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I abruptly stood up from sitting. "Oh my god! Work!"
The two boys just looked at me. Am I missing something here?
Minho answered my questioning look, "Ugh, Ash called earlier, and I remember I said you can't go to work right now because you're sick."
"Oh." I then slowly sat down again and continued eating.
"Seriously," Ethan interrupted my musing mind, "No questions and all? Just 'Oh?'"
I glared at him. "And what am I supposed to answer to that? It was the very news I have been waiting for today! That I can't go to work!"
"And now you'll just continue eating."
"Shut up Ethan!"
And we were succumbed back in silence. Well, now that I could fully grasp the situation, It is really a bit awkward that I'm dining with the two precious boys in my life. But what seems bothering me is that they do not give off the hostility vibe they were doing before. It's as if they have come to some understanding or what, well I don't really know. I have to ask them, but after the meal. I am so famished.
So after having my fill, Ethan abruptly stood up and yawned.
"So, I was the one who cooked, so the two of you should clean up the table and wash the dishes. I'll just be at the living room, watching whatever show is in the channel. Adios~!"
I looked at Minho. "I am sorry for that. You know you could leave everything here. I'll just do it."
"You are really sending me away, is that it?"
"No, I just meant that because I think you don't like it.." My voice trailed off. My reasons are getting unbelievable.
"Are you stupid? Of course I like it. I like it more now that I get to spend more time with you."
I smiled. "Okay. Do you want it to be done together?"
In response, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's get on with it."
We were silent for a little while as I placed the used dishes on the sink and Minho was applying some soap. I'll be the one to rinse them and place them on the drier later.
"Cassidy."
I swallowed. "Yeah?"
"I know I have said some terrible things to you last night. But I can't take it all back now. All I can do is ask for forgiveness and to atone for it."
"Well, just so you know, I can't be angry at anyone all the time, especially to you. So consider that as forgiven, but the hurt would still be there. But I'll warn you, if something like this comes back again, I'll dig up this past and shove it in your face."
He threw his head back and laughed.
"Well, I wouldn't want to relive this again someday, so I promise this won't happen again. But.."
"But, you still don't like the fact that I'm friends with Ethan."
He sighed. "Yeah. You know, it's hard, knowing the fact that he was your ex. That you experienced most of your firsts with him. I get jealous of that, really really jealous."
"But, would you get used to it someday? Or will that jealousy remain?"
He contemplated for a bit, forgetting the fact that he's holding a glass plate and what I fear of what might happen to it in case he's deep in his thoughts. I hope he won't drop it. Please, I love my plates.
"You know Cass, we had a talk earlier."
I looked at him, mouth wide open. "I knew it! What did you talk about?"
"Well he said some things."
"What things?"
"Well, some guy stuff."
I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Well, it's bro code you know."
"Bro code? Are you really that close now that you could keep secrets from me?" I argued.
"No no no. It's just," he sighed. "Okay, I'll just give you the gist of it. He said that I should talk to you and weigh what I really wanted and tell you that."
"So what do you really want Minho?" I asked him, while reducing the space between us.
He looked me in the eye. And God those eyes, so electrifying, I just want to drown within it. It holds so much words, so much promises that I cannot even fathom what it really means.
"I want you. I want you to stay with me Cassidy. God, just the thought of you leaving me left me in a wreck. What more if it really happened?"
I inched closer, a hair's breadth just between us. "Minho..."
"Cassidy, I love you. I love you so, so much. Please don't send me away. Please don't leave me. I'll find a compromise of whatever the situation we're having. Please Cassidy, please." His voice turned from a confession to a pleading. God I hate him doing that.
"Minho," I held his face. "You don't have to ask that, because I will never, ever leave you. I will never, ever, send you away. Because I don't want you to leave me. I don't want to see you go. I want you to stay with me too. Because I love you."
And he hugged me, tears streaming down his face. "I'm so sorry Cassidy. I'm so sorry."
"Sssshhhh." I caressed his head, patted and rubbed his back to ease him. "Stop saying sorry. It's okay now. It's okay."
"But I really said something so nasty."
"Yes, I know. But you won't do it again, won't you?"
"Yes, I won't," he replied like a child being coaxed. "I promise. I wasn't thinking straight then. I was swallowed with jealousy, anger and hurt, and I had drank a lot then."
"Ssshhh. I know, I know."
"You knew?" he asked confusingly.
"Knew what? What do you mean?" I asked in confusion too.
"That I drank before I went home last night?"
"Well, I smelled it on you, but I just let it pass."
"What? You are not mad?"
"Why would I be mad then? I won't get mad if you drink. But if you don't drink responsibly I would be super mad."
He sighed. "But really. I'm sorry Cassidy."
I puffed up a breath. "One more sorry and I'll stuff your mouth with dish washing soap."
"That's harsh baby." Baby. Such sweet words coming from his lips.
"I know."
