She was not one to drown in a crowd of people. He smiled in adoration as he spotted her distinctively among the swarm of people; in contrast to the average Asian stature, she towers above the rest. She was breathtakingly gorgeous, as she always is. Those long legs were well complimented by a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, and the black studded heels accentuated her height. Her steps were arranged in a graceful sequel of motion, causing the trimmings of the pale yellow printed dress to ruffle delicately with every step she took.
His heart swelled with pride at the sideway glances and second looks she get from the male population as she made her way across the marble covered floor of KLIA. It didn’t bother him as much as it did before. He became accustomed to it. Even expectant of it now.
Take a good look, guys. That’s my girl.
Their gazes met halfway in between, and at the sight of him, she squealed in that lovely manner she always did, and ran up to him, throwing her arms around his neck in a much awaited hug.
I miss you, Boo.
I miss you too.
Walking hand in hand was one of the pleasures of life for him. Fingers interlocked, hands swinging lightly to their idle steps.
She held up the keys to the red Audi in a half expectant manner. One look at those dilated brown pupils, and he could smell the urge inside of her to drive. Driving was her ecstasy. And he wasn’t about to deprive her of it. Not if he can help it.
He let out a small laugh as he shook his head lightly, making his way to the passenger seat instead. With that, she flashed him a smile, revealing a dimpled cheek that made giving up the wheels so much more worth it.
He glanced at the sight of her in the driver’s seat as the red Audi sped at 180km/hr across the highway. The white rimmed shades balanced on her nose, lips slightly curved in a contented smile and fingers tapping lightly to the beat of Black Eyed Peas blaring from the speakers. Music is her life. And he found his head bobbing to the beat, because being with her made everything addictive.
Spotting the Nikon dslr back on the backseat of the car, he reached out for it to take a look. The pictures flashing on the screen was breathtakingly beautiful. She has improved so much since she first started the hobby, which was only a few months ago. That is just who she is. Once she puts her mind into doing something, there’s nothing or no one that can stop her. She strives only for the best and thinks only of improvement. Sometimes it worries him, that she’d push herself over her limits, but to that she responded that The sky is my limit. And so he let her fly, and indeed she soared high.
The apartment was filled with a delicious aroma of freshly baked pastries as he made his way out of the shower. Exiting their shared bedroom, he made his way towards the kitchen, to the view of her back, hair let down in a cascade of ebony waves, fussing over something in the oven. She let out a triumphant cheer as she pulled out the Pyrex bowl and brought it over to the counter where he was waiting with anticipation. She couldn’t really cook, but she made up to it by baking, which is something she is excellent at. He didn’t know how it actually started, this particular hobby of hers, but all he remembered was coming home to a plate of freshly baked pastries that renders him speechless.
Her eyes sparkled as she spooned out a piece of the apple pie onto a plate and pushed it towards him. By the time he was tasting it, she was already anxious, chewing on the edges of her lips and she awaited his judgment. And of course, she never disappoints. Never.
The movement of time was a subjective matter. But he found himself wondering why time flew when he was with her. It seems that it was seconds ago that he had just arrived from Moscow, but now, he found himself on the queen sized oak-wood bed, underneath the sheets of satin white, waiting for sleep to descend. She looked so serene sleeping. A small snore escaped her lips as she scooted closer to him. He smiled tenderly, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face. All that matters now, is at the end of the day, she is lying like this, next to him, and he wouldn't ask for anything more.
Nothing is perfect.
But being with her makes everything complete.
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