Chapter 3:
I want...
With the door now entirely open, his large, well-built frame finally appeared in my view, causing my build to seem awkwardly undersized and frail.
"Welcome back!" I chuckled, trying to subdue the tense feeling that was growing inside as I gaze into his entrancing, amber eyes as they reflected off my own like the facets of a diamond.
Naturally, Mink just nods in agreement as he treads dryly towards the still-warm bowls of soup on the table; taking a seat on the sofa next to me. Feeling distressed all of a sudden, I fidget nervously as I await his first taste. With the round, ceramic bowl now against his pursed lips, the barely audible sound of his first gulp reaches my eager ears.
"It's good." As if knowing what I had been waiting for, his words infiltrate my mind causing a satisfied smile to spread across my face. His opinions matter a great deal and because of his words, I can instantly feel my heart tremble in my chest.
"I'm happy." Grinning vibrantly, I exclaimed, mimicking his actions and also taking my first gulp.
Sitting together on the sofa, we ate in silence; Mink rarely ever taking his eyes off the bowl in front of him, I, on the other hand remained energetic; nervously glancing around.
Something more…
Inhaling and exhaling deep breaths silently, I realised the fidgety sensation was incapable of passing; nevertheless I continued trying to avert my thoughts and calm my nerves. My heart felt like it was devouring my whole body, suffocating my insides; I couldn't think straight with these affection and sexual desires pulsing through me.
I want…
What I want…
Mink… I…
With the impulsive longing to appreciate his facial features, I peep in his direction. Calm and emotionless, he stares at his bowl; his lengthy, cinnamon coloured hair sitting perfectly below his shoulders, adorned with a single braid outlining his facial structure beautifully. Piercing amber eyes like the evening sunset were narrowed down; so alluring, captivating. Gazing intensely at the enchanting image before me, I can feel the tears welling up.
I… don't want to cry. Don't cry. Don't cry Aoba. I have to calm myself.
Mink… What are you doing to me…?
Consequently, as I was lost in thoughts, a sudden presence growing closer brought me back to reality and I timidly shuddered.
"Aoba."