japan lovestory by twins (fun to read txt) 📕

Suddenly a blur of black and light brown landed in front of me into the water creating a big splash. Unable to stifle my scream a gasp escaped form my lips. I backed up edging my way towards the red arrow path I was about to turn and run up the path when a head popped out of the water with a black mask. Thomas.
“You Okay?” Thomas asked shaking his wet head. I let out a sigh. The top half of his body was already out of the water, his skin on his chest was lightly toned in light brown. Oh, god I’m not even going to talk about his abs! He was wearing no top but a pair of dark-to-light blue jeans for a change. I snapped out of the faze.
“Yeah, I’m fine you just scared the half of my living breath out of me” I said tucking a few strands of loose curls behind my ear. “What are you doing here? How did you find this place?”
“ I’m teaching you to dive today he Said walking towards me.
“ I am not diving, I don’t even have a swimsuit” I said.
“ You know you want to. Come on I’m not wearing a swimsuit” he looked at me, willing me “come I’ll show you how to dive and where we are diving from.” He walked further down the shore to an opening of a curving road. We walked up it easily. Honestly it was easy for him but I was struggling, he offered me a hand. When we reached the top, the view over the lake was truly magnificent. I saw a pile of clothes, t-shirt, button-down, socks and black converses. He took a step back and ran full speed to the edge and jumped, I stared, shocked. After about a minute in heard his voice calling.
“come on Tess, the water isn’t cold down here!” I dared myself to take a look over the edge. I took off my socks( taking off my converses first of course!) moving onto my shorts and finally my grey button-down, until I was only in my vest top and underwear. I walked to the mountain edge and saw Thomas moving out of my dropping range. Come on Tess you can do this I urged myself. I jumped. Remember to tuck in my long arms and legs. I didn’t know how big of a splash I caused but I stayed under the water for a few seconds, letting the freshness of the water seep in. I got up for a long breath brushing wet strands of hair out of my face. I let out a yelp. Not only had the freshness seeped in but the coldness. Thomas let out a low laughter. We spent the rest of the day swimming and talking and splashing. I sent a big splash over to Thomas; he fell back into the water. He sent one back I turned away staring into my hands. My skin was wrinkled now and I shook it a little.
“Hey, we should get out now my hands are wrinkling.” I said walking up the shore.
“Okay lets go back up the mountain, race you up” he said. No surprise, he won.
“It’s not fair you got a head start” I said walking up behind him. He picked up his t-shirt and wiped himself down. He handed it to me, I wiped myself down pulling up my sweat shirt I suddenly tripped whilst pulling the sweat shirt, and I was stepping on it! Thomas hooked his arm round my waist and pulled me up. I hadn’t realised how close we had gotten. Both of his hands were locked around my waist. One of my hands was grabbing my sweat shirt and one hand was on his shoulder. He slowly leaned towards me. I gazed at him from under my lashes seeing his dark eyelashes and brown eyes. The way his smile was slightly pulled up in the corners and his lips were light coloured. I leaned in closer until our breaths were merging. Ring! Ring! My phone! I scrambled onto the floor and slipped my fingers into my short’s pocket for my phone. I clicked answer. Mom!
“Hi mom!” please let me sound innocent. Slowly I got from the floor and darted a glance towards Thomas, he had his back to me facing the lake. I took a few steps away from him.
“Hi honey, I just called to tell you that I made some pasta salad for tea time and be back for it.”
“What time is it now mom?”
“It’s about 1:30”
“Okay I’ll be back for it, bye mom.”
“Bye honey” I locked my phone and turned around Thomas was staring at me. Shit! Why was he staring at me? What was he staring at? I quickly pulled my button-down on and slowly walked over to the pile of clothes. I had no curves, just legs. Very long and daddy-long leg’s kinda legs. I picked up my shorts and wiggled into them. I pulled the straps the straps over my shoulders and tried to do the clasp, but I fumbled with it. Come on you stupid clasp! Unexpectedly Thomas extended a strong tanned arm and held onto the clasp, his long fingers delicately hooked the clasp. He took another step closer and hooked my other clasp. He wrapped a loose curl round his finger and tucked it behind my ear. When he pulled away his fingers brushed gently on my cheek. His eyes widened with realisation and pulled away. Where his fingers brushed my cheek there was a light fuzzy sensation of heat. He quickly pulled on his button-down the opening of the shirt near the buttons, showed way to light toned skin. I looked away. By the time I looked back at him he had his socks and converses on.
“Let’s go you have a tea party to go to.” He said walking down the twisting path. Picking up my converses, I tore after him in my ankle socks. He was very fast (but that was because I stopped to put on my converses) he was about three feet in front of me. He still kept going, I ran after him until I tripped over a stone and fell off the path. I rolled a bit until I grasped onto a hanging branch. I took a deep breath and looked down. My gaze held onto the fast current of the lake beneath me. I saw a little ledge just by my right foot and tried to step onto it but pain burst through my whole foot. I winced.
“Tess?!” I heard a voice call.
“I’m down here!” I said I repeated it again, louder this time.
“How the heck did you get down there?” he asked he was lying down his head just over the edge of the cliff. “I see a ledge near your right foot can you step on it?”
“I can and I can’t, why? Because I hurt my leg and I can’t shift my weight onto that foot.”
“Try lifting your left leg, can you see it, just above your left knee there a big ledge. When your half way up onto that ledge extend a hand to me” he stretched out a hand a feet above me, I slowly lifted my left leg and stepped onto the ledge and boosted myself up grabbing his hand tightly. He held onto my left hand tightly in his right and put right hand on my left forearm pulling me against his chest.

