Happy Birthday , Thara

He's watching tv as usual in our living room. The white in our couch blends well with his fair skin. He leans on the edge and his temple are glued to the fluffy cushions color matched with the couch, both eyes focus on the 52inch flat screen in front of him.

He's way too distracted to realize that I stood right behind the couch in fact for almost two minutes now. Nor my shadow or the candle I brought enough to make him turn his head. I'm getting impatient and worry that all the candle will melt my face off.

"Khun Thara", I called him. Even I wasn't sure the tone that I use was insinuated or just plain annoyed. He turned his head and I can see at the outer corner of his eyes 3 fold of his skin appears coupled with the raised of his cheek bone and the reveal of his pearly white teeth.

He got up right away. Still with that big smile on his face. He looked at me after he analyzed the white cake I held. Again, smile even bigger. He gaze into my eyes as if he asking the next thing i would say to him.

"happy birthday to you"

He giggle.

"Is it My birthday today?"
I know he's teasing me right now. I tried to ignore it and just pushed the cake towards him.
"Shut up and blow the candle it's almost gone"
again, he giggled. But he heard what i said. He gathered both of his hands and closes his eyes. And then quiet...

He open his eyes and blow the candle in front of him gently. He looked at me again. Smiling.  I don't know how many times those pupils radiate happiness towards me. I can sense it. You can say i'm so full of my self but it is what it is.

"Thank you na, Khun fan"
He said while reaching for the bottom of the cake. He puts away the cake and stood in front of me slowly putting his chest against mine, linger his arm around my body and drown his face in my neck, inhaling every scent.

Maybe it was a minute maybe it's more but he finally lifts up his face from my neck. Now his face in equal heights with mine. smiling, he slowly made his move to reduce the distance of our face. I can feel that he's inhaling air deeply before he make the next move.

He carres my face softly. His palm skin to skin with my jaw line. He slide his thumb through my bottom lips. Left to right i can feel his soft skin on my lips.
He's smiling as if he asking permission which he knew he didn't have to ask anything but he does it anyway. I replied him by engaging my palm on top of the back of his hand.

Our eyes met several times but always distracted by each other lips. His face are getting closer even more to mine until the distance of our lips are reducing to none.

The warmth of his lips seducing mine to share the same urge and desire to get deeper, locking my lips even more as we tilted our heads.

'Naughty'. That what's came to my mind when he slightly including his tongue in the middle of his movements giving me the opportunity to taste his minty breath.

I linger my arm around his neck, he linger his around my hips. Not a single particle of air now between us. The only chance we make gap in between just to take some air just to get deeper even more.

The way he suck in my lips always keep me wondering is he afraid that he couldn't kiss me anymore. As if I will somehow disappear so he giving all his effort to take and taste every inch of my lips. Durations, pace, technics. He keep it all in high. 

That damn needs for air force us to parting our lips. Smile. Both on our face and then  he give me a short kiss one more time.

While our forehead still attached, i asked "What's your birthday wish?" "You and nothing else" hearing that giving me the biggest smile on my face.

We're in love, We're in love by the idea of love.

Happy Birthday Thara.

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fanfiction by turqoisemist

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