Creds of this title goes to super junior, which..bare with me- a kpop group that I love. LISTEN I HAD TO MIX TWO OF MY FAV THINGS TOGETHER OK.
Fluff,a lil angst(?)
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AMAI'S POV
It rained. It rained hard. I walked through it caring no umbrella just a newspaper with absolute no regard. I squint my eyes as my glasses fogged from the wind and the stains of the droplets hitting my lens, originally I called a taxi but they took too long and I was in no mood to be patient so I tried to walk a 30 minute long exercise in angry rain.
I had got back from a late night shift at a Fashion Factory called "SM", which stood for "Sophisticated Melanin". Pretty right? I loved the name so much I kind of had some of it contributed in my home.
At 11:30pm, it was a crowded street meaning everyone was trying to get home. Nothing came out of my mouth but the words "Excuse me sorry" or "I'm so Sorry", it was bum rushing honestly! A Tall Male bumped into me causing the drenched News paper to slip out of my hand then landing on the floor, I had not time to pick it up since all I saw was heels,dress shoes, or sneakers step on it. I huffed.
I tried running a bit even though my feet felt swollen to the max but then I got pushed yet again this time making me tumble a bit, I've been having a hard time cooperating for the past 6 months since I recently broke up with my 4 year long relationship with this Woman named Amala. anyways, before that rant, as I tumbled the person scoffed which for some reason stung my heart? Not to mention I've gotten a crazy amount of emotions in these 6 months.
You know when you are going through something then a series of negative things happen after which makes you feel like you didn't deserve that little happiness you've gotten once before? Yes. That's what I'm feeling.
Back to Amala, I loved her. she loved me. But it just didn't work out since she was always addicted to doing work or something productive instead of winding down with her Girlfriend. It got in the way of alot of things, so we just quick it. No it wasn't Abusive or Negative! We both agreed and it was devastating for the both of us, We hugged before saying our goodbyes. We did bicker a bit but it never escalated. Our relationship never had to much yelling or fighting, it was pretty serene for the majority.
But God! I miss her so much it hurts sometimes, She probably has a girl by now and is happy which im glad if that's the case because I've always wanted the best for her. But, Amala was my baby, I just loved her so much. I miss her hugs, her kisses, her words of affirmation, her affection, her laugh, her humor, her cuddles, her-
"Oh shit I'm so sorry!" I heard as another person bumped into me this time I just stopped, I looked up even tho my glasses were the most foggiest things ever I wiped them a bit. I couldn't process the feelings, it was her. Amala.
"..Amai?" She said. I didn't say nothing but I just nod.
"Yeah it's uhm-.. me?" I said, I sounded kinda dumb as fuck.
"Well hello! It's been a bit ages. How are you?" Amala smiles, even though it was pouring outside this conversation felt more important.
"Not so good." I simply say as I frown, She nodded.
"Same to be fucking honest haha!" She humored, I gave her a small grin before her face expression changed.
"I'm so cold right now..where are you headed? Hopefully home." Amala asked.
"Well, yes home. Of some sort, since I am staying at a hotel for 2 weeks." I say, she tilted her head.
"Why?" Amala questioned.
"I'll tell you once we get out this rain." I say.
We basically sped walk for a couple of Minutes to the hotel I'm staying at, We walked into the lobby as the front desk person looked at us with sorrow since she saw us completely drenched.
We ran into the elevator, before I clicked the 2nd floor swiftly hoping no one would get on the elevator with us so we don't have to wait any longer.
"This elevator lowkey smells like ass." Amala remarked, I agreed with a hum before she chuckled. Her chuckle made my heart skip a beat, I missed that.
Finally we got to my hotel room, she started quickly undressing. I looked at her confused like as if we didn't have a fallout, that's kind of the thing that I liked about her, she was rebellious.
"Ummm..Mala?" I say trying to get her attention, as she pulling her pants down she looked up. "Huh?" She answered. " Why are you taking your clothes off?" I questioned.
"Because I don't wanna get sick from wet clothes?" Amala spoke with an obvious tone, I just nodded kind of standing there watching her.
She stopped during her actions, " well? Are you gonna get undressed or stand there watching me with wet clothes on?" Amala interrogated.
"...I don't know, I'm still not use to this situation right now-" I say, "oh come on! It's not like I haven't seen you wet before." Amala smirked, them smart replies always threw me in a loop.
"MALA!" I say lightly tapping her arm, she busted out laughing. The base of her laugh gave me a slight haze of confusion.
"You okay?" Amala asked, I shrugged.
"I don't know if this is real." I say half joking, she let out a breathy snicker. "Of course! It's kind of a cliché but..sometimes we need a cliché in life." Amala reassured.
"That Literally made no sense.." I remarked, "I'm trying my best ok? I'm trying to not be awkward like you." Amala spat back.
"Leave me be." I seriously say. The demeanor of the conversation changed, she knew something was off with me. I just felt so confused and kind of lost. Did she just forget about breakup? Is she trying to set me up? Is she trying to get back with me? Was this meant to happen? Oh god.
"I'm sorry Amai" Amala says, I still had my wet clothes on she looked me up and down. "no take those stingy wet clothes off please it's giving me a headache." She exaggerated. I huffed before walking into the bathroom stripping, I had gotten some clothing. A regular tank top and some random oversized pajama pants.
I walked out the bathroom as I looked outside of the door I didn't spot Amala nowhere, I heard shuffling in the closet I saw Amala looking through my clothes.
"Do you still have my purple sweater I have to you? Did you throw it out?" Amala asked rummaging through my stuff.
"Maybe. I don't remember-" "Ah! Got it!" She says. She slipped it on as she walked out.
"No pants?" I asked.
"Overrated" Amala replied as she plopped on my bed she held out her arms gesturing for my body to confide in them.
" We need to talk." I sighed, her arms slowly let down she looked a bit worried.
"About w-" "about us." I cut her off, she took her eyes away from me as if she feared this moment.
"I don't think you understand how much these pass few minutes affected me. I know you probably with someone or talking, but I miss you alot and what just happened kind of impacted me because I miss your humor and sly comments. I just miss your presence so much and I know we both are in two different paths in life, but even though you had this little flaw that could've been worked out before Thinking about breaking up.. I just miss you Amala." I confessed. Her posture became more soft than silly.
"Honestly Amai, my life has been shit for the past 6 months. I really couldn't function quite Correctly without you calming me down in different ways, it felt off. Also I find it kind of funny that you thought I was dating another girl cause I'm single as fuck. I miss you too Amai." Amala admitted, my heart skipped many beats a tear slipped out unintentionally. I wasn't even prepared to feel this way.
"Amala I Love you." I say. She grabbed me into a hug. " I love you too Mai." She broke the hug before kissing my forehead.
After a few minutes we decided to cuddle with our bodies faced towards one another, "shit..I'm fucking tired." Amala voiced, I hummed in agreement.
"My feet hurt so bad." I announced, she slightly chuckled before nodding off to sleep.
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I hope you enjoyed this simple little imagine! <333
- Kris xoxo