A Bizarre Kind Of Love (LGBT) COMPLETED

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**Gianni Bien's POV

"What did my parents say?" Lumapit agad ako kay Farrah ng lumabas ang mga ito mula sa office ni Dad. Mom whispered something to Dad causing him to look at me and shake his head. I eye them curiously as they walk away. My mother ships me and Farrah so badly. I sometimes wonder, is she forgetting the major detail that I got out from her womb as a girl?

Farrah smiled at me at parang excited pang nilapitan ako. I sort of open my arms for her, half expecting that she will hug me but then she stopped midway and I saw her eyes twinkle. I awkwardly placed one hand on my pocket and the other to the back of my head.

Silly me.

"Nagpasalamat sila dahil nakita ko daw ang ginawa ng Tito mo. At tska..."

"At tska?" Uh oh, they better not scare Farrah off.

"Uhm-- ipropromote daw ako ng Daddy mo." My eyes went wide and jumped a little. She laughed at my reaction.

"That's great! You deserve it, Farrah." Tinapik tapik ko ang balikat nito, more like I was petting her. Again, talk about me being awkward. She looked at me weirdly.

"At..." Oh, there's more? Tahimik lang akong nakatitig kay Farrah. "....Gian, gutom na ako." My lips broke out into a smile.

"Shoot, I forgot it's already past 12. Tara sa baba." I took her hand absentmindedly with mine. Napatingin ako sa kanya kung kakawala ba ito pero parang wala siyang balak dahil na rin siguro ay masaya ito sa sinabi ni Dad at hindi na nito ininda pa.

We both went to our kitchen pero wala kaming nadatnan na pagkain. Nahihiyang napatingin ako kay Farrah, "Do you mind waiting for a little while?" I folded my sleeves up. Feeling chef kuno. But in reality, maglalakad lang ako papunta sa likod para hanapin ang mga katulong namin. Nahanap ko ang mga ito na busy sa mga gawaing bahay, "Did you guys cooked for lunch?" Our two maids turned to me.

"Naku po, Sir Gian. Hindi po kami nakapagluto dahil bilin po ng Mommy niyo ay walang kakain dito ng pananghalian." Pinunasan nito ang kamay niya at iniwan na ang ginagawa.

"Si Mommy Flor?"

"Nakita ko po itong kasama ni Ma'am Hillary lumabas ng bahay kanina, Sir." I simply nodded my head. "Pero magluluto na lang po ako, Sir Gian."

"No, it's fine. Ako na lang ang magluluto. You must be tired anyways. Thank you." Ngumiti ako sa mga ito ang naglakad na pabalik.

Pursing my lip, thinking. Magpapaka-feeling nanaman ako.

"Don't tell me ikaw magluluto?" Farrah raised her eyebrow at me looking amused.

"You have no choice but to eat whatever I'm going to cook." Which is nothing.

"Ah nakalimutan ko mayroon pala..."

"Marunong akong magluto, Farrah. Umupo ka nga lang dian." Natatawa kong sabi ng patayo na ito sa kinauupuan niya. She laughed at me at tumango na.

So, anong una kong gagawin?

Ano nga ba ang alam kong lutuin? None. Aside from putting leafy veggies and dressing for my diet remedies aka salad, there's nothing more. Farrah is slim and sexy which gives me the idea that she is maybe cautious with her figure.