Kimia's POV 🖤.
" Hola mi Amiga!" Rosa greeted grinning.
" Hey Rosa. How are you?"
" I'm good. You?"
" I'm great!"
" I can see it. You're glowing. Your aura gleams with happiness." She said and I rolled my eyes.
" How's your hunky boyfriend?" She asked wiggling her eyebrows.
" Don't ever call him that ever again. It's weird. And he's fine."
" Any thing interesting?"
" Not really. We've been staying indoors for a while now, he sort of proposed and told me he's in love with me, and we've just been chilling." I sandwiched the big news hoping she wouldn't notice but she did.
" Oh okay, wait what?! He sort of proposed?!, He told he's in love with you?!"
" Yeah." I replied trying to brush it off as nothing so she wouldn't make a big deal of it.
" I knew there was something fishy when he called." She muttered and I furrowed my eyebrows.
" He called?"
" Oh it's nothing. So…how did he sort of propose?"
I explained everything that happened that night to her without withholding any information.
" What changed your mind?"
" Honestly, he did. He was so determined. He wouldn't take no for an answer and it warmed my heart. He was willing to fight for me."
" Do you feel the same way?"
" I do, I really do. But I-I can't say it back. I've tried Rosa. But everytime I try, it's like…like something's holding me back. And I want to tell him, I really do. I just can't."
" I know how you feel. After what you've been through it's bound to happen. I'm sure he understands."
" He does. He's not pressuring me to say it but I want to. He's such a great guy Rosa."
" I know. And he obviously makes you very happy."
" He really does." I replied smiling.
" Everything will work out, okay?"
" Okay. Love you."
" I love you too Kimia."
***
" Hello?"
" Hey Fransisco!" I greeted in a fake cheerful tone.
" Oh hey Amelia. How are you?"
" Oh I'm good."
" And Ian?"
" He's great. We're both doing wonderful thanks for asking."
" That's great."
" How's Sasha doing?"
" We, uhhh…we broke up."
" Oh my God!, I'm so sorry-"
" It's okay. We broke up about a week ago."
" I'm sorry about that. How are you holding up?"
" I'm fine actually, Sasha and I weren't really that close."
" Okay. I was just checking up on you. It's been a while since we hung out."
" Thanks. And I know it's been a while I've just been extremely busy with work. The boss is getting very upset."
" Trust me I know all about cranky bosses." I replied and he laughed.
" I'm glad you're fine and if you need someone to talk to, you can always hit me up."
" I know. Thanks for calling."
" You are always welcome."
" Bye!"
" Yeah, bye!"
I cut the call and sighed just as strong thick arms wrapped around me. Soft lips nibbled on my ear and I smiled. I craned my head up to see my boyfriend/sort of fiancé smiling at me.
" Hey beautiful." He greeted I just stared at him and hugged him in response. He chuckled at my sudden need for contact but held me even tighter. He lifted me up and my legs wrapped around his waist. He laid us down on the couch and stroked my hair.
I loved how he always knows what I want. Right now, all I want is something warm and cosy.
He stood up and went into the kitchen. A few minutes later he emerged with a tub of icecream and a spoon.
" I put this in the fridge earlier to defrost." He said as he opened the tub of slightly softened icecream and I melted. I gave him a chaste kiss on the lips and took the tub and spoon from him.
He sat down and brought me closer again. I was curled up against him wearing his favourite t-shirt with a tub of icecream in my hand watching my favourite show.
Does it scream couple goals or what?
" Want some?" I offered but he shook his head.
" No thanks."
I gaped in shock at his refusal and shook my head.
" You should be honoured that I offered you my ice-cream. I only offer people that are important to me icecream." I stated and I felt the vibrations of his chuckle on my body.
" Well your Highness," He teased.
" I'm honoured that you offered me your icecream but I have to refuse for some reasons."
" Is it because it's not plain vanilla?" I asked licking the spoon.
Don't judge me!
