“No,” Aiba said, frowning slightly. “Though he seems a bit distracted. Taking his phone out once in a while. And then puts it back without doing anything. Heard him mutter something about Ewoks destroying the second Death Star or something.”
Aiba shrugged as Jun looked at him. Nino’s been out of it since he came in. He had asked him if he’s still feeling under the weather due to last night or if something was bothering him, after he had spilled a carton of milk onto the floor.
“You remember Book IV ‘The Goblet of Fire’, right? Harry’s one of the Triwizard Champions too but everyone’s attention, especially Cho Chang’s, is on Cedric Diggory. Just because he’s more handsome and looks the part. Harry’s cool too, isn’t he? Even with the glasses and the hair? The most important thing is Voldemort is threatened by him!” Nino.
He stared at him for a moment and then casually excused himself to attend to non-existent customers as Nino continued to mop the spill up, seeming not to have heard him.
“Beats me,” Aiba shrugged again as Jun gave him another look. “What’s this about anyway?”
“He really didn’t tell you anything?” Jun asked again, a little bewildered at that. He would have thought he’d tell Aiba something as big as Mao moving out suddenly.
“Why? What happened?”
“What I’m about to tell you is a secret, okay? You can’t let Nino know about this,” Jun cautioned. Mao didn’t want to let Nino know where she is currently. Somehow wanting to teach him a lesson. To make him panic if she’s nowhere to be found. That is if he even cared enough was what she muttered after. No other earthling should ever hear of this. (Yes, her exact words. She’s spending too much time with Nino.) Technically, Aiba is a specie of his own. That’s what he tells himself anyway. He just had to get this off his chest.
Aiba looked intrigued. His eyes shone. “What? Tell me.”
“Mao moved out of Nino’s and is now going to live with me.”
“Vench my skug!” Aiba suddenly blurted out as if saying a curse word, staring wide-eyed at Jun.
“What was that?” Jun frowned at him.
“What?! Why??”
“It all erupted from when she accidentally broke Nino and Aoi’s mugshot,” Jun started and went on to explain the whole situation.
“Oh, okay. But what I really meant was why did she go to you?” Aiba asked in disbelief.
“What? Why? Why can’t she come to me?” Jun demanded.
“Because I’m her ‘Amoeba’.”
Jun stared at him.
“Sometimes you scare me.”
Aiba clicked his tongue. “It’s her term of endearment for me, which means she likes me better than you.”
“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“What does she call you, huh? Just Jun, right? She even calls Nino ‘Kazu’, ‘Geekus’, ‘Kazu-ki’. Even Yamashita has a nickname. All except you,” Aiba explained smugly.
“W-Wel, I- She-,” Why is he letting Aiba’s twisted sense of logic affect him? “She calls me Jun-kun!”
He narrowed his eyes as Aiba laughed hysterically.
“You know, I wouldn’t be proud of being called ‘Amoeba’.”
“Do I hear a sour grape?” Aiba chortled. “She really should have moved in with me and not with you.”
Suddenly Jun shushed him sharply. “Nino’s coming.”
He picked up his coffee and sipped it, acting non-chalant. Nino had come out of the backroom and was about to go clear up a table when he saw Jun and Aiba looking like they were arguing about something. He watched the two as he got closer. He hadn’t told Aiba anything about Inoue leaving the house. For some reason, he didn’t want him knowing because he for sure was going to make him feel guiltier about it. And maybe he thought Aiba would come swooping in to take her in before he could sort things out with her. He can’t have that!
Why?
Why? Oh, oh! Because it’s not going to lessen his guilt for making her have no place to go for all the stupid reasons. Ha-ha! That’s it. Yeah, that’s it. That’s all there is to it.
His eyes were on Jun. Inoue would probably go to him, right? Since she likes him. She’s probably moved in with him already. Probably doing summersaults in zero gravity right now. So why is Jun not telling him anything? He should be doing summersaults alongside her. He got what he wanted and he was actually the one who had pushed her to him if that were the case. He felt the frustration again.
“Oh, hey, Ni-“ he heard Jun start saying.
He took out the lightsaber behind him. (Ooooohhhmmm… Uh, no! It’s Psss-tseew!) It lighted up. Jun and Aiba’s eyes widened in fear as he brought it down, slicing the table in half.
“Hand over the Moo or say hello to my little friend!” he yelled. The lightsaber close to Jun’s neck.
