She closed her eyes and buried her face in the crook of his neck, making his hold on his bike's throttle to tighten, making him speed up. He cleared his throat as he felt her gentle breathing on his neck, giving him goosebumps. 




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Aliya sat on the bench alone, eating the food Carol has served everybody, in silence. She looked around the people they have rescued and took notice of how much they tried to catch her stare just to smile at her. Her heart ached as she thought back at Camellia. 


"Miss Aliya!" a young boy greeted her enthusiastically. She blinked rapidly as she looked around for something she could use as an excuse to leave. The boy moved so he could be in front of her, the sole focus of her attention. With no choice left, she looked up at him and nodded, "What's up?" she squinted as the sun glared down on her eyes. 


He side stepped a bit, getting fidgety under her stare. "Umm..." he trailed off. "I-I just wanted to say thank you." he smiled awkwardly. What was he thankful for? Aliya's brow lifted in amusement, "What for?" she asked as she took a spoonful of food. 


"For allowing us into your home-saving us." 


Her heart warmed at that, making her smile warmly. She nodded, "We're glad to have you guys here." she stood up and side-hugged him, tapping him on his shoulder. It was a bittersweet feeling, knowing that she was in this position before but it all washed away in a second. She blinked the thoughts away and a mischievous smile made its way onto her lips as she caught sight of Daryl. 


"You should thank Daryl, he's why we're eating right now." 


She winked at him teasingly before sitting back down in her seat, watching Daryl excitingly. They haven't interacted at all since the morning since they were both too busy in their own businesses. She watched everyone watch him with admiration and respect. 


He was in a pleasant conversation with Carol when Patrick spoke up and expressed his admiration and appreciation towards him. Patrick's voice was a little shaky as he looked Daryl in his eyes, "I'd be honoured to shake your hand." he jutted his shaking hand out as Daryl looked at it in confusion. Aliya's lips protruded into a pout as she tried to stifle her amused laugh when Daryl so elegantly licked his messy fingers and shook Patrick's hand. 


Daryl's eyes landed on her as her chuckle rang out unexpectedly. Aliya's eyes widened as she slapped her hand on her mouth in shock. She wasn't expecting to break out in a loud laugh at all. Daryl's lips curled into an amused smile as Aliya turned red in embarrassment. He shook his head before following Carol to the side to continue their conversation. 


Aliya, on the other hand, cleared her throat and continued eating. This time, she was rushing. 




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