It’s been a habit of her every morning… finding a scented note in her locker…
Also became a habit of her smelling it first… closing her eyes, as she savored the scent of fresh lavender lingering on the rough papyrus paper… such an effort for someone to even make use of such unique materials… she never felt scared as to whom it may came from… rather, she felt secured whenever she would read ‘his’ letters…
She tried for a couple of times catching ‘him’ but she always fails to do so… tried searching for him but would still leave her clueless as to who he is…
Even her eyes would smile… sinking into her every of the words written on the note… her heart’s fluttering because of the too much affection the writer has for her…if only she could hear those words directly from ‘him’…
Your smile that could bring shivers deep down my soul…
Enough for my heart to rejoice…
Enough for me to survive a day just watching you…
I wish I could always see you smile…
And I wish that one day, I would be the reason behind those smiles…
Jagiya… Saranghae…
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He would watch her every morning… hiding himself once again, smiling to himself whenever he would see her reaction towards his letter… right in the first place… he had always been a coward expressing himself boldly especially towards her… and instead, pouring out everything in his writings…putting his heart in every of the words he would tell her… hoping she would accept him slowly…
When her family came to their neighborhood and stayed to the house beside theirs… he immediately caught his attention… immediately felt his heart fall for her… immediately succumb to her beauty… and when he got the chance to meet her… that made him dangerously fell in loved with her… her purity... and the beauty she has inside and out… who wouldn’t fell for someone as perfect as her…?
And as for him… his feelings for her could even surpass what people say is love… she became his life’s essence… the more he tried to stop himself… the more he needs her…
An obsession that he couldn’t feed in himself…
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She ran her hands on the sides of her waist… feeling the fabric against the palms of her hands… her lips curved out a contented smile… wearing her wedding dress, she looked at herself in the mirror… until now, it felt like everything is still surreal… for years that they’ve been together… finally a day will come that they will finally own each other…
Her first love… the guy that taught her feeling different new feelings… taught her what falling in love is…and all just through his writings… will be now her lifetime partner in just a couple of weeks from now…
“You look so happy…”
She heard Bom, her friend and maid of honor behind her fixing her dress…
“Yes I am…”
She sincerely said as she continuously watched herself in the mirror… for years she had been dreaming of this day to come… trying out her own wedding dress… finally having a special day for just the two of them… a dream that will finally come true…
“I bet he’ll drool once he sees you wearing this beautiful dress Dara-ah…”
Bom teased, earning a chuckle from her… imagining her lover’s face on the day of their wedding… it just excites her more… what reaction would he show once he sees her in this dress…? She thought…
“I can’t wait for the wedding to come Bommie-ah…”
She faced her best friend biting her lower lip in anticipation… Bom held both of her shoulders while smiling at her…
“Patience is a virtue dear… right now, you should be enjoying the remaining days of being single…”
Bom said while playfully wriggling her brows…
Dara’s eyes turned into slits as she pouted at her best friend and gently slapped Bom on her arm…
“What’s wrong…? I’m just telling there are a lot of things you won’t be able to do anymore once you get tied up…”
Bom muttered out with a sly smile on her lips, earning a pinch from her friend.
“Aigoo… and those things would be…?” Dara eyed her bestfriend… raising her brow…
“Like playing around… coz once you got married… all you would see is your husband… it would be tiring you know… so, while you’re still single, why not play around right..?”
Bom casually answered her… Dara’s eyes widen in surprise… can’t believe herself having this kind of ‘talk’ with her friend… never had she tried meeting guys other than her lover… she just can’t take to turn her eyes to someone else because right in the first time they met… even it’s the oddest meeting they had… she already know she’s the one for him…
“I’m sorry Bommie-ah… but I would pass… I don’t need to ‘play’ around…”
As she let out a light chuckle, stepping down from the platform…Bom shrugged her reply, instead helping her with her dress…
“But later, tonight… you’ll join us right…? It would be fun…!”
Dara laughed at her friend’s childishness… even tugging her dress like a kid pleading her mom to buy her the toy that she wants…
“But I need to ask for permi-…”
“Yah..! Dara… he’s not your husband yet..! Plus I’m sure he too we’ll go around and party making the most of his single life…”
Dara looked at her in worry at first… pouting her lips while Bom showed her, her most pitiful face… after a while Dara let out a slight nod which made her friend cheered in delight…
“Now come on, help me to take this off… we still need to go to our other appointments…”
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Eyes set to the window… watching the clouds from his seat… after five long years… here he is now on his way back… smirking to himself… imagining what she probably looks like now… she’s definitely more beautiful now… he thought…
Resting his head on his palm… his smile grew wide… thinking of his plans… and that for just a short while… he could finally have her to himself… just by thinking about it makes him so much aroused and hard… cursing under his breath how could his self-control failed him this time…
“Sir… can I offer you something…?”
