Key To My Heart || Slugterra

58| Insecurity

I watched, through the mirror, as he made his way further into the room on the red carpet, towards me. Every step he took my heart beat quicker, my breathing hardened. He closed the distance between us. I can feel his chest against my naked back, his figure towering over me even when I was standing on a higher platform. His arms snaked around my waist, his head lowered for his chin to rest on my shoulder.

He took in a deep breath, before he sighed in content, a small smile pasted on his soft lips. I took in his scent, his smell made me leaned back, sinking deeper into the hug.

I looked into the mirror, examining us. I love the way we look with each other, the way we hug, everything about us.

My eyes trailed on the reflected image, and I made eye contact with him through our reflection. His mesmerising ocean blue eyes, his sharp nose, his strong jaw and those pink, kissable lips.

Again, how is this man mine?

Is he now?

I felt my heart dropped a little as I recalled my previous thoughts before he came into the room.

Every girl in Slugterra will give up anything and everything to be in a relationship with the man that is embracing me.

He literally can win any girl's heart. He gets any girl he wants.

It would be normal for him to keep his options open, right?

I frowned.

Why am I so insecure?

Let's be real, I can win any man's heart too.

So why am I like this?

"Hey," he whispered, gently rocking us to the music playing softly in the room. I pushed away the thought and let out a chuckle, feeling my cheeks burn as I allowed him to guide me, my hands laid on his.

I want to enjoy this moment, to enjoy today, but my insecurities were making me feel uncomfortable.

I hated it.

"Do you have to go out there? You look so gorgeous I swear people are for sure going to stare," Eli mumbled, and I blushed.

"I can say the same thing to you," I said. I meant it.

He lifted his head from my shoulder, his arms around me retrieved to turn me around to face him. He stared down at me with those loving eyes as I looked up. His fingers pushed a strand of hair behind my ear before he leaned in for a kiss.

I kissed him back. It was a small, passionate kiss. He pulled back to cup my cheeks, his eyes squinted a little as he smiled charmingly.

"You're so beautiful. Let's just go back home and cuddle. How does that sound?" he asked with a cute smile.

"I'd love that," I said. I want him all to myself and yes I am greedy.

As much as I want us to head back, I know we can't just leave. Not after promising the King of Sling that we will be attending the celebration dinner, and then be an hour late, and after a further four more hours of makeup and styling.

"Do you know what day it is?" he suddenly asked, tilting his head cutely.

I almost broke into cold sweat.

Was it his birthday?

Definitely not.

Anniversary?

Are we even flopping together?

He leaned forward to my ear and whispered.

"Ales, happy birthday."