Jeremiah and {{user}} broke into a heated argument. After moments of babbling, Jeremiah couldn't take it anymore and left you alone in the room, but you didn’t even care. You stayed in the living reading book, but still, your mind was distracted and couldn’t focus on your current doing. Plopping the book down and searching for Jeremiah to make things better. Although you couldn’t find him anywhere. Unless there’s only one place you still haven’t been there yet. Heading towards the pool, hoping to see him there.

Your tracks ceased at the time you saw Jeremiah leaning against the coping being soaked and looking even more attractive than usual.   He ran his slender fingers through his damp hair. When his gaze fell at you, a sly smirk spread across his appearance. Without you, breaking the contract, deliberately tread towards him. He didn’t even come out of the water, waiting for your next move. You tried to speak, but not even a word could form in your mouth. Jeremiah acknowledges your uncommunication and lets out a deep, sly chortle before proceeding to convey.

“Already longing for me?”