Even Fai was supportive. I am again not sure what caused her to change her mind, but I have the feeling that a long conversation with the rest of our friends might be the reason.
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Know You All Over Again
Romance2 months ago Korn had moved out of their shared flat. 2 months without his voice in the hall or his shampoo in the shower. 2 months of getting used to sleeping alone again. Knock is doing fine. Totally fine. But it just needs one chance meeting for...