Luccane
Chapter 9: Paars en Rood

"If purple is your favorite, then red is a symbol of my feelings for you. I hope you like me like you like that purple rose" Luccane said with a serious look while clasping my left hand.

My blood rippled so hard that it succeeded in making all the Roman fur all over my body brim. My heart was pounding violently, pumping blood all over my body in a hurry.

For some reason my feelings this time were so intense, it was so unusual for my two neutrals to be looking at a pair of charming Luccane blue obsidians.

Highlight Luccane's eyes as he looked at me looking so tenderly loving, as if pulling my attention away from turning his gaze in the other direction.

Unfortunately I felt my eyes completely locked by his gaze which made my heart melt like a heated chocolate.

"Then can I choose both? I really like this purple rose and I like you, just like I love this beautiful purple rose" I said as I was, following what my heart had always denied.

I don't care what it's going to be like if I love Luccane who's obviously not a human being, but I can't keep lying to my feelings.

No matter how I look for the answer, my heart still says that it chose Luccane sincerely for no fundamental reason.

As hard as I tried to stop thinking about how I felt about Luccane, everything still felt in vain making me want to not admit my feelings like this like a person who has lost his sanity.

Am I sane to love a ghost like Luccane? Of course I'm not sane, aren't I?

"Yes. You can have both of them, me or this purple rose" whispered Luccane right next to my right ear.

Now Luccane was sitting right in front of me, on the sofa with a soft look that seemed to crave me.

I nodded in understanding, letting Luccane further slash the distance between us.

Luccane clutched me tightly, bringing him into his arms that I find so difficult to describe in words.

The warmest and most comfortable hug I've ever felt in my entire life, feels a lot different than any hug I've ever felt before.

A few moments passed until Luccane finally relaxed his embrace, looking back at me as quietly as the lake water.

He lifted my chin using his index finger "can I do it?"

Without a second thought, just by going against him I was sure to nod my assent to him.

"Thank you," whispered Luccane within a short distance to a inch from my face.

I closed my eyes while Luccane slowly erased the distance between the two of us.

For the next second I could feel a soft and supple thing but it was sweet to take a sip of my lips.

It felt so intoxicating, that I felt my knees go weak and lose all their strength so that I could no longer support my body weight.

My blood rippled violently, along with the pounding of my heart that was getting crazier.

My whole body was warming up like I was getting a fever, but I chose not to care about it and enjoyed every touch Luccane gave me.

The distinctive fragrance of Luccane that greeted my sense of smell also did not escape making me more and more fall into the charm of the handsome ghost, yes, my defense finally can only get here.

Luccane took off his pagutan, wiped my lips with his thumb then.

"thank you for returning my feelings."

Oh, Luccane... Can I live quietly after this?

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The vast horizon today looks bright blue, although I can see some small, slightly gray cloud spots.

Considering it was already Thursday, I had just returned from the market to buy the materials I needed for the new student orientation event that would be held in a few days.

Although I live not far from downtown Bandung, but somehow the residential area where I live has many empty old houses with Art Deco architectural style typical of the Dutch era.

And again, the housing complex where I live is also quite quiet unlike other parts of Bandung as long as I observe it while walking around.

Arriving at the courtyard, I parked my motorbike and carried my very carefully packed grocery bag into the living room.

"Where are you from?" asked Luccane who had just popped his nose from his room.

Yes, the room was indeed locked only he could get in and out of there by breaking through the door. Ghost mah free.

"As you can see, Mr. Luccane, I just got home shopping from the market" I replied with a forced smile, sorting out my groceries according to their respective categories.

"I'm sorry..."

I immediately raised my head, looking at the ghost youth with a puzzled look.

Why did he apologize when he did nothing wrong?

"I'm sorry that I couldn't hold your hand while I was outside, sorry that we couldn't date normally like the other couples out there." Luccane said as he looked at the floor.

Yeah, his feet don't even tread on the ground.

I could have gone for a walk with Luccane like a couple in general, but if we joined hands that were visible in the eyes of others it was just me walking alone holding the air.

Love is complicated but foolishly I enjoy the vast differences between me and Luccane.

"Foolish, I just love you. So why do you think of such complicated things? Just walk if you really love me," I said don't want to bother.

After all, it was already my own choice to go through this relationship with Luccane.

He could come into contact with me alone it felt like it was more than enough, why would I think of such painful things?

Luccane inched closer to me, he then sat cross-legged in front of me who was still busy sorting out my groceries.

"Why do you like me so much?"

I frowned. "it's because you liked me first. If you were alive I would have contacted both of my parents to marry me to you."

Luccane grimaced funny. "if time could turn back and then I could go back to being a human who could marry you, I would definitely feel very happy."

"Luccane?"

"Yes? What's up?"

I looked straight at the young man.

"just love me in your own way.don't think of unnecessary things like that."

Luccane gently rubbed the top of my head.

"all right if you ask for it, let's live our relationship lovingly!"

Behind my wide nod and smile after hearing Luccane's words of determination, I secretly thought about what I called unnecessary.