Amaya's P.O.V:
I made my way to the powder room after I made sure that everything that we filmed was already working fine. I heard someone talking so I stayed at the door and tried to listen.
I didn't mean to eavesdrop but I heard my name so I stayed quiet and listened. Why would they ever talk about me? I don't even know people here.
"Ms. Amaya is surely one of his collections." The lady number one said.
"But she seems innocent." The lady number two tries to defend me.
"Look how Mr. Kenshin is looking at her. It seems like they are always sharing intimate nights." Lady number 1 gossiped and tried to convince the other lady.
"I still believed that she's not what we think of." The lady number two holds on to her beliefs.
The lady number one gasped and squealed. "Do you think they are dating? Like for settling down?" She asked.
"I thi-"
I entered the powder room before they built my future like I was some kind of a main character. The ladies shut their mouths like they were some kind of mute.
I cleared my throat as I felt how they looked at my every move. Funny how shocked they were when I entered. They don't know where on earth they will look or what.
The only option they have is to leave but they choose to stay in the most awkward state. Giving me awkward smiles and trying to talk then not. I guess I should be the bigger person and leave.
I left right after I fixed myself and went straight to the parking lot. I looked for Kenshin and saw him at the trunk of his car lighting a cigarette. He looks more handsome from the point of view I have right now.
I wonder what my dearest Lycoon will look like when he grows up. Kenshin looked up and gave me a sweet smile that sent shivers down my spine.
My heart was pounding so fast that I stopped my track. What's happening to you, Amaya? I keep asking myself. Trying to remind myself that once lost my everything to this man.
Yes, To this man I gave up my whole world and he changed it not even after 24 hours.
But those changes gave me a purpose to live more.
Admit it, Amaya, to him you are always willing to lose everything. Even if he was a star from above you. A thing you will never reach.
I tried to erase all of the thoughts I had as he approached me and tacked my hair behind my ear.
I met his eyes and with that, I lost myself again.
"Why are you flying so high when you are awake? Where did your thoughts bring you now Amaya?" He whispered.
"Do your thoughts bring you to my daydream?" He speaks again.
Oh! Shall we stop flirting like this it makes me weak in the bones.
I smiled awkwardly and avoided his gaze. "You are such a flirty."
I stopped everything that is happening right now. The spark, the temptation of him bringing me to another dimension, and the desire to stay in my dreamland.
"I was just trying to make you blush why did you deflect everything." He laughs and he wins.
I blushed so hard with those sexy laughs he had. He led me to his car, and opened the door for me, making me even more shy.
"Where do you want to go first?" He asked me.
I honestly don't know what to answer to him. I am not good at night out or anything about going on a day off.
We stayed quiet because he was waiting for me to answer. I look up at him only ending up staring at his orbs again.
"I- ahm.." I paused again.
"I- I have been planning for years to go and see this night market but I am not sure if you are up to that kind of place." I shyly suggest.
"For years? Didn't you have any day off in your entire life?" He was shocked and it was visible to his face.
I nodded. "My day off is reserved for our house." I smiled trying not to get awkward as much as possible.
"Well then guide me to that place and let's go." He gave me warmth with his words.
"I am okay and always up for any place." He continues and winks at me. I blushed again and it was embarrassing.
He played a very soothing yet sexy playlist matching his perfume that blended with the scent of the car. The scent of cherry and the menthol of cigarette mixed up.
"I'm so sorry you might be smelling the aftertaste of my cigarette would you want me to just open the windows?" He spoke out of the blue.
"No, I am fine with how this car smells. I find it very hot of you." I uttered. Too late before I realized I blurted out what was on my mind.
"Hmm?" He might be surprised by what I just said.
He stopped the car by the red light and fixed my seatbelt. Stole a peck on my lips.
"Didn't know you find me that hot." He smirked.
I didn't mind how he just simply deprived me by stealing a peck on my lips, I was busy defending myself from his words.
"I am thinking of how I will compliment my friend Celeste. Maybe I mixed my words." I denied my real thoughts.
Oh! Dear God, please forgive me for lying.
He laughs. "I won't argue then. But thanks for the compliment." He said and I know he didn't buy my alibi.
The twenty-minute drive to the night market went quite wild as I felt so embarrassed for what I said.
He parked his car at the nearby parking on the night market. He again opened the door for me and this time he asked for my hand which I gave in.
"Where do you want to go first? The night market seems to be so long like a dragon's body." He commented while looking at the entrance.
"Why don't we go anywhere you will like since I was the one who suggested the place," I said as I didn't know where to actually start.
"That's not fair. What if we go by my first pick then the next place will be yours." He suggested and I agree with.
We entered the night market and decided to go to a food camp where we had ramen to heat our tummy and fishcakes with sake.
"Let's not drink too much here." He said and handed me a glass of water.
"Sure. Can we have ice cream for the next place?" I asked and he nodded.
"Sure, next stop will be Ice cream. Let's enjoy our meal." He seems to be so happy.