We looked into each other's eyes, feeling the love we felt for each other. This is the place where I always wanted to be.
This is home.
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I abruptly stood up from sitting. "Oh my god! Work!"
The two boys just looked at me. Am I missing something here?
Minho answered my questioning look, "Ugh, Ash called earlier, and I remember I said you can't go to work right now because you're sick."
"Oh." I then slowly sat down again and continued eating.
"Seriously," Ethan interrupted my musing mind, "No questions and all? Just 'Oh?'"
I glared at him. "And what am I supposed to answer to that? It was the very news I have been waiting for today! That I can't go to work!"
"And now you'll just continue eating."
"Shut up Ethan!"
And we were succumbed back in silence. Well, now that I could fully grasp the situation, It is really a bit awkward that I'm dining with the two precious boys in my life. But what seems bothering me is that they do not give off the hostility vibe they were doing before. It's as if they have come to some understanding or what, well I don't really know. I have to ask them, but after the meal. I am so famished.
So after having my fill, Ethan abruptly stood up and yawned.
"So, I was the one who cooked, so the two of you should clean up the table and wash the dishes. I'll just be at the living room, watching whatever show is in the channel. Adios~!"
I looked at Minho. "I am sorry for that. You know you could leave everything here. I'll just do it."
"You are really sending me away, is that it?"
"No, I just meant that because I think you don't like it.." My voice trailed off. My reasons are getting unbelievable.
"Are you stupid? Of course I like it. I like it more now that I get to spend more time with you."
I smiled. "Okay. Do you want it to be done together?"
In response, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's get on with it."
We were silent for a little while as I placed the used dishes on the sink and Minho was applying some soap. I'll be the one to rinse them and place them on the drier later.
"Cassidy."
I swallowed. "Yeah?"
"I know I have said some terrible things to you last night. But I can't take it all back now. All I can do is ask for forgiveness and to atone for it."
"Well, just so you know, I can't be angry at anyone all the time, especially to you. So consider that as forgiven, but the hurt would still be there. But I'll warn you, if something like this comes back again, I'll dig up this past and shove it in your face."
He threw his head back and laughed.
"Well, I wouldn't want to relive this again someday, so I promise this won't happen again. But.."
"But, you still don't like the fact that I'm friends with Ethan."
He sighed. "Yeah. You know, it's hard, knowing the fact that he was your ex. That you experienced most of your firsts with him. I get jealous of that, really really jealous."
"But, would you get used to it someday? Or will that jealousy remain?"
He contemplated for a bit, forgetting the fact that he's holding a glass plate and what I fear of what might happen to it in case he's deep in his thoughts. I hope he won't drop it. Please, I love my plates.
"You know Cass, we had a talk earlier."
I looked at him, mouth wide open. "I knew it! What did you talk about?"
"Well he said some things."
"What things?"
"Well, some guy stuff."
I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Well, it's bro code you know."
"Bro code? Are you really that close now that you could keep secrets from me?" I argued.
"No no no. It's just," he sighed. "Okay, I'll just give you the gist of it. He said that I should talk to you and weigh what I really wanted and tell you that."
"So what do you really want Minho?" I asked him, while reducing the space between us.
He looked me in the eye. And God those eyes, so electrifying, I just want to drown within it. It holds so much words, so much promises that I cannot even fathom what it really means.
"I want you. I want you to stay with me Cassidy. God, just the thought of you leaving me left me in a wreck. What more if it really happened?"
I inched closer, a hair's breadth just between us. "Minho..."
"Cassidy, I love you. I love you so, so much. Please don't send me away. Please don't leave me. I'll find a compromise of whatever the situation we're having. Please Cassidy, please." His voice turned from a confession to a pleading. God I hate him doing that.
"Minho," I held his face. "You don't have to ask that, because I will never, ever leave you. I will never, ever, send you away. Because I don't want you to leave me. I don't want to see you go. I want you to stay with me too. Because I love you."
And he hugged me, tears streaming down his face. "I'm so sorry Cassidy. I'm so sorry."
"Sssshhhh." I caressed his head, patted and rubbed his back to ease him. "Stop saying sorry. It's okay now. It's okay."
"But I really said something so nasty."
"Yes, I know. But you won't do it again, won't you?"
"Yes, I won't," he replied like a child being coaxed. "I promise. I wasn't thinking straight then. I was swallowed with jealousy, anger and hurt, and I had drank a lot then."
"Ssshhh. I know, I know."
"You knew?" he asked confusingly.
"Knew what? What do you mean?" I asked in confusion too.
"That I drank before I went home last night?"
"Well, I smelled it on you, but I just let it pass."
"What? You are not mad?"
"Why would I be mad then? I won't get mad if you drink. But if you don't drink responsibly I would be super mad."
He sighed. "But really. I'm sorry Cassidy."
I puffed up a breath. "One more sorry and I'll stuff your mouth with dish washing soap."
"That's harsh baby." Baby. Such sweet words coming from his lips.
