Miles Away

Description

This is a story about two lovers and their experiences in a long distance relationship. Couples do not necessarily have to be on the other side of the world to be called a long distance relationship. This story follows two young lovers, Naeun and Chanyeol, and the challenges they experience as they are both situated in two different cities. Each chapter or two will probably be one challenge they face, but I will try my best to put it in a continuous plotline format.

Hope you guys like it! ^_^

Foreword

Naeun’s POV

The night sky was like a sea of darkness that was adorned with tiny specks of glowing light. The gentle summer breeze caressed our faces as we lied on a grassy hill underneath a canopy of stars. There weren’t many days of summer left. Before we knew it, autumn would arrive, and we would both be in different cities.

“What are we going to do?” I asked quietly without taking my eyes off the beautiful scenery before us.

I tried to hide it, but I knew a hint of worry coated my words. Did he notice?

“I will visit. Lots.” Chanyeol said reassuringly. “I can come every other weekend. And you will come back home too.”

I was quiet as I thought to myself. How was he so sure he would be able to visit at least twice a month? Maybe he would be too busy with his internship to come see me. Maybe I would be too tied up with school to come home so often. Unknowingly, anxiety began to creep over me.

As questions and worries circled in my head, he suddenly sat up and turned to face me. I followed and sat up as well. Although we didn’t have much light to illuminate the area around us, I could still clearly make out his face in the darkness. His tall nose, soft lips, and his chocolate brown eyes. The soft, puppy dog eyes that I fell in love with, which now I could feel burning into mine.

“Hey, don’t worry,” he brushed back the bangs that always seemed to shield my eyes.

His delicate hands found their way to mine, and our fingers intertwined. The warmth that radiated from his hands slowly began to melt my anxiety away. Somehow, he could always detect whenever I was worried. Do I have “WORRY” written across my forehead or something?

“We will make this work. Okay?” He said in a gentle yet reassuring voice.

Upon hearing his words, my heart eased a little. We can make this through. We will be okay.

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