He watched as they cowered before him, trying to-
“Nino! Yo, Nino! What is up with him?”
Nino’s eyes focused on Jun and Aiba giving him weirded out looks. Seems like he’d been standing there staring at them for a while. He shook his head, snapping out of it.
“Dif-tor heh smusm-“
Frack!
Jun and Aiba exchanged looks. Nino cursed under his breath and his eyes went back to them. The two blinked at him as his brow furrowed and he squinted at them.
“I think he’s doing that thing again,” Aiba said.
“The one where he thinks if he tries hard enough he can read our minds?”
“Yeah, that one. Do you think there’s a possibility Nino’s already been abducted by aliens and they switched his body for this life-like one here?”
“We may never really know. The aliens had it right when they picked him. No one would ever spot the difference. They can go on with their invasion.”
“I’m standing right here,” Nino huffed.
“I think the customers want their table cleared up, Nino.”
Gar. Jun wasn’t talking. And he couldn’t ask him. He took a glance at him before going. Or maybe Inoue didn’t go to him because there’s no way he can hide that piece of news. Unless…
“Where were we again?” Jun asked, as they watched Nino hesitantly walk away, looking back one last time.
“That Mao shouldn’t move in with you.”
“Will you let it go? Besides, you still have Sho as a housemate.”
“Well, then, can I move in too?”
“No.”
“Okay.”
“So since she’s moved in with me, there’s a bit of a problem.”
“Why? Has she taken a shower?”
“What’s that got to do anything?” Jun asked, becoming impatient.
“I heard from Nino she sometimes walks around the house with just a towel on after a shower.”
“Oh.”
Both fell silent for a while. Their brains working could almost be heard.
“That’s not it, okay?” Jun then said firmly. It’s just that from now on they’d be eating together, watching TV together, laughing together, showering togethe- Wait… Damn Amoeba!
It’s JUST THAT living with her and spending most of his time with her is going to be torture. He didn’t even realize what he felt for her will lead to him acting like this. He shouldn’t be panicking! What was the matter with him? Having her so close to him is not so bad, but on the other hand… Somehow he had the feeling she’ll never feel the same way. And it’s what’s making the situation worse.
“Dude, you are going to be living with Mao. I don’t see what the problem is. Except for the fact I should be the one in your position.”
Jun gave a frustrated sigh. “It’s just that I’ve confessed to her that I like her-“
“Spawn of a space slug!” Aiba.
“What was that again?” Frown.
"I may be spending too much time with Nino," Aiba explained.
And then yelled, “I kill you!” Jun quickly covered his mouth with a hand, whipping his head to Nino who was coming back.
“Will you keep it down!”
He gave a slight grin at Nino who frowned a bit at them. He disappeared into the back, coming back seconds later with a mop in his hand. He gave another suspicious glance at Jun and Aiba as he walked past them.
“What?! You actually confessed? I thought this wasn’t supposed to be serious. This was your plan all along?”
“No, it isn’t! I never expected this too!”
“So now what’s the problem?” Aiba said, a little miffed.
“Well…”
Aiba’s eyes lit up in understanding. “She shot you down, didn’t she?”
“Will you wipe that expression off your face?!”
Aiba continued to howl with laughter. Jun smacked him hard behind his head.
“Ow!”
“Be serious! So you see, with Mao under the same roof- Wait, Nino’s coming back again!”
Jun picked up his coffee once more, sipping it casually. He saw Nino’s frown deepen, his eyes fixed on their table as he walked by again. Jun’s eyes flicked to his side. Aiba had frozen in place with a blank stare. He gave a scowl and smacked him another time. Well, no, that wasn’t too obvious.
They didn’t see Nino dart behind the counter. He shuffled towards the end near their table, hoping to hear what they were up two. Those two were way too weird. He carefully peeked out.
“I panicked! He was right there all of a sudden!” Aiba complained, rubbing his head.
Jun saw the door to the back swing shut. “Just don’t do that again! Anyway, my concern is with Mao under the same roof, things are going to get… complicated.”
He knew it! Nino thought, giving a scowl. She went to Jun! Okay, he had no right whatsoever to get angry though. Gar. He was confusing even himself. So she went to Jun after Yamashita didn’t help, huh? Thinking back to the unpleasant phone call he had received from him. Unpleasant because Yamashita was right about his actions towards Mao.
