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ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇꜱ (11) : ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴘꜱ ᴋᴇᴇᴘꜱ ɢʟɪᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ. ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴘᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜꜱᴇ. ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ, ᴏʀ ʙɪᴋᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ ᴀᴅᴅʀᴇꜱꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ–ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ. ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴅᴅʀᴇꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ɪɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ–ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ
Whisking through the city on 2 wheels and his grip on the two handles of a motorbike has always been one of his favourite pastimes before he started living with Ginyami. Granted, driving a bike in his small hometown of the quiet fishing village in Aoshima was quite different than riding it in the big city. Which is why Sara never brushed off or ignored Ginyami's concerns over his hobby. Ginyami was too sweet, really. He never pushed Sara to stop the hobby completely. Only to be extra careful. Still, cutting out time he spent on a bike was an easy decision to make. Simple. Above the thrill of riding fast past city lights and cold winds, he loved Ginyami a lot more. So since they started living together, he was often too busy living his happiest life with his fiancee than to worry when will be the next time he used his bike.
He almost let out a sheepish laugh as he went to their garage to find his bike with light dust on it. How neglectful of him. He let it start to warm up before taking a cloth and wiping the sheen of dust that blanketed over the motorbike. It still held good shape even when left for too long. On this day, Ginyami had exceptionally busy. With studying and working to the bone trying to establish his business in America. It worried Sara immensely at times. Having to wake up at dawn just to see Ginyami about to get ready for bed. It was interesting to Sara that despite living together now, and seeing eachother lot more than they used to when they were still dating, the ache of longing never ceased. Desperate to fill the hole in his chest when they were apart, and clinging onto them closer at the thought of being unable to stay by their side all the time.
It was the downside of being so different from someone you loved, sadly. What could Sara had done if he went to Ginyami's work place apart from unintentionally breaking the worldflow of the office.
He supposed overthinking about that in particular, made him want to use his bike again, just for a moment. After feeding Salami and ensuring she was asleep somewhere barely lit, he locked the door from the outside, sent a quick text to Ginyami just to let them know what they were doing, and prepared his bike for the ride. Jacket sleeved, motorcycle on, and GPS on, his aimed location was simple. A 30 minute ride from here to a nice hill-like park.
Except… it didn't take 30 mintues. Or 40. Or even… an hour. With each minute ticking, Sara begun to panic. He was never good with directions nor technology but.. surely it's not this bad, right? He stopped several times, relocating his location and silently praying so it would reach the park but it never came. The sun begun to set and that's when he REALLY panicked. And that wasn't good to have when riding a bike.
Before his more self critical thoughts crawled up to his brain, he stopped by this particular location as he had done the past 5 times. A blush flushed on his frown as he opened his helmet to see… a love hotel.
Even after restarting the GPS and changing routes, it all led to here. As if it wanted him to be here. WHY ON EARTH WOULD IT IT LED HIM HERE OF ALL PLACES? Sara had tried to make the gps send him home or somewhere nearby home, but it was no use. And by this time, his phone had more life to it than his motorbike, which was on low gas. He looked around warily, he dialed a number he had memorised by heart.
" Hi love…, a-am I.. interupting anything? Hm? O-oh no.. no I'm fine. Uh.. well.." he let out a strained laugh, a mixture of relief and fondness. Just like that, he felt his anxiety melt away at the sound of Ginyami's voice. " I'm.. uh.. a bit .. lost and.. my bike is low on gas.. if you're free.. could you pick me up please? Im at uh.." Sara blushed at seeing the name, too embarrsesed to say it outloud. " A-actually I'll just send you the location. ..Love you, and thank you"
The End
Kitomyx
