Saving Mr. Popular

Chapter 13: The Sea

Yoongi felt thirsty, got up the bed and made his way towards the kitchen.

He took one water bottle from the fridge and made his way back to the bed when his attention was caught by the girl sleeping soundly in the sofa.

His feet made his way near the sofa, he looks at her, she's still wearing her spectacles and there's a book on top of her chest, the blanket escaping her body. He figured out she's wearing again an oversized white shirt and a pink peppa pig jammies. A smile skip his lips.

"How childish," he murmured while chuckling at her cute posture as he remove her glasses and the book on her chest.

Andrya's POV

I felt so much comfort. I can feel the soft sheets underneath me, the fluffy duvet covering me and the sound of the waves hitting the shore is serenity.

"Mmmmm" I grunted while stretching, it's a sign that my whole body is ready to get up now.

I rolled myself and now facing my left side comfortably, it was a lateral sleeping position or side-sleeping. Ain't opened my eyes yet because I was too comfortable.

Til I felt breaths hitting my face.

Breathing? Soft sheets? Duvet? Omg! I slept on the sofa last night not in the bed, I told my self as I slowly open my right eye.

I was shocked when I saw his face was just few inches with mine. I froze as I see his not so innocent pale face sleeping.

Deym! Did I slept walk last night and decided to invade the bed? No! I did not! I don't sleep walk! But how?!, 'em so mad and confused at the same time thinking of how I got here.

Slowly opening both of my eyes trying to validate if he's still asleep.

Staring at his pale face, his brows are so thick and they're well-groomed, those lashes are so long though they look invisible with his eyes open, that sharp nose, those rosy pink lips standing out of his pale skin tone, didn't realized little by little I'm appreciating his features. He's adorable, I mean handsome.

What the heck Jinnie! What's wrong with you! Are you crazy?, told my inner self.

I slap my face and at a slow pace, I started to get off the bed and went outside, grabbing the opportunity that he's still sleeping.

I went tiptoeing making sure there was no noise created and proceeded outside and decided to take a walk by myself around the resort, I just want to relax for the moment.

Remembering the moments happened last night, I cried after too many years. I cried myself out but it felt so fine after it.

It felt like I've released something really heavy which I've carried in long years.

I was now slowly walking barefoot to the ocean left my slippers at the shore. Staring at its endlessness.

Indeed, my moms passing was too distressful for me. It was ten long years that I've carried the pain of her death. I know I was out-of-my-mind thinking that it was my fault which nobody think but me. My dad, my brothers and the whole family never get tired at making me feel love and making sure that I don't blame myself but I still did. 

They showed me so much love but I was too blinded of my moms passing that I didn't even consider what their feeling towards my anxiety. I didn't think that I wasn't the only one hurting but also them. I was too stupid that it was only now that it sinks in to me. I never wanted to let her go, I just wanted keep her inside me. I was destroying myself every single day that time for hating myself. I thought I was strong enough but I was not really. I became tough yes but because I felt so unloved though the people around me always showed me love.