"Do you want to ride the Ferris wheel? He asks me as he leads me in its direction.
"I love the Ferris wheel. Let's go."
We get to the wheel as the man at the gate seats us in a purple capsule which made this experience better since it's my favorite color.
After a few moments, the machine starts moving.
Ivan and I are sitting opposite each other, and the teddy bear is next to me. We were looking behind him as the view changes as we go up, but my eyes were fixed on him.
"Can I ask you something? " He suddenly says bringing his vision in my direction.
"Yes, of course". I answer him still a bit confused.
"How did your mom get sick?"
I froze. This is a topic I felt uncomfortable talking about with anyone. But for some reason, I answered him.
"It's genetic. My grandma and grandpa had heart problems yet my mom was the one who got it the most severely. She was cooking one day and I heard a loud bang. I went down to the kitchen and saw her laying on the floor. I instantly started crying but I knew I had to do something so I called an ambulance, then my dad. Thankfully she survived but she hasn't been the same ever since. There's a nurse that comes and takes care of her every day, but she isn't getting any better."
I hope I don't cry in front of him but if I do then it's his fault, he'll have to deal with it.
"I'm sorry darling. I can't imagine how it feels like, and I should've never brought it up, but since you mentioned your mom when we were at the cafeteria, I've been dying to know. That was insensitive of me". He mumbles with looks of empathy and sadness.
"Don't make me cry Ivan Knight, I was having fun". I tell him with a smile.
My eyes started to get a bit teary but it wasn't noticeable.
The Ferris wheel then stops and both of us are at the top.
He takes that chance to slide me from my place and bring me next to him, and before I could say anything, he brought me into a hug.
Thank god, I needed that.
I love physical touch, and it's a thing I've been deprived of since my mom got sick.
He pulls out of the hug, taking his hand is putting them on my cheek wiping my tears.
When did I start crying?
He moves a strand of hair away from my face and tucks it behind my ear.
"God, I want to kiss you right now." He says looking down a bit to control himself.
And before thinking, I held his face bringing it up again and pressing my lips to his.
Why did I do that?
The kiss was tender, our mouths still foreign to each other.
After a few seconds, he starts kissing my lower lip.
Still kissing, he removes his hands from my face bringing them to my back as he pulls me closer to him.
His tongue slips into my mouth. Our tongues tangled moving together as he begged for dominance.
I have only kissed a handful of times, and it was never that passionate. It's usually a soft kiss or a quick peck, especially if it's our first time. But with him, it's different. We felt comfortable instantly and that awkwardness and uneasiness faded away a few moments into the kiss.
The Ferris wheel starts moving again, making the capsule shake a bit catching us off guard.
We pull back from the kiss, smiling like idiots, pressing our foreheads together.
"You make me feel things I can't explain angel". He closes his eyes as he says so, as my cheeks were burning.
~Angel~