pov — headlights and runways (part 87) it wasn't an easy talk, that much i can say. kung mahirap sa akin marinig 'yon, i can only imagine how much harder it was for him to say it all out loud. i'm still processing everything. it was messed up, the manipulation, the cruelty of it all. it was complicated and unfair. and i couldn't imagine what jeremiah had to carry alone, keeping all of this to himself. carrying the weight of the lies alone, bearing the accusations, while knowing the truth the whole time. i still have my doubts. i still have my what ifs. hindi 'yon maiiwasan. uncertainty doesn't just disappear just because someone tells you the truth. pero... i want to trust him. i'm choosing to. para kaming parehas nakahinga nang maluwag matapos ang usapan na 'yon. something inside me became lighter, and i missed him so much we ended up cuddling on the sofa. mahigpit ang yakap niya sa akin habang nakaupo ako, his head resting on my chest. his breathing steady, like he's finally at peace. parehas kaming tahimik, both just basking in each other's presence. like after everything—the distance, the doubt, the lies. sa wakas, nakauwi na kami sa isa't isa. ang dami naming pinagdaanan. from the issues that brought me home, and now this. us trying to rebuild. trying again. and for the first time in a long time, i felt like maybe, we were going to be okay. bahagya akong gumalaw, but the moment he felt my movement, mas lalong humigpit ang yakap niya. like he was afraid i'd slip away. my heart softened at that. this is the side of him only i could see. the vulnerable part. para siyang batang sabik, clinging to something precious, terrified of losing it. though i get it. matapos ang lahat—him chasing me, trying so desperately to make me understand his truth... it's only fair that he'd be this afraid. at gano'n din naman ako. we'd already lost each other once. i couldn't bear to lose him twice. "can you stay the night?" he murmured, bahagya siyang bumangon para titigan ako. i smiled softly at him, brushing my hand against his hair. "i wasn't planning on leaving," i said. he sighed, ibinaon ang mukha niya sa leeg ko, breathing me in. "i missed you so much." i kissed his hair, hugging him tighter. "i missed you." pinatakan niya ako ng halik sa leeg, sa panga, sa pisngi, almost touching my lips. each kiss is tender, asking permission. "pwede ko bang gawin 'to?" he asked in between kisses. i closed my eyes, feeling every touch of his lips. i nodded. then he kissed my nose, and when i opened my eyes, he was looking right at me. "i don't know what i would've done if i lost you completely," he whispered. i reached for his jaw, holding him gently. "i'm sorry," i said quietly. "i should've set my pride aside from the start. i should've listened to you." umiling siya, his head tilting to my touch. "i can't blame you." "nagalit sa'yo si papa..." he smiled slightly. "he was, muntik niya na akong bugbugin." napanguso ako ro'n. "that's not good. kahit gaano pa siya kagalit, he shouldn't have resort to violence..." he looked at me with amusement. "baby, kung ako rin naman ang nasa position niya at niloko ang anak ko, i'd do the same." bahagya kaming natahimik do'n. bumaba ang tingin ko, but he tilted my chin up back to him. "if it were our kid, i'd probably do so much worse," he said in a low voice. nanlaki ang mata ko at nag-init ang pisngi. "quit joking around," i said, trying not to smile. he let out a low chuckle. "sino bang nagsabing nagbibiro ako?" niyakap niya ako ulit. "that is, if you want that. if you want this with me." i bit my lip. bakit biglang napunta sa ganito ang usapan? "of course i do," ani ko. "pero kung sakaling... umayaw ako, won't you be disappointed?" kumunot ang noo niya, brushing hair away from my face. "never. it's your body, your choice. baby, masaya na ako sa'yo pa lang. whether we have kids or not, you're enough for me." — [ #jeo #jeoong #jeremiahong #ongfam #fyp ] - @maevefic