Dance With Me

Chapter 23:

I woke up close to noon my time to a kiss at the base of my neck, near my shoulder. I opened my eyes to a face full of red hair.

"Mmmmm," I mumbled as I stretched my arms and placed them around Hobi's neck. "Good morning."
He looked up at me when I spoke and smiled at me.

"What time is your flight?" I asked as he went back to kissing my neck. He stopped long enough to tell me that he needed to leave in an hour to head to the airport. He kept kissing my neck in short, sweet kisses and slowly began moving up my jawline toward my ear.

"Why don't you let me up and I'll make you some breakfast." I tried to sit up, but he didn't budge.

"I'm having breakfast now," he said seriously. I could feel his breath in my ear and chill bumps erupted on my arm and down my leg.

"I'm not one to complain, but umm.... what exactly are you doing, sir?" I asked playfully.

"I'm giving you something to remember me by until I come back."
His kisses began to linger a little longer every time they touched my skin. Then I felt his lips around my earlobe and he nibbled slightly. I shuddered and he pressed his body next to mine. His left hand cupped the left side of my face for a long minute as he kissed my ear and his hand eventually ran down my shoulder and arm until he found my hand. He intertwined his fingers with mine and held my hand like he was afraid to let it go.

"Baby?" I tried to talk to him, but he wasn't much listening.

"Hmmm?" was all he muttered.

"Baby?" I repeated. This time he looked at me with a slight smile on his face. However, he looked close to tears. "You don't have to do this. I know you're hurting, too. And I'm not going to have any trouble at all remembering you." He laid his head on my chest, his ear was near my heart.

"I don't want to leave," he managed to get out. I felt a damp spot on my t-shirt and I knew tears were falling from his eyes. I didn't mention it though and just let him lay there as I played with his hair. He got so quiet I thought he fell asleep. However, as it got closer to time for him to go he sat up and looked at me. His eyes were red, but he tried his best to put on a sweet smile.

"Is there anything you need from me before I go?" He looked at me clearly and finished, "Anything at all?" I smiled at him and shook my head, but then added, "Let me know as soon as you get back to Korea. Please get some rest on the plane. And don't be sad. You can call and text me now whenever you want. We'll FaceTime every night. Pretty soon you'll be so busy with promotions that you will likely go days without even thinking about me," I laughed at the look on his face. He seriously looked offended. "But please don't forget me." He took my face in both of his hands and looked at me directly. "Not a chance." And then he kissed me. It was a deep, sensuous kiss, but it wasn't a goodbye kiss. I heard his phone buzz on the nightstand and knew his ride was here to get him. He got up from the bed and I got up with him, as my t-shirt fell over my sleeping shorts. I grabbed his suitcase as he reached for his jacket and black cap near the front door. He replaced his cap on his head just like he removed it 2 nights before. I walked his suitcase over to where he stood and his hand touched mine as he took it from me.

"You let me know if you need any help with your routine. I'll be happy to help you. You know that." I nodded without saying anything. His phone buzzed again. "I guess I need to get going." I nodded again, but this time I mentioned that I was going to stay in the apartment, so it wouldn't be so hard on either one of us. He consented and leaned over his suitcase for one last kiss.

"I'll be back. See you soon?"

"See you soon," I agreed. And then he was gone. After he had gone, I slumped against the door as my heart crumpled all at once after trying to keep it in tact for Hobi's sake. I knew he was doing the same for me, but it still hurt like hell. I heard a door shut and ran over to the window to see Hobi getting into the black van that was his ride. Once he got in, he turned and looked in the direction of my apartment and saw me at the window. He waved vigorously and I waved back with a smile on my face. This was going to be ok. It may hurt like hell, but at least we got to say goodbye properly this time.