You Are My Oxygen....

Meeting

Solo called Mark to inform that he couldn't sleep further. He couldn't. He didn't know why. Since his mother's death, sleep was something he couldn't get properly.

He decided to take a walk around. He locked his condo and kept his key inside the pocket. He checked everything because he would return in the morning once he goes out.

He went to doctors, took therapy for many years. But none was curable so far. He also grew up alone as his dad was busy with office. He felt coolness of the night but he never cared about it. He felt his life was much more colder than the night.

He was walking around without knowing the direction. In fact he even didn't care about the destination.

He was about to cross the road when he saw a beautiful man cleaning the table from the window. He could see the side of the face and without his knowledge , a smile decorated his cold face.

He decided to enter the room and found out it was an cafe. Yes . I need a coffee.

"Excuse me "

He called the person and his world stopped for a while.

I never knew what I was searching for until I saw you....

"Yes ?"
The man replied.

He shook his head and asked "One Espresso Americano please. "

"Well late night Espresso is not good for health."
The man said with sweet smile.

If it was anyone he would have snapped immediately but he found himself agreeing to the man.

"Then what else can I have ?"
He asked and wondered how his voice sounded so soft.

"Well..."

Solo bowed questioning.

"Well you can have milk. Actually warm milk. It helps you to sleep peacefully."

Solo nodded. He wondered what has happened to him.

I rule the world but it is you who rule me.

He sat in front the man and looked at him . He observed every detail and mentally noted everything.

When the hair was being an obstacle, he simply bent forward and brushed that strand of hair which made th3 man look at him.

World stopped for both of them. They were drowning in each other through eyes and none could feel discomfort.
There was a peaceful conversation were no words were uttered. As if silence spoke their feeling. They were so into it that they never noticed one more person being at their company.

Mark entered only to find his friend looking at the barista intensely. He smiled knowing that both of them were not aware of his presence. He cleared his throat which made other two look at him.

Solo scowled when he heard clearing of throat. He looked at the person and never in his dream he thought of killing him but today.

"What are you doing here ?"

"I can be anywhere I want ."

Mark looked at the barista only to find him reddened. He bit a laugh and patted Solo's shoulder as he reached near his friend.

"Nothing for me but whatever he has ordered please give it to him."
He spoke mischievously.

Solo restrained himself from smacking his best friend.

Mark could notice something which his friend didn't. He could see how the former's eyes lit up looking at the barista.

"Excuse me, till what time will this cafe be open ?"

He could feel Solo throwing death glare but he cared less.

"12:30 AM sir."
The man answered politely as he handed the glass of warm milk to Solo.

Mark nodded and saw the order. He controlled himself and waited till his friend finished his order.

The man smiled while he was payed the amount. He shook his head and said "you are my last costumer. This one is from my treat. Have a good day and please do visit again."

Mark nodded and pulled Solo who was still in daze .

After coming out, he pulled the man into the car.

"What the hell were you doing there ?" Solo questioned in the low tone.

"What about you Solo ? Just because you can't sleep, you have no right to wake me up and leave me wide awake later. For God's sake, it is 12:30, Solo..." He yelled but when he saw Solo still in daze, he held the latter's shoulder.

"Solo, are you alright ?"

"I am feeling sleepy."

Mark smiled and nodded. By the time they reached his condo, he was fast asleep. Mark was happy that Solo could sleep peacefully after these many years. Probably for the first one he heard that Solo was feeling sleepy. He was there when Solo went through therapy , when his mother died, when he was left alone. He could only support Solo and lend him the shoulder.

He even knew at that moment that the barista there had ignited something in the latter that he couldn't for years. He wanted his friend's life to be filled with happiness and colors. He just wished for it.

He pulled Solo and tucked him. Planted a small peck on the forehead and uttered something he did all the time.

"Good Night Solo"

He never saw Solo as more than a friend. He was like his brother. But many mistook their relationship. He hoped that the barista won't do that. He was ready to trust his friend with that barista already.

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New story guys... I wanted to write this story right after I watched Oxygen the Series.... I love NutPetch...
Mark in the series us from En Of Love : Love Mechanics. And other ships are yet to come.

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