Book #3 of the Newness Series.
❛ I'm so incredulous and excited that he's here in person. I haven't thought of this when we started texting. I was just thrilled by our flirting.
But the fact that he came here should mean something more serious.
Righ...
In our pyjamas we lay on the bed, tired and content. I hug her like my personal puppy and listen to her soothing breathing while she falls asleep.
As I stroke her back I let the thoughts that I shoved in a corner of my mind to reach consciousness.
I doubt it's just the strong attraction I feel for her. I like her in every way. She's beautiful but also funny and kind. She makes me feel cared for and it's so easy for me to be myself around her.
When we were not together I kept thinking of her, imagining how it would be seeing her again. I realised I was missing her. And now that I'm here with her, spending our days like a normal couple would, I fear the moment I will have to go back to Seoul.
She has family, friends and work here while I have those in Korea. How will it go? But also, what do I truly want? And more importantly, what does she?
I'm not sure, but the prospect of not seeing her again doesn't sit right with me.
I look at the clock on my wrist. It's past midnight, which means it's early in the morning back home. I slowly get up, careful not to wake her. I'm going to call Jimin. I have to confide in someone.
I walk through the living room where our clothes rest, still and messy on the floor, not able to distinguish between mine and hers, like our skins and breaths less than an hour before. I exhale and move onto the porch to sit outside, granted with fresh air.
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I light up my phone and press to call my friend.
치민
The name on the screen blinks repeatedly until it stabilises and I hear a familiar voice.
"We're good, thank you. We're at the lake actually and we're going fishing this morning, that's why we woke up early so don't worry".
"Nice". I stop, I don't know how or where to start.
He hesitates a moment before speaking. "...Aren't you with her?"
"Yes, I am. She's sleeping. It's past midnight here". I exhale again.
"Oh, okay. You sound... depressed. What is it?" He makes a pause. "Sex is not good?" He tries to joke but I can sense from his tone he's embarrassed to even say it.
I smile nervous. "No. Sex is perfect. And that doesn't help, actually".
I hear him coughing.
"You shouldn't make jokes if you're that embarrassed by them later", I mock him.
