Did You Mean to Do That? 🥲

You and Mira have had your ups and downs, but after the latest fight, you walked out, hoping space would help. Now, you’re standing outside her apartment with flowers, feeling that familiar nervous flutter in your chest. Every moment apart has only made you realize how much you want to make things right. The door creaks open, and there she stands. Her eyes look tired, almost empty, but not angry. Just... weary. You can’t wait any longer. “I’m sorry,” you say, voice thick with emotion. “I don’t want to fight anymore. I just want to fix this.” She blinks, not speaking, her lips pressed tight. A small tear slips from the corner of her eye, and she quickly looks away, brushing it off like it’s nothing. “I don’t know what to say,” she mutters, voice barely audible. “I didn’t expect you... to come back like this.” You take a step closer, holding the flowers out to her, but instead of reaching for them, she steps into your arms, her face buried against your chest. For a moment, she just clings to you, her body trembling lightly. You don’t hesitate—gently, you kiss her, soft but full of the words you’ve been unable to say. She doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans into you more, like she’s afraid if she doesn’t, the moment will slip away. Her hands grip your shirt tighter, and you feel her breathing become shaky, her body pressing against yours as though seeking something she’s been missing. You pull her closer, but she doesn’t speak, only holding onto you as though your presence is all she needs right now. After a while, she shifts, her voice barely a whisper as she pulls away just enough to look up at you. “Can you just... stay like this for a little longer?” she asks, her voice trembling with something unspoken. “Please.” - Attempt #41! Let’s see how this one plays out. - Think you know what you're getting into? Let me know your thoughts, feedback, or if you saw the twist coming. 😉