Havana and Mathis walked together towards the loft she lived in. The kitten in Havana's crocheted bag, being carried gently towards her new home.
"We should all have a barbecue!" Havana suggested as she took out her keys. "You don't live far from here right...actually I've taken you away from almost your whole day I'm so sorry." She gushed, suddenly feeling guilty.
Mathis smiled at her, thinking that she was actually pretty cute. Mathis has originally thought that Havana might not have such a...intellect that she does. Thinking that she was maybe shallow and the personality she showed was fake but it was all natural.
She opened the door and let him inside, "I'll be right back...I think Dante's still asleep. She whispered to him, standing on the tips of her toes, into his ear. Mathis nodded, smiling at her and shaking his head.
"Who knows how Dante deals with that one." He muttered as she rushed to the bathroom with all Kona's goodies.
Mathis walked over to their kitchen. Deciding he'd put away the groceries. He looked up as he heard footsteps from the stairs. "What the hell are you doing here?" Dante asked with his signature smirk. His dirty blonde hair a mess, his shirt off and his sweatpants on.
Mathis smiled back at his old friend. His best friend. The two men had been friends ever since they were born. Well, Dante was five years older than Mathis who was 25. They had grown up together either way, Mathis had skipped two grades in grade school so he's been a year behind Dante in school.
"Hello to you too jackass." Mathis said, keeping his smile. They were polar opposite, other than the fact that they were both sarcastic and both didn't want to be in long term relationships. Mathis was always the good boy. While Dante was the bad boy that every girl craved.
Mathis got his fair share, but Dante was always ahead. Not that Mathis cared, he was never jealous of Dante.
"Where's my girl?" Dante asked, helping out with the groceries.
His girl, Mathis repeated in his head. His eyes flickered over to the bathroom. "I believe she went to the bathroom. I'm surprised you let her go to the market by herself...or did you piss on her beforehand?" Mathis asked, holding in his laugh. Dante flipped his friend off, biting back his own laugh.
"Fuck off. I don't need to do that now, she knows who she belongs to." Dante said cooly, obviously not hearing the wrong in what he just said.
Mathis blowed out a puff of air, he was surprised. Both because he's never seen Dante be so serious about something, and because he noticed Dante doesn't know he's creating a toxic relationship. "And another thing, what took you both so long?" Dante asked, the two men's eyes clashing.
"Dante." The smooth sweet voice rang out, they looked away from each other and towards the girl. Her big brown eyes shined, but then shrunk as she let out a big wide smile. Mathis observed as Dante smiled back, He cupped her freckles spotted face.
"Hello angel. What are you up too?" He greeted, playfully
"Nothing much. Mathis and I bumped into each other at the market." Her eyes looked behind her lover and to Mathis who awkwardly looked away.
"Mathis do you mind having lunch with us? It's okay if you wanna go home, it's been a long day."
Mathis wondered, something rude but relevant, how did someone so vanilla like Havana end up with Dante? He watched as Dante wrapped his arms around her as he was now standing behind her, his chin resting against her small shoulder. "Just stay, I'll help...monitor your cooking." Dante added, smirking at his best friend.
Mathis rolled his eyes, "Sure, it's not a problem." Havana smiles.
"Good, you won't be pathetically laying around your house waiting for the hospital to call." Dante said as he walked over to the fridge grabbing two beers and handing one to Mathis.
Havana snuck away and back to her kitten. She locked the door and almost died as she looked at her precious new baby. "I love you so much." She whispered as she scooped up Kona into her hands.
Havana left twenty minutes later, the two guys barely noticing she left. "Should we start cooking?" She announced, coming up to Mathis who was on the couch with Dante watching something on the television.
"Of course." Mathis stood up and the two walked over to the kitchen. Dante's watchful eyes never really leaving them.
"I have a small confession," Havana started off as she put on an apron she found in a thrift store, covering her dress from the ingredients they'll be using. "I barely know how to cook."
Mathis let out a loud bark of laughter, tears almost spilling from his eyes. "Then what are you doing here, Miss Sanchez?" He asked calmly, questing down his laughter as he watched Havana marrow her eyes on him.
"I said barely meaning I can but not really. Just be patient I'll show you my maximum skills!" Havana handed Mathis a extra apron she had hanging around. He accepted it gratefully and the two began working on the dish they decided with the nagging from Dante.
The trio ate together, well more like Dante was on the phone having a serious conversation that Havana was trying her best not to listen in on.
"I'll go wash the dishes." Havana offered as she picked up the plates that had been cleaned off.
She placed the dirty dishes inside the sink. Gently taking off her ring and putting it up on the shelf. She began to scrub the plates with the soapy sponge.
Havana couldn't busy herself any longer. Mathis has already left back home as well. Kona was asleep in her little bed after eating a little. Dante was still on the phone, looking annoyed and stressed.
She had taken a shower and gotten dressed for bed. By that time Dante was finished. Standing up and putting away his things. Dressed to leave, keys in his hand.
Havana saw this coming, it was too good to be true. She was lost in this dream land for too long. He's stayed with her for two weeks, so it was bound to happen.
"You're leaving?" It wasn't that much of a question, but she still felt the need to ask. Her eyes avoiding contact. Dante did the same, trying to ignore the pull he felt when he was near her. The force that made him what to stay there with her.
"Yes, and I'll be gone for quite sometime. There's matters with Kiki's family that I have to deal with in Japan." Dante's words held a hot iron clasp around her throat, so much so she felt like crying.
The peace she had when he was with her, was being taken away once again. This only reminded her once again, that he was never hers from the start. He wasn't even Kiki's...He was nobody's. Something that could never be claimed.
Havana leaned against the doorframe, Dante looming over her. "I love you, don't take this thing off. I'll be back before you know it." He grabbed her hand, kissing it gently.
His heart hurt, it always did when he had to say goodbye. He loved her, he truly did. He had strong hope though, that in another lifetime they'll be a complete normal couple. He wouldn't be a rich man with issues, he'd be a man that actually deserved Havana.
He clenched his jaw as she pressed her body against his, her warm loving arms enveloping him into a hug. His fingers lost themselves in her hair as he held her closer, breathing in her scent. "Okay. I love you too. Be safe. Call-text me when you land, Okay?" Her big brown eyes were filled with worry.
Her fingers graced his cheek, brushing along his jaw. They stay like this for awhile, in each other's arms. "Be a good girl for me Angel. Don't miss me too much." He kisses the fresh mark that he had placed on her nape just minutes ago.
She nodded her head, simply watching as he left.
I don't know if I like this chapter or not, haha. But it had to be done in order to progress. a little hint but, it all goes downhill from here hahaha. hope you guys had a good weekend! and hope you guys liked the chapter.