"I know."
We looked into each other's eyes, feeling the love we felt for each other. This is the place where I always wanted to be.
This is home.
I abruptly stood up from sitting. "Oh my god! Work!"The two boys just looked at me. Am I missing something here?Minho answered my questioning look, "Ugh, Ash called earlier, and I remember I said you can't go to work right now because you're sick.""Oh." I then slowly sat down again and continued eating."Seriously," Ethan interrupted my musing mind, "No questions and all? Just 'Oh?'"I glared at him. "And what am I supposed to answer to that? It was the very news I have been waiting for today! That I can't go to work!""And now you'll just continue eating.""Shut up Ethan!"And we were succumbed back in silence. Well, now that I could fully grasp the situation, It is really a bit awkward that I'm dining with the two precious boys in my life. But what seems bothering me is that they do not give off the hostility vibe they were doing before. It's as if they have come to some understanding or what, well I don't really know. I have to ask them, but after the meal. I am so famished.So after having my fill, Ethan abruptly stood up and yawned."So, I was the one who cooked, so the two of you should clean up the table and wash the dishes. I'll just be at the living room, watching whatever show is in the channel. Adios~!"I looked at Minho. "I am sorry for that. You know you could leave everything here. I'll just do it.""You are really sending me away, is that it?""No, I just meant that because I think you don't like it.." My voice trailed off. My reasons are getting unbelievable."Are you stupid? Of course I like it. I like it more now that I get to spend more time with you."I smiled. "Okay. Do you want it to be done together?"In response, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's get on with it."We were silent for a little while as I placed the used dishes on the sink and Minho was applying some soap. I'll be the one to rinse them and place them on the drier later."Cassidy."I swallowed. "Yeah?""I know I have said some terrible things to you last night. But I can't take it all back now. All I can do is ask for forgiveness and to atone for it.""Well, just so you know, I can't be angry at anyone all the time, especially to you. So consider that as forgiven, but the hurt would still be there. But I'll warn you, if something like this comes back again, I'll dig up this past and shove it in your face."He threw his head back and laughed."Well, I wouldn't want to relive this again someday, so I promise this won't happen again. But..""But, you still don't like the fact that I'm friends with Ethan."He sighed. "Yeah. You know, it's hard, knowing the fact that he was your ex. That you experienced most of your firsts with him. I get jealous of that, really really jealous.""But, would you get used to it someday? Or will that jealousy remain?"He contemplated for a bit, forgetting the fact that he's holding a glass plate and what I fear of what might happen to it in case he's deep in his thoughts. I hope he won't drop it. Please, I love my plates."You know Cass, we had a talk earlier."I looked at him, mouth wide open. "I knew it! What did you talk about?""Well he said some things.""What things?""Well, some guy stuff."I narrowed my eyes at him."Well, it's bro code you know.""Bro code? Are you really that close now that you could keep secrets from me?" I argued."No no no. It's just," he sighed. "Okay, I'll just give you the gist of it. He said that I should talk to you and weigh what I really wanted and tell you that.""So what do you really want Minho?" I asked him, while reducing the space between us.He looked me in the eye. And God those eyes, so electrifying, I just want to drown within it. It holds so much words, so much promises that I cannot even fathom what it really means."I want you. I want you to stay with me Cassidy. God, just the thought of you leaving me left me in a wreck. What more if it really happened?"I inched closer, a hair's breadth just between us. "Minho...""Cassidy, I love you. I love you so, so much. Please don't send me away. Please don't leave me. I'll find a compromise of whatever the situation we're having. Please Cassidy, please." His voice turned from a confession to a pleading. God I hate him doing that."Minho," I held his face. "You don't have to ask that, because I will never, ever leave you. I will never, ever, send you away. Because I don't want you to leave me. I don't want to see you go. I want you to stay with me too. Because I love you."And he hugged me, tears streaming down his face. "I'm so sorry Cassidy. I'm so sorry.""Sssshhhh." I caressed his head, patted and rubbed his back to ease him. "Stop saying sorry. It's okay now. It's okay.""But I really said something so nasty.""Yes, I know. But you won't do it again, won't you?""Yes, I won't," he replied like a child being coaxed. "I promise. I wasn't thinking straight then. I was swallowed with jealousy, anger and hurt, and I had drank a lot then.""Ssshhh. I know, I know.""You knew?" he asked confusingly."Knew what? What do you mean?" I asked in confusion too."That I drank before I went home last night?""Well, I smelled it on you, but I just let it pass.""What? You are not mad?""Why would I be mad then? I won't get mad if you drink. But if you don't drink responsibly I would be super mad."He sighed. "But really. I'm sorry Cassidy."I puffed up a breath. "One more sorry and I'll stuff your mouth with dish washing soap.""That's harsh baby." Baby. Such sweet words coming from his lips."I know."We looked into each other's eyes, feeling the love we felt for each other. This is the place where I always wanted to be.This is home.