I was glad that I was safely up (relief!).  He put an arm round my waist and another hooked under my knee and set me down on a large flay rock near the path. He bent down and examined the scratches on my legs. He set one knee on the ground and gently pulled up my right leg onto his lap. He turned my ankle around and pulled down my ankle socks a little. I could see that there was a large circle the size of a tennis ball on my ankle that I knew was going to swell and turn black and blue. He turned it again and I grabbed his shoulder. He looked up.

“That’s enough of turning, as simple as anyone can see it, I twisted my ankle.”

“I’m sorry Tess; it was supposed to be a fun day. But now your cold and hurt.” He said setting my foot down gingerly. 

“That’s okay just help me home oaky?” he piggy backed me all the way back to his house and set me down outside. I sat there quietly and felt the sun light hitting my legs and the warmth spreading through me. He emerged a second later with a bottle of spring water and a white towel. He walked over to me and handed me the bottle.

“Am I suppose drink this or just hold it?” I asked.

He walked behind and put the towel on my head and rubbed it. He suddenly stopped and tied my hair into a ponytail.

“Now where was it you needed to go? Home, right?” he picked me up again.

“Aren’t you … tired?”

“I am… but I did cause you to hurt yourself.”

“You didn’t so?”

“So I feel the need to make it up to you.” I lifted my legs up a bit and pointed to my scratches. He didn’t reply. I put my head sown on the back of his shoulders. When we got to my house I pressed the buzzer.

“Tess you’re back…” my mum started.

“Hi, Mrs Shinata, can I come in?” Thomas asked patiently.

“of course, come on in.” she said uncertainly.

“I’m gonna need a medical box, do you have one?” Thomas asked walking into the living room and settling me down on the sofa.

“..c..Course we do, are you guys hurt? What happened?” my mother asked concern creeping to her brows. She went and came back into the living room with our big green medical box. Thomas took it without answering. He knelt down before me opening a bottle of TCP antiseptic and pouring some on a cotton pad.

“This might sting a little.” He said in a low voice, he pulled my left leg onto his thighs and rubbed the damp cotton onto my scratches and did the same for my right leg. He rubbed gently over he taped a pad onto the surface of my ankle and wrapped it in a bandage.

“There, all done don’t move around too much, but don’t stay still too much and do nothing- in other words don’t overdo yourself.” Thomas said standing up. He handed the medical box to my surprised mother.

“You are very skilled aren’t you?” I said to him. He didn’t reply but gave a small smile. I looked at my mum and she went out, excusing us.  

“What’s up?” I asked, gee, he changed quickly. He came over.

“I just wanted to get you alone”

“For what?”

“For this…” he whispered into my ear, his breath warming the hair on my neck, sending tingling sensations down to my toes. He moved to face me and…. Kissed me.

All the adjective in the world couldn’t describe the way I’m feeling right now. He pulled back to look at me for any protest. When I didn’t show any, he kissed me again less hesitantly. He pulled away smiling. 

“Bye” he said and walked out, not long after I heard the front door close.

“Honey, what happened? How did this happen? Did he hurt you?” mum said rushing in. I licked my lips the taste of him still faintly there, tasting of black coffee and something I just couldn’t put my finger on, it was just so…..him.