This past week has been boring, I guess Blake did go home. I just was on the couch in my penthouse marathoning a show. The knock on my door caught my attention.
"You better not have forgotten about me" Yang said with that cocky look on her face and her hand on her hip.
I think I just fell for her again. I pulled Yang inside and closed the door behind her. Next I pinned Yang to the wall and kissed her passionately. The cocky attitude always went away when I kissed her and I fucking LOVED that. Yang brought her hands to the back of my head and pulled me closer. I felt all worries I had melt away under her heat. After a minute we both pulled back. Yang gave me her flirty smile, she knew I liked her a lot. When we were staring into each other's eyes I realized it. I could be tortured, imprisoned, or killed but as long as something would make Yang happy I would do anything. The thought of someone making Yang go to jail came into my mind and I knew I would do anything to get her out.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Yang asked with concern on her face
Oh...I'm crying.
"I just thought about someone making you go to jail and it got me real sad" I said
Yang pressed her lips against mine and all my worries went away, the thought of life without Yang came into my head and all it would be is a black hole of depression, I wouldn't be able to cope.
" . !" Yang said as she pulled me by my shirt.
I knew she's trying to stop my imagination from running wild and it's working. Yang took off both of our jackets. All that was left was her tank top and shorts and my short-sleeve shirt and jeans.
I was pushed onto the couch and Yang hopped on top of me. Every bad thought left my mind, all I could think was one simple 4 letter word. Yang. I will never let anything bad happen to Yang.
Yang leaned down and pressed her lips on mine passionately. I just relaxed and enjoyed our time together. Yang grabbed my arms and pinned them above my head. Yang's lips left my own.
"You've been cutting again" I could feel the sadness in her voice as she said that
I tried my best to not look into Yang's eyes but when I did it broke my heart.
"Sometimes I just get the thought of something bad happening to you and it kills me inside." I barely could stutter out before the thought of something bad happening to Yang flowed into my head.
Tears started to form in my eyes just at the thought.
"Hey" Yang said snapping me out of it "nothing can keep me down, I'm right here and I'm fine."
I broke my arms out of Yang's hold and hugged her tight. I don't want to ever let go. On December 31 at 11:59 right as the time turned to midnight, as our lips touched and we held each other I realized something.
I love Yang Xiao Long.