Unexpected Love
CHAPTER 19

"Don't,"

"Huh no? So this is okay?"

Kiran nodded. It all feels awkward. Sean is too. His stomach was tickled by something. And in his stomach there was a swirling.

"Ah, why am I so lousy like this. I just grabbed him by the shoulder but why is my heart pounding so hard, you suck Sean!"

For a moment they were greatly enjoying this awkward atmosphere. For Sean and Kiran right now is a story they just wrote. Not everything that starts badly ends badly either. A strange short meeting. The stranger who quickly gave Kiran a sense of comfort.

How could Kiran would quell the feelings of the two of them if their hearts increasingly had the same feelings. Feelings are both want to have without any gaps in the word separator or old wounds.

Kiran rested her head on Sean's shoulder and replied Sean with a soft pat on Kiran's shoulder. "Warmly," Kiran whispered as she held her hand against Sean's waist.

Sean smiled, "You can be tame as well, Kiran, "Shan sneered.

"A moment, being alone for so long, I forgot the warm feeling of a hug" replied Kiran honestly. Either go where his pride is as high as the sky. Which he always carries everywhere.

"How long haven't you been dating?" ask Kiran.

"Hmm, I don't know I forgot," replied Sean carelessly. Sean's lying. He didn't forget. He clearly remembered how many years he had lived without the girl named Laura.

"Why break up?" Kiran asked again.

"She just gone, leave me and never come back" Sean replied.

Hearing the answer Sean gave made Kiran feel a little guilty. He feels too childish by asking questions that lead to Sean's past. But, in Kiran's heart she is eager to find out what happened in Sean's past. Even Sean already knew a bit of Kiran's past love.

"Sorry" Kiran said, feeling guilty.

"It's okay, it's all just the past. Next time I'll tell it," Sean replied casually.

"Oh it turns out he can also be this quiet, this gentle, this warm. Maybe I used to be too quick to judge what kind of person he was" Kiran said in her heart.

Yes, humans have a bad habit of judging people from one point of view. Even the sky cannot be seen from one side. So do humans. Now Kiran understands that not everything she thinks is evil will ever be evil. And what he sees well isn't necessarily really good.

"Other times we exchange old stories huh," Kiran chuckled with amused manner of speech that became gentle like this.

"You're laughing a lot today" Sean protested.

Sean's hand that gently patted Kiran's shoulder made Kiran feel at ease. And Sean's warm body temperature keeps Kiran safe. Kiran was like finding a place to lean that had been lost.

"Oh yeah I wonder why you don't work like everyone else?" ask Sean.

Kiran was silent, not because she didn't want to answer. But Kiran was digesting Sean's question which felt like it would be answered very long by Kiran.

"You don't understand my question?" Sean asked again. Sean thought Kiran didn't understand the question he was asking.

Sean nodded. His hand now moved to Kiran's head. He twisted the tip of Kiran's hair involuntarily.

"I just don't feel like I fit into a job like that. And I am also not someone who obeys rules and things that are too time-bound. I don't like it" Kiran said.

"Hahahaha..it is clearly visible on your face!  You used to be the troublemaker at school," said Sean.

"So you asked just to mock me," grumbled Kiran. Suddenly Kiran remembered something. Like the existence of someone who suddenly disappeared. "Oh, where's your brother?" Kiran curious. A few days after an unexpected encounter with Brother Sean, the man disappeared.

"Hey why ask about him?" sean's tone went up one level. Obviously he was jealous.

"You jealous?" ask kiran with a seductive tone.

"No-no!"

"Yes you must be jealous!"

"No-no!"

"Here I kiss,"

"No-no!"

"Yes if you don't want to," Kiran chuckles that managed to do a little trick to Sean.

Unknowingly they are already bound deeper. Love can come without us expecting it. It could be that love comes through a smile that accidentally continues to say hello. Or through the same old wounds.

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