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SHE GAZES in the mirror at her seductive appearance. The satin, beaded sangria-colored dress drapes Nari's figure as the black heels cling to her feet. Delicate crystals adorn her ears as she slides a few rings and bracelets to complete her look.
She shoots a text to her friends signaling that she's on her way before grabbing her purse. Nari walks around her apartment doing a quick check before she's startled.
Her head whips around as her bag escapes her hand as she is spooked at the sudden knock on her door. "For fuck's sake," she mutters with a scowl snatching her bag and placing it on the nearby marble counter. She grabs the doorknob to find the source of the scare she was treated to.
Her eyes grow cold as her gaze sharpens, her mood sours instantly at the sight of his face. "What are you doing here?"
Dean faces the unhappy woman feeling all his previous courage vanish at the sight of her rigid posture. "I-I want to talk. You won't answer my calls, so I thought I should come see you," he clears his throat trying to rid the anxiety from his voice.
Hearing her scoff his eyes find her eyes rolling unimpressed at the gesture, "How sweet." Yet, Dean can tell she didn't mean it. He can tell she wants to see him walk away so she can enjoy her night. Seeing her attire, Dean can only imagine the events she and her friends have planned for the young night.
However, he doesn't care.
Dean doesn't want her to leave to be around other men looking as radiant as she does. He wants to grovel and earn her forgiveness, this is his chance.
Dean watches as Nari completely ignores his stare and grabs her keys and mini black purse. She heads straight toward him, so he backs away from the door and watches her lock up. He begins to gather his words but she moves past him heading for the elevators.
"Please! Nari, hear me out at least. Then you can walk away and I won't bother you ever again," he desperately calls out to her.
He watches as hope returns to him as she turns around with heaving shoulders muttering a single word, "Speak."
"When I left, I went to go meet her and we talked. And I slowly realized that she only wanted me back because," Dean stumbles as he sees her beginning to lose in the conversation. "But that's beside the point, I came back because I want you to know how much I regret what I did, How I regret leaving you like that. I shouldn't have, I was stupid."
He pauses as the hot tears cascade down his flushed face, "I betrayed your trust and I disrespected you. You stuck by me knowing it was risky... you loved me. And I... love you."
Nari stares at him with quivering pupils, "Do you know how awful that felt? Watching you run to her without a second thought? You know the night you called me and asked me to come over when she came over? My ex called me right after and asked me to go to him. And I said no because I knew you were waiting for me."
Dean's jaw drops as he feels instantly guiltier. He cautiously walks toward her, watching the first tear roll down her perfectly painted face. Dean's hands softly grasp her chilly arms as she trembles. "You don't know how much that shit hurt when you couldn't do the same for me."
"I-I didn't know that," he meekly responds as she rolls her eyes.
"That was the fucking point... because I thought I found something better," Nari softly speaks taking a short breath.
"But I can still be that! I can be that, just take me back and I can be that for you," he says gripping her a little harsher as he grows more desperate.
Her head droops as she takes a moment. Everything between them was great before he slipped up. But there is the aching feeling of him perhaps breaking her trust again. But somehow it seems worth it.
"You better be glad you're so cute," she sniffles as she offers him a small smile stepping fully into his arms.
Dean's heartbeat fastens as he cups her chin, "You won't regret this."
"I better not," Nari breathlessly mutters, her breath hitching as she leans in, her lips capturing his.
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