THE TUNNEL

CUTE

" OH no, the bus must have already left!"

Universe panicked, picking up her slightly cracked phone and trying to find her way back.

It seemed she had forgotten the presence of the male behind her and all that was on her mind was to leave the creepy tunnel.

" Where are you going?"

The male asked, calmly whilst he did not move an inch from the wall.

" T-to find a way out "

She sadly muttered as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.

What if she never sees her auntie again.

She will be so worried.

" Come here "

The boy ordered bluntly offering his hand to her.

And he had never done that to anyone before.

Hesitantly, she approached him and placed her hand on his before flinching at the feeling of a stinging sensation on her palm.

Corey noticed and observed her palm with a blank face.

" I think you scratched yourself somehow "

He muttered as he took out his handkerchief and wrapped it around her palm, delicately.

" There "

Sniffing, the naive girl looked up to him with a blush.

" A-aren't you gonna kiss it?"

She muttered shyly.

Arching a brow, the boy's eyes flashed with amusement.

" Kiss it?"

" Y-yeah. My auntie says w-we should always kiss boo boo's after treating them to make them feel better "

She explained, beaming at the mention of her aunt.

Without breaking eye contact, the boy slowly raised her small hand towards his mouth and placed a kiss on it.

" Satisfied?"

He asked and she puffed out her cheeks, trying not to blush.

" So tiny.."

He groaned, sizing her up.

With her 5'4 and his 6'7 height, it felt like he could crush her if he wanted to.

But just like everyone else.

He was also affected with her seeping innocence.

" Now let's go find a way out "

He said, never letting go of her hand.

Hand in hand, they walked the opposite direction of where they entered through.

The sound of her phone going off with a warning of only 5 bars left had her blushing in embarrassment.

Corey chuckled lowly at that with a shake of his head and continued walking.

" I h-have only five bars left "

She pouted while he looked down at her before quietly taking out his iphone from his pockets and turning on the phone torch.

Unlike her, he had 96 bars left. Apart from the fact that he only picked important calls, he never used his phone for anything else.

" W-we have the same phone "

She beamed and he glanced at her again.

" Cute "