A young stewardess went to his seat… looking at him with such sultry eyes… leaning down leaving her top not fully buttoned… reaching his discarded table napkin, placing it back on his lap, not forgetting to slightly brush the forming tent on his pants… surely it wasn’t just ‘something’ that she’s ready to offer…
‘B!tch…’
He smirked to himself as he looked up to the woman before dropping his gaze on her almost spilt breasts… that’s what he loves about the suite sections in planes… the stewardess are ready to throw themselves to whoever man they know who has a lot of baggage to carry… an easy way yet temporary escape from their low-class life…
Right until now… in those kinds of women he found his way to release his desires for ‘her’…in whores that only needed his money he found his way to make his dream come to life of making love to ‘her’… such pathetic excuse for his obsession of her…
He glanced at her from head to toe… she would’ve pass his qualifications… of probably giving him a ‘head’ or a hand job to just let himself survive the remaining hours he still needed to endure before seeing ‘her’… but he let the chance slipped away…
Slightly waving his hand off for the stewardess to go away…
More pain means more pleasure for him later… he bit his lower lip slumping his back on his seat… he managed to wait for five years of not seeing her… a couple of hours wouldn’t hurt… for definitely the long wait would be much worth it…
‘I’m coming Jagiya… just wait for me…’
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The night is already deep… she and her friends were dancing and drinking for almost a couple of hours now… grateful to her friend for bringing her in that bar… for the whole day was too tiring and stressing… she didn’t expect preparing for her wedding would be that much of a stressful job….
Now, too drown in enjoying herself that she forgot about the time and even calling and checking on her lover…
She grinded her body against the people around her… wearing skimpy clothes… first time in her life to wear something that barely covered her… following the music as it beats and shook the whole dance floor… her hands were flying around… mind was in a hazy as the alcohol she drunk took over her system…
She heard her friends cheered her… all she could do is to smile and continued to let herself go on with the flow of the music…
‘So this is what making the most out of my single life is all about…’
She almost tripped if not for a strong arm caught her waist… she laughed at herself… holding on to the shoulder of the stranger that just helped her…
“Are you okay…?”
She heard a familiar voice… but wasn’t able to recognize it because of the loudness of the place… she could only nod her head and let out a smile… she tried to look at her savior’s face… but her sight was too fuzzy to even construct ‘his’ figure in her mind…
The man continuously held her on her waist… her body was almost limped, just following the man’s hold on her… she looked around for her friends but failed to call one when the man pulled her closer to his body…
“Uhmm…”
She moaned when her head landed on top of his shoulder… her eyes slowly closed as the alcohol slowly made her feel drowsy…
“I missed you… so much…”
The man whispered huskily… his hot breath brushed along her neck and earlobe… her brows twitched as she tried to open her eyes… placing her hands against the man’s chest… trying to push him off of her… only to be pulled closer by him…
She let out a moan once again upon feeling the man’s hand trailed on her back… caressing it before it settled on her hips… she then finally lifted her arms… wrapping it around the stranger’s neck for support… snuggling her head on the man’s neck… smelling such a familiar scent… lavender…
“Didn’t you miss me too…?”
She heard the man whispered again… now feeling him dangerously grinding his body against her… but she couldn’t do anything… for apart from the security of his hold… his voice… his warmth sent her to her edge of restraints… enticing her to not break free from him…
She then felt something warm and wet landed on her neck… trailing its way on her earlobe… making her to throw her head back when she felt him bit it…
She tried to open her eyes once again… hoping her sight would not fail her this time… only to be pushed through away from crowd…
“Uh...”
She moaned in pain upon feeling her back landed on something hard… made her close her eyes as the man before her buried his face on the crook of her neck… sniffing her scent… she heard him groan… and just then, she felt something poking her bare thighs… she threw her head back once again, hitting the back of her head on the wall… as she felt the man sucking on one spot just below her jaw…
‘Oh… God… what am I doing…?’
She asked herself… only to be answered by a moan coming directly from her throat…
The man pulled himself off of her… with her eyes closed, she could still feel him looking at her… with a smirk on his lips, one hand caressed her side as one reached for her plump lips…
He looked at her with mixed lust and affection in his eyes… brows creased and eyes almost watered in disbelief… she’s finally right before his eyes…
“You’ve been a naughty girl this night…”
He whispered playfully, remembering her grinding her body on the dance floor earlier… but she’s still as beautiful as he last saw her…
He poked the tip of her nose… only to earn a slight moan from her… he smiled and his expression softened… when he saw her parted her lips… he reached for one of her hand and placed it against his cheek…
“I’m here now Jagiya… I won’t let go of you… ever again…”
Upon hearing him say that, something in her awakened…something’s just wrong…she felt the goosebumps on her skin… remembering those letters from back then… she felt her heart thumped wildly inside her chest…
But before she could even open her eyes and finally see ‘him’… he leaned down to her…arms easily wrapped around her frame as he claimed her lips in his… easily slipping in his tongue to find hers… she couldn’t even see him properly this time… just those brown round eyes…sending shivers down her spine… she couldn’t do anything but to succumb to the feeling it brought her… blaming it all to the alcohol… such a sin… enjoying a stranger’s kiss… the sweet taste of his mouth… her eyes slowly fluttered close… as the haziness she’s feeling completely enveloped her…
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