Sacred Love // 33 1/2

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Sacred Love : 33 1/2   Eyes meeting for a second but not longer than that.   His hands rubbing his arms as the cold breeze blew passing by their standing postures.   As his eyes averted towards her, she was there looking back at him for a second.   His hands squeezed together as he bit his lip in anticipation.   As he looked towards her again, his hesitance increased within the attempts that took place to tell her to get in the car.   As his eyes closed, a deep exhale was taken by Zal.   As Timmy ran back towards them, Zal sighed in relief.   As Timmy looked at them both, a frown was slowly forming on his face.   As he looked back at zal, a knowing expression was plastered on his face while his hands were against his waist.   “Everything is ready” he said as he bent down slightly glaring at him.   Zal looked back at timmy.   “Uh what?” he said, blinking in confusion.    “I said, Everything is ready”   Timmy’s eyes blinked as he spoke while Zal nodded hesitantly.   “Fine, then-”   as he was between the words, his words paused.   His hand was paused against the crook of his neck.   His piercing gaze was digging hole between the people who were in a tight hug.   As Zal looked at them within his heartbeat,                                messing around and pacing fast like a roller coaster made him feel the anger he never felt.   As Timmy's hands rubbed Cia’s back,                                          Zal's eyes trailed down her waist which was held by Timmy since he pulled her into a tight hug.    Her eyes blinked vigorously as he breathed in the scent of her hair.   Zal’s eyes blinked away from the sight while Timmy broke the hug.   “What a pity, Cia, i wanted to drive you to town but-”   he looked towards Zal as he looked up at him.   “W-what? Why are you lookin at me like that?”   he mumbled in slight anger spilling out as a hoarse tone.   Cia’s back was rubbed by Timmy as he smirked at Zal which made Zal’s blood boil in anger which he didn't show out.   Not in front of her   his thoughts are interrupted as Timmy spoke.   His arm wrapped around Cia’s shoulder which made Cia flinch, feeling him smiling.   “Well, god had other plans, sigh”   he sighed dramatically as Zal rolled his eyes, turning away as he took out his keys.   As his eyes blinked as he glanced towards her until his eyes froze on Timmy’s hand which was rubbing her arm while he tried to tease her.   “A-aish, this punk” the korean accent slipped on his tongue due to anger as he unlocked the car door.   As he looked inside the driver seat, he sighed as Timmy's giggles echoed.   His eyes closed in annoyance before he stood straight out of the car's door.   “We’re already late-” As Zal spoke, Cia walked straight to the car.   As his eyes glued to her, she glanced up at his eyes which made him look away in an instant.   His hand scratched the back of his neck as he took a glance at Timmy who glanced back making him look away acting as if he's looking at the mid-sunny sky which was shooting the sun rays right onto their faces.   “Welp, then see you later?”   Timmy said as cia hesitantly turned her head to him.   “Y-y-ye—!”   her eyes widened as he hugged her.   His gentle yet polite hug was tightening which made Zal turn away as he cussed under his breath.    I swear to god if HE HUGS HER AGAIN-   as Zal pushed back his hair locks from his forehead, he walked over to the other side of the car towards Timmy.   “Timmy, timmy-'' he impatiently parted them away hesitantly before Timmy almost laughed, eyeing him and down.   “Woah, what the hell was that?” zal glared as he spoke,   “we are already late, alright”   he said, raising his eyebrows as timmy's cheeks puffed up as if he's trying to not laugh while he backed away within the hand of zal upon his chest.   “I just wanna hug my frie-”   as Zal adjusted Timmy's shirt collar, he looked up forcing a smile.   “See you later, hm? Drive them safe”   he spoke as he patted his shoulder as Timmy grinned, rolling his eyes.     “Oh yeh?, so lovely husband you are, aren't ya?” he said as Zal’s smile faded away.   “I swear to god-” Timmy gasped as Zal closed his eyes in annoyance.   “Oops! sorry i forgot…” he stepped closer as his lips were near Zal’s ear.   “It’s more of a crush than wife, isn't it?-”   zal's cheek filled with warmth as he cut his whisper off with a childish tone.   “S-shut up-!” he said as he walked away before feeling Timmy's smirk behind him.   “Zal!”   as he yelled, Zal glanced back at him.   “Aww! Are you blushing?” zal’s eyes widened as his face went pale for a second in anger.   His inner self screamed in anger as he looked around for something to throw while Timmy ran towards the van.   As he picks up the plant pot, Timmy squeals, running fast.   “Stupid ass-” his eyes glanced unknowingly towards his car, she was standing there.   Her eyes staring right at him which made him realise what he just did.   “D-dumbass, she's staring at you!”   he cussed under his breath as he walked over towards the car.   “I-i- uhm, S-shall we go?”   as he spoke scratching the back of his neck, She hesitantly looked up at him.   His small smile made her pull in her lips, licking them secretly which made him close his eyes, turning his head away.                               this woman making me go crazy,                                        damn can't even lick her lips in front of people?   As he rubbed his neck, he looked down into her eyes while she looked up again.   “T-thanks”   she said as she turned away getting the car immediately.   His hand paused as he froze there.   His eyes wide in surprise before a breathy smile left his lips.   As he walked over to the driver seat side, his hands held the car key tight.   His heart thumped in excitement which he feared might stop any second.   As he bit his lip, an unknown smile escaped his lips while he opened the car door.   He got in as the vans started the engine behind.   The car was driven off from the mansion's gate as his eyes glanced aside at the girl whose hands were pressed on her lap.   Her nervousness was visible to his sight and he couldn't help but fight the urge to take her hand in his.   As his eyes glanced at her lap while he nibbled his lips nervously,                    his eyes were blessed with the sight of her thighs   which are curved well under the smooth long dress she wore.   Her curves defined the perfectness and he didn't hesitate to admire them for mere seconds.   She's too small in that seat but damn she's feminine…….   god, why do I sound like a pervert? 
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