After she had left, he had stood there looking glumly at the breakfast she had prepared for him. Trying to ignore the warm feeling that’s slowly taking over him. He knew he should go after her. It was all just a big stupid misunderstanding. He was just having one of those brain malfunctions.
Isn’t it what he wanted though? That finally he’ll have his peace and quiet back. His old life. Finally he’ll not have her hanging around to enjoy cinnamon rolls and watermelons with. To make everything more fun. To do things she normally won’t do for him. To bicker with in good fun. To smile up at him so brightly making him feel like he’s always doing something right. To- What in the moons is he thinking?!
Feeling the confusion drilling into him, he had distracted himself by putting up the new rules. He had to protect himself. Blatantly refusing to listen to his inner Yoda, who had sorta become a nag for some reason.
Must-follow-at-all-cost Rule #15: Any mention or impersonation of the landlord’s dancing is forever banned.
Must-follow-at-all-cost Rule #16: Never ever give a name to said dancing stated above.
Must-follow-at-all-cost Rule #17: Resident Inoue must sign a contract recognizing the idea of Ewoks musical as a copyright of the landlord.
Must-follow-at-all-cost Rule #18: Shall not call the landlord by any other name other than his own.
Must-follow-at-all-cost Rule #19: No Mojitos.
Must-follow-at-all-cost Rule #20: The Guitar Hero must never leave the Holy Ground a.k.a this house.
And then he remembered Inoue wasn’t there anymore to read them. He stared at the last rule he wrote. And she’s not coming back. Right? Why would she be back?
His eyes swept her now empty room. A few things were left scattered here and there; some were his things, his toys. And in the middle of the floor was Kazupi. Who looked like he had been run over by a suitcase. He picked him up, dusting him off. She can’t even look at her favourite frog now? He gave Kazupi a bop on the head. Can’t exactly blame her. He looked down at the doll for a while. His brow then furrowed at the thought that flashed in his mind.
It’s not like he wants to invite her to come back. That would be- His phone had rung. He jumped up and scrambled to his room to get it, forgetting that it wasn’t the Darth Vader theme. It couldn’t be Inoue. He ignored the sinking feeling in his stomach as he picked up. The Moo probably wouldn’t admit defeat anyway.
“This is Yamashita.”
So the Moo had gone to the Frogman-Slash-Fifi-the-Panda. That was fast. Who does she really like? Fifi or Jun? Although now is not really the time…
Fifi must have had enough of her and is now going to ask him to take her back. He’ll have to think about it. But if he insists-
“Is she back?”
Nino gave a frown. “What do you mean?”
“She called saying to pick her up coz she’s going to crash at my place but I didn’t and-“
“W-Why didn’t you?” He suddenly blurted out. Now she’s going to Jun for sure! REALLY NOT the time. He’s the one who didn’t stop her. What was he doing?
“I’m ironing my socks.”
Slight pause.
“No, seriously. Why didn’t you?”
“I think I just told you. I didn’t think she’d go back but she seems to really like your place.”
The curious feeling was surfacing in him again.
“And given she likes funny-looking things.”
“What’s that supposed to mean!”
“She sounded really upset.”
The guilt again. But more than that was the frustrating fact he was the one who had caused it. He didn’t want to see her like that.
“You do know about her issues, right?”
“Yeah…”
He knew. He definitely knew. She was sensitive when it comes to this. And yet he still let her think he didn’t want her in the house. Made her feel like she’s the worst person in the world… She just wants to be wanted… Even Yamashita had to further remind him of that.
“I never expected you to care this much,” Nino said in a careful tone.
“It’s a curse,” Yamashita replied. “And I never expected that you didn’t.”
That really didn’t help. Although he deserved that. They had hung up when Yamashita said he had to go back to his socks. He was right. But he didn’t really know what the problem is… He couldn’t understand himself… It was getting him so confused. Where did they come from? All these new feelings. All these new thoughts… He just needed things to be simple… In the end, all he could come up with was it was the fault of the Dark Side.
Yamashita’s calling him and telling him he didn’t really approve of what’s happened served its purpose. He had been debating with himself all the way to work. His mind full of thoughts of her. Should he call her? Hmm… maybe not such a good idea. She’ll have the upper hand again. But… he didn’t care. He knew he’d hurt her and just wanted to make things right with her again. The inexplicable need to do that….
