Bumaba ang tingin niya roon, sa isang iglap ay mabilis niya iyong nakuha. Tinanggal niya ang pagkakuyom 'non, maingat at mabagal. Am I slowly coming to that point, Hell? You against me or maybe... you before me?

"Nasabi sa akin nina Aleana, lalabas daw kayo bukas..." Doon lang ako natigil, nanatili ang hawak nito sa akin at hinayaan ko lang siyang paglaruan ang kamay. "I won't come with you but please come home," Tumango ako.

"I'll come home immediately," I assured him, hindi ko pa alam kung anong balak. I'll just text them later. "You don't have plans?" He shook his head, so he'll be here the whole day. Parang ayaw ko na ring umalis.

"Shall I drive you? Saan daw?" Ngumuso ako, ni hindi ko nga alam na sinabi na pala nila sa iyo. Mukhang hindi na talaga kayang maghintay ng mga 'yon!

In the end, I called Sari. She told me we can just meet each other in their pastry shop, it's our usual hang-out place. Sinabi ko iyon kay Hell, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Where do tou expect me to go anyways?" I asked, umayos ako ng upo at tinanggal ang suot na coat at necktie. I'm only wearing my sleeves now. "When I turn eighteen, I'll be wasting myself in every bar here in Manila." Tumatango-tango pa ako sa plano na iyon.

Tumaas ang kilay niya at umiling. "When Hell turns Heaven, by then you can drink..." I smirked, then what if you're heaven for me? All the synonymous words of equanimity, burn all the dictionaries if it can't give the best appellation to describe you.

"I'm certain of that," You can be heaven, I think. The abode of God and all saints, in a human form.

Mabilis na naglaro ang dalawang kamay ng orasan at isang gabi na naman ang lumipas. It's one normal night out of all a hundred nights we spent together in this home. As the sun rose, I immediately get up. He was still asleep when I get up from the bed.

I did my morning routine, nang lumabas ako sa banyo ay tulog pa rin ito. Nauna na akong bumaba at tumuloy sa kusina. I tried making the coffee Hell made the last time, nahihiya akong magpatimpla sa kanya.

Naupo ako sa tabi ng sink habang tahimik na humihigop, gumuhit pa ang init sa aking lalamunan ngunit hindi ko na naman nakuha ang gustong lasa. I've been making this one for a couple of days now, since I've tasted it. I continue sipping it, kaysa naman itapon ko.

The thoughts of what we talked about last night creep on me. Gusto ko ang desisyon na iyon, ngunit para sa akin ay isa rin iyong sugal. People can connect the dots upon hearing it, but then just like what he said, people always conclude things differently. They can't stain us unless we let them.

I shrugged that thought off, it's not helpful for a wonderful day. I began cooking our breakfast, spam and a sunnyside-up egg are enough, I told myself.

"Good Morning," Lumipad ang tingin ko sa kapapasok pa lang, he's done taking a bath.

His hair is damp, and his afterbath scent immediately filled the whole kitchen. His natural aroma is enough to make someone tremble, now, his afterbath minty scent is just enslaving.

"Morning," Bati ko pabalik at ibinalik ang tingin sa palayok. Inilipat ko sa platong may tisyu ang mga sliced ham.

I saw him in the side of my eyes, making his coffee. I watched him do it, the mixture of steamed milk and double shot expresso and the way he stir it was perfect. Or maybe, just for me.

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