My Possessive Badboy's

Slowly Only

Maura undoes the intention. Initially he was about to tell Mizar that he had a bad experience when it rained. A far more terrible experience than the death of Raisa.

He himself could not remember what happened that day. Throughout Maura's partially erased memories of the incident, there was a time when she almost never liked rain.

Her memory can be faint, but her body responds well whenever it rains. The woman can even languish in the room all day if the rain falls on the earth. Or suddenly scream, without knowing what really happened.

Lucky for the last case, it never happened when he was outside the house. It was only a few times when he was at home and it happened quite badly.

That is one of the reasons why Maura always avoids rain. Until the time they both sat facing each other in an ice cream shop and made Maura think that the rain was not as scary as she thought.

Maura doesn't even know for sure how she defines rain. Is it fear, hate, or something else? It was just that there were times where he hated her so much or was so frightened.

Perhaps what never forgets from memory is the blood that pools. Also the sound of screaming. The blood and the screams he never knew belonged to.

"Ra, why so dumb?" Mizar's voice broke the daydream.

The woman turned her head and found Mizar's face looking anxious.

"Are you really not papa? You look like shoots, Ra," the young man said, wanting to make sure Maura was okay.

"Eh?" Maura's reflexes touched her face. Then shake fast.

"No, I'm not papa." Maura dodged in response.

How could he feel fine, when those bad thoughts came back to attack him all of a sudden? Bad thoughts are like ghosts that he never knew where he came from and how the bad thoughts locked him in a long, misleading labyrinth.

Maura took a long breath. He turned towards Mizar and forced a smile. It seemed, the young man could not believe Maura's words when she said that she was fine.

"Related?" Mizar asked once more to ascertain Maura's state.

"Yes. I'm not papa. Maybe it's getting cold."

Obviously, that was just an excuse for Mizar not to ask too many questions, but it seemed that the young man did not believe it either.

"Ra, you don't have to lie if you're not okay" Mizar said in a soft voice. Persuading Maura to tell the truth.

"Seriously, I really don't papa, Zar."

The young man took a long breath. Surrender with Maura's stubbornness.

"OKAY. I believe in you" said Mizar half unwillingly. He was convinced that Maura was only pretending.

Beside her, the woman only held a forced smile.

"If so, what would you tell me? About the fairy tale you just talked about?"

Maura's face stiffened. And so is the woman's back. He smiled awkwardly before finally saying, "Gue will tell you a story next time. It seems not to be now."

Mizar only held back a smile in response. Didn't want to force Maura who did not want to tell a story now.

"OK, just slow down. I'll wait for whatever time you need."

Maura held back a smile on the tip of her lips. Throwing your face in the other direction.

"I think we should go home. It's getting late."

"Eh? Ah, that's not what I mean." Erat Maura hurry.

"Reverse the keys to my car. I can go home by myself. We don't have to go home together" Maura continued. His tone was quick.

"Ra, what was that?" Mizar just asked with a look as if innocent.

"Huh?"

"You just invited me home? That means you want me to come home?"

"No! That's not it!" Maura looks panicked. Then changed his facial expression into jutek mode as usual.

"No, no. I don't want to be horrified. I'll bring you home."

"No need, Zar. I can do it myself. You have to be here with the others, right? How did you get stabbed? You got word?" Maura's question did sound anxious. However, more than that, Mizar knows if the woman is trying to avoid.

A row of arches framed Mizar's face that looked witty. The young man tried to tease the woman who was getting worse.

"Udah, don't worry. No, I'm anterin home!" the young man stood beside Maura and led her into the room.

"Sky, I'll drive Ara back. The same goes to the hospital first. I'll go there right from home, Ara."

"Yoi. I'm the same as everyone else going this loose."

"okay."

The conversation between the two young men made Maura tremble in her place. The woman did not even move for long enough even though Mizar had pulled her hand gently.

He remained firm and did not move at all.

"Why, Ra?" mizar asked with a frown. He was prepared for the umpteenth rejection of the woman standing in front of him.

"Gue can really go home alone, Zar. You don't have to bother."

"I want to, Ra. And I don't feel bothered at all. Especially disturbed. Okay?"

Mizar's smile expands. This time Maura could not fight. He just nodded in response.

***

The journey between them was again filled with a quiet atmosphere. This time there was really no sound. In addition to their breathing puffs are so slow and regular.

Maura prefers to enjoy the scenery after the occasional rain still brings drizzle wetting the earth. Also people who pass by to avoid the unrelenting drizzle.

The weather is sometimes unpredictable. Sometimes it's hot, sometimes it's raining. Quickly change to make humans do not realize, what season they are facing right now. Maybe the age of the earth is getting older, being one of the causes.

Even Maura's assumption is uncertain about this. He just thinks so in his spare time on the way home.

There was nothing he had to talk about with Mizar. Making the woman curse the fast-changing season lately.

"Ra, thank you for today." Next to her, Mizar suddenly invites the woman to talk.

He turned his head and found Mizar looking at him with a smile.

"Thank you for?" The woman asked rather than responded.

"Because you want me to take you to the children's basecamp."

"That means?"

"That means nothing. I just wanted to say thank you." Mizar. In his heart he cheered immeasurably.

Secretly the young man did not regret his impulsive actions when approaching Maura in a different way. If only he knew the plan this time would work, Mizar would have used it a long time ago.

Instead of approaching Maura apologizing, Mizar acted as if nothing had happened between them.

Bingo, slowly the way he used can melt the hardness of Maura's heart. Although not fully yielded results.

"Squeaky. Not very clear!" maura's comments made the young man laugh.

"What's so weird, Ra?"

"Lo! It's all about you really-it's weird!" maura was not interested in the young man's conversation at all.

Mizar just held back a laugh. Secretly the young man was deep in heart.

'No papa, Ra. I always have plenty of time for you. Slow down!'