But-But this is the best thing that’s happened to him. The feeling can be compared to Harry finally defeating Voldemort, the ring finally destroyed, Captain Kirk beating Spock at chess, Scully believing Mulder, and the Ewoks destroying the second Death Star!
He might have been muttering too loudly then, feeling Aiba looking at him a bit warily. So he should be pretty convinced everything happened for the right reasons. But… He had taken out his phone again. Somehow he wasn’t sure of that anymore… Aiba had been a little concerned and asked if he was okay. He didn’t know why the rivalry between Harry and Cedric came out of him.
Gar.
What was he thinking?
“What do you mean by ‘complicated’?” He heard Aiba ask.
“Well… you know… I’ve admitted my feelings and she…,” Jun scratched his head in frustration while Aiba looked at him, still not getting it. He didn’t want to always remind himself of that.
Aiba gave a frown as Jun tried to get his point across by giving him significant looks which were still not working. Nino tried to make sense of it as well from his post. He told them before they should come up with a handbook containing secret signals only they can understand if they wanted to keep things really private. Or even create a language of their own! Jun and Aiba had left him without saying a word that time. Jun’s eyes were starting to stray towards the counter and he ducked down.
“Nino’s idea before seems to really appeal to me right now,” Aiba had the same thought, as he rubbed his chin.
See? See?
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Jun gritted. How can he not get it?
“Oh. Oh.” Finally. “You’re afraid you’re going to lose control now that Mao’s going to be living with you!”
BAM!
Jun and Aiba looked around for the sudden noise. Where did that come from? Nino tried to keep his wincing and curses down as he rubbed the top of his head. He had hit the counter, jumping up in panic upon hearing Aiba’s declaration. He checked to see if there was blood.
Lose control? Lose control? What did he mean by that? Nah.. It’s probably nothing… That can’ be- Holy Sith! This is Jun! The meaning to Aiba’s words probably means the thing he truly means that means Jun means to- Okay, he is losing himself there. His head felt a little tender. Why is he slightly panicking? Slightly? Yeah, slightly.
“Why do you have to make it sound dirty?”
“What? I would think that’s what you-“
“Not in the way you think it is! Ah, forget it.”
Aiba wasn’t convinced. “Well, if you’re afraid to lose control in a not-dirty-and-totally-totally-totally-wholesome way-“
Jun’s eyes glinted dangerously at him.
“Then just go tell Nino so he can ask her to go back home.”
“I had intended to do that. But she looked really upset and didn’t want to.”
She was more than upset. The hurt he saw… It was different this time… Somehow…
Nino cast his eyes down, ringing the towel in his hands. Yeah… And it was his fault… It was worse because he knew he was definitely hurting her but he wasn’t able to stop himself… Will she be willing to come back if he went to her? Why is he thinking that now? What was he afraid of exactly? Maybe because…
“You can try convincing her.”
“I know, but when I got out of the shower this morning…”
Jun had been curious at the noise he had been hearing and as soon as he stepped out the bathroom, he had found Mao jumping up and down the couch, the Guitar Hero slung across her, singing along to a song on MTV.
“So, so what?
I’m still a rock star!
I got my rock moves!
And I don’t need yooooou!” She half-shouted at no one in particular, still bouncing.
His hands had paused in the act of drying his hair with the towel.
“And guess what!
I’m having more fun!
And now that we’re done!
I’m gonna show you that tonight-”
He knew he had been staring, slack-jawed. But… it was too cute.
“I’m alright! I’m just fine!
And you’re a fooooool-”
But somehow the lyrics seem to strike a chord in her. It felt like she had someone particular in mind while singing those lyrics. That’s it. She is pissed. No way he’d be able to talk her into anything.
“I kill you!” Aiba.
“What? What?”
“I want to see it, too,” he whined. “What was she wearing?”
“I think it was one of Nino’s Star Wars shirts and shorts.”
“Though I would imagine her in just a white dress shirt would be better,” Aiba suddenly mused. The image of Mao in just that surfacing in his mind, jumping up and down the couch.
“So, so what!
I’m still a rock star!
I got my rock mov-“
“In slow motion,” he added.
“Will you stop that!”
“Oh-ho! As if you haven’t imagined it over and over again!”
Jun looked scandalized at the unfounded accusation. Aiba raised a brow.
“Fine. If she was in my AC/DC shirt…”
A new image of Mao in his shirt, jumping up and down the couch-
“In slow motion,” Aiba interjected again.
“I got my rock moves!
