Our Story [MileBible]

chapter 28

BIBLE POV:-

kinn lived up to his promise slash threat of showing up every. Single. Day. He was there in the morning when I left for my fellowship, usually with a vanilla latte and blueberry scone, my favorite. He was there to walk me home after my workshops. Other times, especially when I was with other people or exploring the city on the weekends.
I never thought kinn theerapanyakul would become my stalker, but there we were
And he resigned as the CEO.
That shock me out of my reverie.
It was because he told me that he couldn't stay on the CEO while spending time with me on New York
So he resigned.
I squashed the brief flare of hope before it could turn into something greater
I asked him what about his expenses and money but that man. Oh lord. He said that he has enough in stocks, investments and saving to last him for the rest of his life. He really is something.
All he meant by that was
"Winning me back, no matter how long it took"

The fellowship ended with a grand exhibition attended by the movers and shakers of New York's art world
The exhibition took place in a classic hall and every fellow had their own section in the pop up gallery
It was exhilarating, nerve wrecking and utterly surreal
I stared at my little slice of heaven and the people passing through it dressed to the nines and examining each piece with what I hoped were admiring eyes
I'd grown by leaps and bounds as a photographer over the past year, and while I still had alot to learn
I was damn proud of my work
I specialized in travel portraits like Diane Lange but I put personal spin on it
As much as I admired her, I did not wanted to be her, I wanted to be my own person with my own vision and creative ideas
I took most of my shots in London.
My favorite piece was a portrait of two old men playing chess at a park in Paris. One had his head tossed back in laughter with a cigarette I'm hand while the other examined the board with furrowed brow, the emotions from both jumped out from the photo and I had never been prouder. Ok the other side.
Me and kinn had developed a new...well, I wasn't sure if I could call it a friendship but it was a step up from whatever we had when he arrived in New York an year ago
Microphone feedback rippled through the air, and the crowd quietened
The fellowship director walked on the stage and thanked everyone for attending and hoped they were having a good time
Kinn attended to but where was he?
He never liked hiding in the shadows

"Special performance... please put your hands together for.. KINN THEERAPANYAKUL! As well as known the youngest and richest business man of the Thailand!"

This was maddening- wait what?
My head snapped up and my stomach tumbled into freefall
There he was.
What was he doing on stage?
I got my answer a minute later
"I realized this is quiet a surprise as a live performance wasn't in the program tonight"
Soft laughter rippled through the crowd, he waited for the laughter to die down before he continued

"Whether it's music, photography, film or painting, the art reflects the world around us and for too long, I only saw the dark side, the ugly truths.  Then someone came in my life and upended everything I thought I knew, he was everything I wasn't,
Pure hearted, optimistic, he showed me the beauty that existed in this world and through him, I learned the power of joy, faith and love. But I'm afraid I've 𝗧𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 him with my untruths and I'm hoping with all of my heart that one day he'll find his way out of the darkness into the light again"

The room rang with breathless silence before kinn opened his mouth again
And my heart stopped altogether.
Because the voice that came out and filled the room? It was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard
It wasn't just me either everyone stared at kinn with rapt fascination.
I pressed my fist to my mouth as the lyrics flower over me, it was a song about love and heartbreak, betrayal and redemption, regret and forgiveness.
Each word tore me apart as did the fact that kinn sang at all.
No matter how much I'd cajoled or begged in the past, it was the one thing he'd refused to do
Until now.
I understand why he refused, he didn't just sing, he sang. With emotion, with beauty, wit so much rawness it took my breath away. He bared his soul with each note. And for a man who thought his soul was irrevocably damned, the thought of doing that Infront of audience must've been unbearable
Kinn finished to thunderous applause. His gaze lingered on mine for one long moment before he disappeared offstage, and the crowd broke up into excited chatter and gasps
My feet moved before I could think and I ran to search him.
Took me few minutes before I saw a familiar figure and just as I approached, he faced me

"There you are, sweetheart" said kinn
I clenched my teeth
"How is it possible you're the same guy who sang earlier tonight? One is asshole and the other is.."
"Is what?" He walked towards me and my words died "is what, bible?"
"You know what"
"I don't"
I exhaled a shaky breathe
"You sang in public"
"Yes"
"Why?"
"Why do I do anything else these days?"
He brushed his fingers over my cheeks and shivers skated down my spine
"I'm not best at expressing my feelings and that's why I don't sing..but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to win you back..that song was for you, but I'm running out of ideas now, sweetheart"
He said with a sad smile on his face
"Do you know this is the first time you've let me touch you in over a year?"
I opened my mouth to argue but the tears that welled up in my eyes held me back
"I thought you left"
"I would never leave you"
Kinn drew me into his chest and I sank into his embrace for the first time in what felt like forever. It was like returning home after a long lonely trip
"Do you miss me, love?"
I nodded, My face still buried in his chest
"Do you want me to stay?"
"Yes" I whispered
The word barely left my mouth before kinn yanked me towards him and crashed his lips onto mine..it wasn't a sweet and leisurely kiss, it was fierce and desperate and everything I needed.
After a passionate kiss, we pulled away as he caressed my cheeks as planted a peck on my forehead
"Kinn"
"Hmm?"
"Don't break my heart again"
"I won't, sweetheart, trust me"
"I do"
It was the truth, I had seen the real kinn tonight, stripped of all his masks and I trusted him with all my heart
"Also...I miss when you call me sunshine"
He chuckled as both arms around my waist, he pulled my closer to himself, as a chuckle left his mouth while he kissed my cheek
"I missed calling you sunshine too"
He was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
He crashed his lips into mine again. Soft and passionate kiss. I yielded with no resistance. Letting him into every part of Me, my heart, my shoul and my life.
The kiss lasted for a minute before he pulled away and looked at me with adoring eyes
"Kinn"
"Yes, sunshine"
"I love you"
His face softened "I love you too"
And you know what?
Kinn and I.
We fit perfectly.