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Aiah does her checks around the cafe before finally turning off the main lights. She walks out of Bloom Cafe, happy to have survived yet another day.
Thankfully it wasn't that busy today but who wouldn't be tired after running an eight hour shift.
Everyone else had already left as they had finished up their cleaning tasks, Aiah let them go home and shooed off Sheena and Maloi who insisted to stay and keep her company while she cashes out.
She steps out of the cafe and locks the place up. since Bloom Cafe is located in a tiny off street, Aiah walks down the street that leads to the main street.
When she steps out onto the main road, Aiah spots a dark blue car parked a few steps away. She makes her way towards it without hesitation.
The brunette knocks on the tinted window before opening the door, and sitting in the passenger seat.
"Sino ka?!" The girl in the drivers seat stares at her in mock horror.
"Si OA," Aiah moves the bag on her shoulder onto the ground.
A smile makes it's way onto the girls face while starting the car, her hand immediately finding it's way into Aiah's.
Aiah sighs at the feeling, turning towards the drivers seat then leaning towards the other girl, their lips meeting in a soft kiss. Aiah feels a hand come up to caress her cheek, she feels herself melt at the touch.
They pull away and Aiah immediately rests her head against the girls shoulder, her exhaustion from the day now seeping into her bones.
"Tired?" Aiah nods in response.
"Sige, uwi na tayo. Seatbelt bub."
Aiah pulls away from her to put on her seatbelt. The car pulling out onto the road as soon as the click is heard.
The drive between them is quiet but it's comfortable. A slow RnB song plays softly between them. Their hands still intertwined and resting on Aiah's lap.
Halfway through the drive, Aiah turns towards the driver in adoration.
She notices Aiah's gaze on her, "You okay?"
Aiah nods sleepily, "Thank you for picking me up."
"Always." She replies while lifting their joint hands and pressing a kiss to the back of Aiah's hand.
Aiah's heart swells at her girlfriend.
"I love you, Mikha."
Mikha smiles warmly at her, "I love you too. Tulog ka muna if you want. Mga 20 mins pa until we're home."
The brunette nods sleepily before leaning back into her seat. Her hand never leaving Mikha's.
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They arrive home in 15 minutes, traffic not as heavy as Mikha thought it would be. She parks the car in the garage and turns to see Aiah completely passed out, soft snores filling the air. The sight of their intertwined hands in Aiah's lap leaves Mikha smiling like an idiot.
She moves closer to Aiah and presses butterfly kisses across Aiah's face.
"Aiah? We're home na." She presses one final kiss onto Aiah's cheek, before pulling away. Mikha chuckles at Aiah not at all reacting.
She decides to carry the girl inside, but in order to do so she'll have to let go of Aiah's hand. She carefully pulls away but the moment her hand is finally out of Aiah's grasp, the older blinks awake.
"Babi?" Aiah mutters as she takes in her surroundings.
"You can keep sleeping, I can carry you inside." Mikha makes quick work of going around the other side of the car, slinging Aiah's bag onto her shoulder then easily carrying the girl bridal style.
"Bub, I can walk you know?" Aiah says but her actions says otherwise as she buries her face into the crook of Mikha's neck.
"Sure, love." Mikha walks towards their bedroom and gently places Aiah onto the bed. "I'll be back, i'm just getting your sleeping clothes okay?" She kisses a sleepy Aiah on the forehead before disappearing into their shared walk in closet.
After a while she manages to get Aiah's makeup off and changes her into comfier clothing. Mikha goes to change out of her clothes and washes up in the bathroom before checking all the doors around the house and finally slipping into bed with Aiah.
She turns off the lamps and almost instantly feels Aiah's arms wrap around her waist, followed by her face finding it's way into Mikha's neck.
Mikha presses a kiss onto Aiah's forehead before wrapping her arms around her. Pulling their duvet up to cover them and sighs as she settles into the warmth of Aiah.
"I love you.." Mikha whispers to her. It doesn't matter if Aiah is completely passed out and doesn't hear it. What matters is that Mikha can say it.
Mikha falls into a deep slumber shortly afterwards.
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Aiah wakes up to the sun shining directly into her eyes. She groans and turns to her side, her arm instinctively reaching out to Mikha's side of the bed only to grab at nothing. She opens one eye and sees no sight of Mikha.
A pout makes it's way onto Aiah's face, she looks around the room before the scent of garlic hits her and the sound of a pan sizzling.
Aiah sighs and forces herself up. She goes to the bathroom to quickly wash her face and brush her teeth before padding into the kitchen where she sees Mikha cooking, bopping her head to whatever song shes playing over the speakers.
She leans against the door frame and stares at her girlfriend lovingly.