And I don’t need you!
And guess what!
I’m having mor-“
Pleh-Pew-Pleh-Pleh-Pleh-Pwe-Pleh-Pleh!
Jun and Aiba looked around once more for the source of the weird noises.
Nino looked down at the dirty towel in his hand, looking a bit disgusted. He had been absently biting on it when the two had started perving on Inoue. Who knew what he had been wiping with it! He felt a gag reflex. What’s it to him anyway if they have those kinds of thoughts? It was just Inoue. It’s not as if she’s anything special that he- He stopped himself in time from biting on the towel.
“Anyway, I have to go buy lunch for Mao,” he heard Jun say as their chairs sounded.
He quickly shuffled towards the door. Jun was saying Mao was in no mood to go out and eat and he rejected Aiba’s offer of going home with him right now, much to Aiba’s dismay. The door swung shut behind him. He immediately stood up and peeked out. His eyes locked on Jun who was still talking to Aiba.
Target sighted…
Acquiring information…
Scanning image…
Checking stats…
Name: Matsumoto Jun
Height: 173cm
Weight: 58kg
Hair: A disaster.
Identity Positive.
Deet! Deet! Deet!
TERMINATE.
He shook himself mentally. He was letting his imagination run wild again. Striding over to the sink, he absently turned the faucet head and began rinsing the towel he was holding.
At least he knows she is safe. (Though a bit unsure of how safe she really is with Jun.) That she had a place to stay in. That’s good. Just swell. Though why didn’t she go to Eita or Asami even? They’re her best friends! Instead the first person she thought of was the Panda! And now Jun! Though still weirdly resenting that, all he could think about was he had to go find her. He knew where she was now. He needed to go to her. It was something he couldn’t fight. Like a command programmed in him; one he can never disobey. Why? Why is the need pushing at him?
Because… Because… he had to get his Guitar Hero back! Yeah, that’s it! The Guitar Hero. He can’t go on without that. He had a record to break! And the Sith was in the way again. And his shirt! Yeah… Those two things. He needed those back.
He needed to have the Moo- Whaaaag- Guitar Hero!
The Guitar Hero! The Guitar Hero! The Guitar He-
Gar.
**
Nino reached out and rang the doorbell. A while later, the door swung open.
“Oh, hey Jun-,” he started.
And then was met by a slamming door in his face. He blinked at it. Swearing he could hear muffled voices, some shuffling and then a door slamming. He rang the doorbell incessantly. The door opened once more and Jun greeted him, a wide grin stuck on his face.
“What are you doing here?”
Nino never ever comes to his place. Only if necessary. Their views about housekeeping is one of the main reasons. And now he was here? Does he suspect-
“I found this in the coffeeshop and was wondering if it was yours,” Nino then explained, slapping something onto Jun’s hand. “Can I have a juicebox? Kinda thirsty here.”
He invited himself in and was met with the usual sight of unparalleled mess. He gave a slight grimace, holding his tongue knowing Jun doesn’t like hearing him nag about cleaning. His eyes swept the room, trying to catch any traces of the Moo. She probably hid inside.
“What makes you think I would ever own a Green Lantern watch?” Jun asked, eyebrows raised as he held it up.
“I think something just moved over there!”
Jun rolled his eyes. “Stop thinking that. ’They’re’ not out to get you.”
He handed the watch back to Nino. “What are you really doing here?”
“I just thought the odds of you having a secret passion for superheroes were pretty good,” he shrugged, pocketing the watch.
Jun regarded him silently as he asked for a juicebox again. He was feeling a little nervous, hoping Jun doesn’t suspect anything. Jun gave a frown. It’s either Nino somehow got wind of the fact Mao’s here (which he can only blame Aiba for) or just checking to see if she could possibly be here. He obviously never intended to drive her out. What made him come here? Was it guilt or…
“Seriously, I think something’s moving over there!”
“My house isn’t that dirty enough to be able to breed mutants, okay?”
Only Nino could look slightly disappointed at that. His eyes flicked towards the closed room. What was he going to do? Why is he here? He still wasn’t clear on what his real purpose was. Is he here to apologize? To ask her back? To make sure Jun doesn’t do anything? (Somehow all these would result to her not living with Jun anymore.)
He needed to lure the Moo out first though.
“So why are you-“
“Inoue’s moved out of the house,” he blurted out.
Jun reminded himself to look surprised. So he just wanted to talk about it?