" Partly." He replied and I rolled my eyes.
" And also because I noticed that you haven't been eating much icecream of recent. I don't want you getting an icecream crash. I don't think I can handle that."
" I promise I'll eat more icecream."
" Good. I was beginning to get worried."
And the best boyfriend of the century award goes too?
Damien Myers!
" What's your middle name?" I asked out of the blue and he furrowed his eyebrows.
" I don't know your middle name."
" It's Adrien."
" Really?!" I asked wrinkling my nose.
" Yes."
Damien Adrien Myers
D.A.M
Wait!
" Babe, your initial is DAM?!"
" Yes."
" But I call you Dam sometimes. I never knew it was your initials."
" Well now you know. So could you please shut up?, I'm trying to watch the show."
I pouted at him and he rolled his eyes. He held me closer and I smiled as I snuggled against him.
This is the life.
***
I felt soft lips touch mine and I stirred in my sleep.
" Baby." Damien called and I opened my eyes.
" What time is it?"
" It's almost time for dinner."
" I've been asleep for that long?!"
" You looked pretty tired."
" I was not tired, just lazy." I replied rubbing my eyes. He grinned and his piercing light grey eyes gleamed with happiness.
" I already made dinner so go get dressed."
" But it's my turn to make dinner, why didn't you wake me?"
" Wake Kimia from a happy slumber?, No thanks. I don't have a death wish."
I rolled my eyes and stood up from the couch.
" Thanks." I said and he kissed my cheek.
" You're welcome. Now get your cute ass up the stairs." He said smacking my behind and I gasped.
I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower before leaving the bathroom to get dressed. I opened the closet and brought out a teal green dress. I wore it and moved on to makeup. I kept my makeup simple by going nude.
I entered the kitchen just as he placed the last casserole on the table.
" You didn't ask me what I think." He said smiling.
" Because you're biased."
" I'm not biased, I just tell it as I see it." His arms circled around my waist as his lips touched mine.
" You look beautiful, as always." He mumbled against my lips and I smiled into the kiss.
" Dinner." I said before things could escalate.
We had grilled salmon and. He put on some music and we slow danced into the night sharing soft kisses.
" Today marks the 6th month that I lost control of my body and my life came spiralling down." He said and I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Huhn?"
" Ever since this day 6 months ago, my thoughts have been constantly clouded, my heart's always racing, my skin has been frequently flushed, my lips have been working every single day and my eyes have been regularly teased."
I cocked my head to the side and narrowed my eyes at him.
" It's been 6 months since I met you." He said and I laughed.
" It's been that long?"
" Yeah. I can't believe you didn't remember." He said pouting and I kissed him. His pout quickly turned into a smile.
" Happy 6 months anniversary." I greeted and he captured my lips with his.
The song changed into a more upbeat one and he grinned.
Oh no!
"' It's a beautiful night
We're looking for something dumb to do
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you'"
He wiggled his eyebrows in as he sang along with Bruno Mars.
"' Is it the look in your eyes?
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you.
Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard
We can go oh oh oh
No one will know oh oh oh
Oh come on now
Who cares if we're trashed got a pocket full of cash
We can blow oh oh oh
Shots of patron
And it's on girl
Don't say no, no no no no
Just say yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
And we'll go go go go go
If you're ready like I'm ready
Cause it's a beautiful night
We're looking for something dumb to do
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you
Is it the look in your eyes?
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby
I think I wanna marry you'"
We looked ridiculous as we tried to do the wiggle dance but I didn't care and neither did he.
" You really should stop singing. You're terrible at it." I said grinning.
" Well you can sing so our children have hope."
I smiled softly at his statement. If it were someone else I would have freaked out but with him everything felt right.
A look of panic crossed his face but I kissed him in reassuringly.
" I love you." He said.
" I-I-I…I know."
Once again, I couldn't say it back.
I saw brief look of disappointment that crossed his face and sighed.
How do I say it?
How do I tell him I love him?
***
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