Not Me : 🎨 Yok's Tapestry 🔻this Is Not a Yok/Dan story🔻

Four 🎨

A second dinner with Finn. Was I making progress or what. In truth, he didn't come for me, still it's with me he's having coffee with at the end of the evening.

The house Mae and I had settled on years ago, was a modest double storey building. Two rooms, lounge area and a kitchen downstairs, two bedrooms and bathroom upstairs.

Mae didn't like stairs so we converted the downstairs room into a bedroom for her and added an *ensuite. The second room I turned into my business area. I divided the space into a waiting area and studio and added a bathroom for clients to use.

This section had it's own entrance and a security door which led to rest of the house. A door which we kept locked as the lounge area and Mae's room was right next door.

My bedroom was upstairs. I used the other as an office and as Mae had an ensuite, I mainly used the upstairs bathroom by myself. My trip to work was merely a stroll downstairs, via the kitchen for breakfast with Mae.

I never considered having another partner after Dan and this was how I was prepared to end my days. Mae's comfort being my only concern.

Tonight though, sitting here in the tiny garden area I had created for Mae, I hoped Finn wasn't feeling uncomfortable knowing my mother was literally a stone's throw away. We wouldn't want him thinking I'm a mamma's boy.

We sat sipping coffee on a garden swing for two. Summer has this area fragrant with jasmine and honeysuckle but rainy seasons, had it sprouting more greenery than you could imagine.

Bundled under a really thick blanket, sipping coffee and swinging in the makeshift jungle felt oddly relaxing. I wasn't a garden sitting boy at all but I liked sitting here on a clear night staring at the stars and letting my thoughts wonder. Tonight I had company though, handsome company.

"Thank you again for the device. You didn't have to, although, it was very thoughtful of you." "My sister used one just like it. I wanted to do something for your Mae because she reminded of my sister. The one my sister used is probably outdated now."

He sounded so sad that I couldn't help but to ask why he sighed so when mentioning his sister. " My sister, Skye, was much younger than my phi and I. I saw how she struggled not being able hear, always being left out. Kids not understanding her and thinking she was rude not to play with them. We tried all sorts of gadgets and treatments to make things easier but it still ended with only the three of us being each other's friends."

"You seemed very close. You said your phi and you were in an orphanage. What happened to your sister. ?" The question popped out of my mouth before my brain intervened. " I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry. You don't need to answer if you don't want to. I should mind my tongue."

He was quiet for a bit before he answered. "She was killed in the same accident that took my parents. " He smiled wistfully. " I don't mind talking about her, it's just..... on rainy days like this, I miss her. " He went quiet again.

I laid my hand on his shoulder, I suppose hoping to offer some comfort, but when he turned those big round shiny eyes in my direction, I swooned.... Is that a word?

I noticed a silent lonely tear sliding slowly from his eye to his chin. So mesmerized was I that I reached out and gently wiped away that tear with my thumb. "Those soft eyes are looking into me," was my last thought before my body followed the direction of my hand and eyes.

My lips gently brushed against his. He pulled away, startled by my actions. "I'm sorry...I shouldn't have done that. Forgive me. I'm sorry. So sorry."

He looked at me for a moment. The pause felt so heavy I felt the urge to apologise again. He reached out to me suddenly. He grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me closer. "Don't be sorry. "

When his lips touched mine I felt weightless, like I was floating somewhere between heaven and earth. I swear I felt fireworks blasting in every direction. My thoughts were completely jumbled and my body reacted on its own. I heard a soft moan coming from somewhere.

Startled I realised it was coming from me. His arm slipped around my waist and my hand, held his face...... Dang, I was cursing the coffee for being in my other hand. "Should I just drop the cup, " I thought.

Reluctantly the kiss ended. He smiled again. "You're quite the kisser Khun."
My turn to chuckle, " I dabble." That drew a laugh from both of us. "Well, I don't usually kiss and run, but it's another early day for me. " He bid his farewell then.

I spent the night thinking of those eyes ....and those lips. Part of me felt guilty to Dan, like I was cheating. Part of me wondered when I'd be kissed like that again.

We'd promised to stay in touch. Only time will tell what will happen next. In the meantime, my mundane existence continued. Every day the same routine.

A week had passed by the time I realised that I hadn't heard from Finn again. "Was he perhaps angry? Did I go too far that night? Should I call him instead? Somehow I thought more of Dan this week than ever. I realised how lonely I had become. For the first time since his passing I considered my future. Would I really be spending it alone?

The following week Medusa slithered in, this time without her handsome sidekick. She showed up unannounced at my door, yet again. "You must know something. Where's Black? Was he the one who put Todd in a coma? Did you and your little gang get together and off Tawi?" The last question accentuated by her sliding her index finger across her throat.

"My gosh woman, you are a piece of work and I don't mean it in a good way. I had nothing to do with Tawi's death, neither did my friends. Dan is dead, he didn't miraculously come back from the dead and he certainly isn't an evil spirit exacting his revenge. He's as dead as dead can be. I wouldn't have suffered these last three years, missing my partner if he was alive and well." I screamed at her despite promising myself not to lose my temper in front of her. "What if he was alive, what if Danai's death was staged?" she countered.

I bunched my fingers into fists. I silently prayed"oh God, please don't let me hit this woman." As if in an answer to my prayers I heard a familiar voice.

"Sammy, I'm sorry I'm late." Finn ran up the pathway from the gate, hands folded together and bowing apologetically. "You're late " was her only response.

She turned suddenly. Stilettos clicking in the direction of the front gate. Before he ran after her Finn glanced my way and held his thumb to his ear, little finger to his chin while he silently mouth the words "call me."

I was angry, angry enough to slam the door behind them. As I flopped down on my chair though, I couldn't help but smile to myself. "I will definitely be calling you Khun Finn ...."

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*Ensuite - bathroom that immediately adjoins a bedroom and forms part of the same set of rooms.