“W-What? Where is she staying right now then? Have you looked for her?”
“Nope. And I have no intention of doing that.”
“Really?”
“Yep! I’m just here to invite you to celebrate!”
Jun frowned at him. Is he serious?
“She’s finally out of my hair! Out of my life! I can breathe easily now,” Nino faked a grin. What was he doing? She should come out now and demand he take back everything he said. No movement.
“You’re really not concerned where she could be right now? What happens to her?”
“Nope! I just pity that next soul she’s found to torture. And I’m more concerned for my Guitar Hero more than anythi-“
The door to the room opened with a loud bang. Nino watched as Mao with a dark scowl on her face was staring daggers at him, holding his Guitar Hero, angrily stomping towards him.
“If you don’t get out right now, I’m going to send you back to your planet,” she warned, brandishing the Guitar Hero.
“I knew that would make you come out!” He needed to let her know those words weren’t true. “Do you intend to hide forever?”
Her eyes flashed. Those words really hurt. “You were just playing me?!”
He took an unconscious step forward. He never meant those words. “It’s your fault you hid from me!”
That sounded childish.
Mao opened and closed her mouth, agitated. “Because I didn’t want to see you! I never want to see you again! You should take a hint!”
“I-It’s not like I want to see you!”
“You obviously tried to find me! You’re here, aren’t you?” She cursed her heart that was pounding so fast. “Maybe to try to convince me to go back, huh? Well, guess what! I’m not ever going back! No matter what you say!”
What was he really doing here? She couldn’t help her thoughts. They always go towards conclusions that she knows will eventually hurt her. But she can’t help it. That part of her…
“Yeah, right and Yoda is six feet tall! I just overheard Jun and Aiba talking-“ Jun’s eyes snapped to him. “Which helps me find my Guitar Hero, okay? The Guitar Hero. Not you. Never you!”
What just came out of his mouth? Again? Why can’t he just-
Mao, glaring, pushed the Guitar Hero into his chest. Both slightly wounded from all the words.
“Take it! It’s yours!” Okay, this isn’t the time to be quoting lines from Brad Pitt movies. “Just go back to your pupa or something!”
Nino rubbed his chest, glaring back. He knew there was something else he wanted to say. But with Jun on the side, watching them slightly in confusion, it just wouldn’t come out right.
He opened his mouth. “And I’ll have that shirt too!”
There goes her Super Saiyan look again. He almost swallowed his tongue when she all of a sudden lifted her shirt up and was starting to take it off.
“What are you doing?!” he hissed, as he immediately tried to pull it back down, positioning himself to block Jun’s view of her.
He could feel Jun’s eyes involuntarily starting to wander elsewhere. Good thing she was still wearing a tank top underneath. A flimsy one at that.
“I’m giving you the shirt,” she explained flatly. Her scowl came into view again when he’d successfully tugged down the shirt.
He held it down again when she attempted another try.
“Forget it! Just keep it!” he snapped, his eyes flicking for a second to Jun. His face didn’t betray anything. (What was she doing?! Jun was right there!) She should be more careful! Wait… has she taken a shower here already…? Sithspit! What is wrong with him? He can’t exactly ban her from taking a shower in Jun’s house… right?
Mao suddenly pushed him off. He belatedly realized he had still been holding onto her. The red flare on her cheeks must be because of her irritation towards him. She told him to leave immediately, grabbed Jun’s arm and pulled him towards the couch.
“You’re ruining ‘Movie Night’ for us!” she then shot at him. She pulled Jun down beside her on the couch and fixed her dark glare on the TV,
Jun looked quite lost as Nino scowled a bit. And then Mao lifted Jun’s arm and put it around her shoulders, leaning against him, getting comfortable; the dark glare still present.
Not as dark as Nino’s. His eyes narrowing at their close proximity. ‘Movie Night’. She just moved in and they already have a ‘Movie Night’? Well, he’ll just go have his own ‘Movie Night’! Okay, that didn’t sound too lame.
Mao’s eyes never left the TV. She heard him utter a hurried good-bye to Jun and then the door shutting. She could feel Jun’s inquiring gaze to her but she didn’t feel like talking. Unconsciously settling deeper into him, she was trying to steady her heart. All thanks to Kazu! Jun seemed to relax a bit more, pulling her closer. She tried to ignore it. Ignore the fact that right now, it just didn’t feel right…
Not at all…
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