Aiah couldn't be more thankful that her and Mikha were able to overcome all their challenges, she can't imagine a life without Mikha after all.
Mikha turns to grab a plate from the kitchen island behind her and spots Aiah gazing at her with adoration. A smile makes it's way onto Mikha's face, she turns the stove down before quickly making her way towards Aiah.
"Good morning, Miss Arceta." Mikha's arm wrap around Aiah's waist, slipping under her tank top, Mikha's hands leaving a tingling sensation across her waist. The brunette in turn rests her arms on Mikha's shoulders, her hands playing with the baby hairs on the back of Mikha's neck.
"Good morning, Chef Lim." Mikha's smile widens before she leans up to capture Aiah's lips in a kiss. Aiah sighs into it, her body pressing against Mikha's as their lips lock.
Aiah feels Mikha deepen the kiss and immediately pulls away to Mikha's disappointment, she rests her forehead against the younger girls forehead. Mikha immediately pouts and Aiah throws her a cheeky smile.
"Bab.."
"Ang aga pa Mikha Lim."
Mikha shrugs, leaning in and stealing a kiss from Aiah. The older lets it happen anyway.
"I need the energy." Mikha pulls away and rests her chin on Aiah's shoulder, her arms tightening around Aiah's waist as Aiah pulls Mikha closer to her, trying to get her as physically close as she can.
They stand there like that for a moment. Just basking in each others presence before Aiah remembers that Mikha's cooking and pulls away, "Bab, tapusin mo na yung naluluto mo. I'll set up the table."
Mikha sighs and nods, she kisses Aiah's shoulder before pulling away and finishing up breakfast.
Aiah shakes her head at Mikha. She really is so lucky.
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They eat breakfast on the kitchen island instead of the dining table, Mikha not wanting to let go of Aiah, who was Aiah to deny her clingy girlfriend?
The couple catches each other up on their lives, Mikha's leg conveniently resting ontop of Aiah's. Who doesn't bat an eye to it, instead rests her hand on her leg and mindlessly draws patterns into it.
After breakfast, Aiah decidedly does the dishes. Trying and failing to shoo Mikha away, but Mikha is stubborn and ends up helping Aiah dry the dishes she finishes washing.
Now they find themselves cuddling in the living room, Aiah as the big spoon as per Mikha's request. With the TV switched on to Drive to Survive Season 7, again as per Mikha's request.
Charles Leclerc had just won the Monaco race when Aiah notices Mikha's unusual silence.
She turns her head to her girlfriend who looks weirdly tense.
"You okay bab?" Aiah tilts Mikha's chin up to get the girl to look at her.
"Yeah, i'm okay." Aiah sees uncertainty in Mikha's eyes and knows she's lying.
Aiah hums, and pulls Mikha impossibly closer, "I'm right here, you can tell me anything."
At that, Mikha averts her gaze before sighing.
"How would you feel about going public?" Mikha asks.
Aiah stills at the question.
Sure, she knows they'd eventually get to that point. With how popular Mikha is in the industry, it's only a matter of time before news gets out.
Aiah knows how much Mikha wants to scream to the world that they're together, but this very same problem is the reason why they faced the hardships they did all those years ago before finally reconnecting.
Back then, they were kids. Mikha's career as a musician was just taking off, and Aiah didn't know what she wanted to do with life. It tore them apart.
She won't let that happen this time though.
Aiah's brought back to reality when she feels Mikha pull away, "Okay lang kung hindi ka pa handa.. I just… I don't know." She looks up to meet Aiah's eyes.
"Gusto ko lang malaman ng lahat kung gaano kita kamahal."
Aiah doesn't say anything, she can tell Mikha immediately took that as a bad sign. Before Mikha could move further away she hooks her hands around Mikha's neck and pulls her in for an earth shattering kiss.
Mikha freezes only for a brief moment before completely melting into the kiss. Her hands finding their usual place on Aiah's waist. Mikha swipes the bottom of Aiah's lip, causing the older to open her mouth, allowing Mikha to deepen the kiss almost immediately.
Aiah pulls away only to catch her breath before diving right back in, she shifts her weight and ends up straddling Mikha's lap. She moans at the feeling of Mikha's hand moving down to her ass.
Mikha must've been brought back to reality at the sound of Aiah's moan because she pulls away flushed and breathless, "Wait bub-"
"Yes, Mikha Lim."
"Huh?"
Aiah smiles and cups Mikha's face in her hands, before moving to rest her forehead on Mikha's own.
"Sabihin mo sa buong mundo."
It takes only a few seconds for Mikha to process what Aiah had just said, before she pulls Aiah into a hug.
"Mahal kita."
Aiah smiles, "I love you too."
"I love you so much." It sounds like Mikha's about to cry.
"Mahal na mahal din kita."