𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 || 𝗠𝗬𝗚 ✔

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If I were told a month ago that I will be this much sad about mintie leaving, I would surely have laughed out of breathe because I have done everything I could to compell him to resign but he didn't which I'm glad about because although it all didn't begin well yet I've found a best friend in him, probably something more than that.

I crouch down as holly begin to tug on my jeans and ruffling her soft brown furs whisper, "I'll miss you love."

"And what about me?" I hear him ask and look up at him.

"Umm, I don't know since holly has spent more time with me." I reply adding the fake sarcasm trying to fight back my tears which intent to reveal how gloomy I'm.

"Ah how can you forget that I accompanied you everytime you watched horror movies and holly would run away, scared." He complains, pursuing his lips in a pout.

How can you be so calm as if nothing happened?

"Okay then I'll also miss you." I manage to reply as holly begins to grant me licks all over my face.

"But I won't miss you." He chuckles exhibiting his gummy smile, his eyes getting closed in the process before he continues to pack his belongings into the suitcase.

I'll miss this smile.

I'll miss you.

"That's mean mintie." I whine out, rising up with holly straddling in my arms. He just chuckles on, keeping his gummy smile on display for some more time.

After zipping up his suitcase, he alights it down from the bed and sighs, "Let's go little buddy." As I leave holly on the ground, she walks straight towards her owner.

He's about to walk out of the room and that's when I grab his wrist from behind because they are the questions he needs to answer.

As he looks back at me with a raised brow I begin, "Can I ask something?" He nods and I continue, "Why was you worried about me?"

After a short pause, in a calm voice, he replies straightforwardly, "Will answer when we meet again."

"There's still a next time?" I question and after he completely turns around I remove my grip around his wrist.

"Who knows?" He shrugs and stepping closer, cups both my cheeks.

I look into his eyes but his don't. They are fixated on something else, my lips which are inches away from his.

This intimacy makes butterflies flutter in my stomach and as he begins to close the subtle distance between them, slowly bringing his in touch with mine, I feel my senses go numb. The kiss is gentle and proceeds on at a slow pace with complete passion. The ecstatic feeling of my lips moulding with a pair of his fills up my nerves.

His soft ruby hued lips smoothly brushing past against mine lit my body with fireworks. It's always this euphoric feeling that makes me crave more of him, makes me want more of him whenever he lays his lips on mine and kisses me like the skillful and passionate kisser he's. 

Leaving me desiring for more, he slowly parts and stroking his thumb on my lower lip with his eyes still glued to them, whispers, "I stole your first kiss. Didn't I? Now I have returned it back so you can share it with your husband."

I feel a striking pain in my chest which tightens it.

His words hurt me in several different ways.

And in that moment, I come to know.

I can't even think about marrying someone who's not him.

And why?

Because

I love him.
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Ah finally, Two parts left^^

What do you think about the ending?

1.) Happy
2.) Sad