I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself in the first chapter. I'm so glad I could write this story. This is my very first story I've ever write so I hope my story will bring happiness. ENJOOOY XD
Tina remained silent for the next five minutes. Five minutes felt like hours for Mike. He still waiting for her answer but Tina just stared and stared at Mike.
"errm…Tee? Say something?" asked Mike nervous.
"I'm so sorry, I just, I didn't expect you'd asked me that…"
"Well, I mean this reception will end at midnight probably, and if you get a cab, I can't imagine how dangerous that must be, you know" said Mike with a worried toned.
"I know, I know, we'll see later" Tina finally give (well, uncertainty) answer to Mike.
The song were very intense for some of the couple. All the partner for the slow dance were the "old" couple from Glee. Tina realized one by one the couples started to fade away. As the song ended, she couldn't see Finn and Rachel around the room. And then Kurt and Blaine were vanished either. Even Santana and Quinn, who oddly romantically dance together without try to slap each other were gone.
"What is it?" Asked Mike when he saw Tina's face seemed concerned.
"Nothing, it just, where the others go?"
Mike peaked his head to saw what Tina meant and he got it.
"Yeah, they all vanished, maybe they get into their room" Guessed Mike calmly. Though Tina felt very….Uncomfortable. Does this mean they have to leave to? To Mike's room?
"You mean their own room?" Said Tina and pushed the word "own".
"I don't know, does it matter? You probably end up in my room too. I mean, maybe they didn't plan to stay but then some others had already booked the room so…the other who don't have a room can stay for one night" Explained Mike who tried to calmed Tina because he knew that she probably freak out right now.
Tina started to worried and all the thoughts about Mike and her sleeping in one room suddenly appeared. The thoughts made her face seemed concerned and a little tired yet she was so scared at the same time.
"You okay Tee? You seemed tired. Do you want to lay down for a while in my room?" Asked Mike concerned.
"Nah, I'm okay Mike, It's only 9 pm"
"Come on, your face is very gloomy..no offense, I mean you still pretty but I know you're tired. Come on"
With that Mike grabbed Tina's hand and held her palm. She couldn't resist, his hand was soft and warm like she remembered. She only can manage to say "Okay".
It didn't take a long way to get into Mike's room. As they passed the other rooms, all the doors had the hang written "Don't Disturb". Tina wondered what would that possibly mean..
"Okay we're here" As Mike slide the card to the door.
The room was dark and the bed was queen sized, enough for two person on it. Tina was nervous, she wasn't sure to enter the room but Mike pulled her and sit her on the bed. Mike stretched his body and he noticed that Tina became quite, very quite.
"You can lay down if you want to you know" He approached Tina and sit next to her.
"It's fine, I just, need to sit" Said Tina while she was avoiding to made an eye contact with him.
"Okay" Said Mike as he stood up again and he began to take down his tie. His hand was stuck on the tie. He couldn't release it.
"Here let me help you" Tina approached him and she helped Mike to release the tie.
"Thanks"
Mike could sniffed her scent. Her familiar scent. Her strawberry shampoo and her perfume. He couldn't help but stared at Tina's face from close. God, she is flawless. Suddenly all the good memories of him and her were played back on his mind. How they used to cuddled, used to kissed..He forgot all the irritate broke up they went through. Without he realize it, his fingers were on Tina's chin and he lifted her up. Their eyes met. Their face were getting closer and closer, and they kissed.
The kiss that he always longing since they broke up. The kiss that she always longing since they apart. Mike guide them to the bed without even breaking the kissed and Tina turned off the light on the table. Their only hope was no regretting this action in the morning. Both of them.
