Daily Monochrome

Chapter 3

    "Thank you. I'm, I'm going home now," I was still blushing , I could feel the warmth coming from my cheeks. It almost stung. "Goodbye."

    "W-, wait it, it was just a joke," he said in a panicking fashion, "I didn't mean to make you feel bad, I'm sorry."

    That's why I want to leave, you made me feel nice. "Well, then you shouldn't have made me feel immature. You know I can't handle being treated like a little kid. Why do you constantly treat me like that!?" I was yelling, I could hear it in my voice. White-kun was speechless and just sat there for a moment, looking for the answer. "Look, I'm sorry for..."

    "No! I'm sorry, I just thought we were having fun, but obviously you weren't. I'm sorry for being immature." I hated to see him so sad, it took away the thing I loved most about him; his smile.

    Please smile, you're making me feel bad, "Don't feel bad. You didn't do anything wrong; I'm the one who threatened to leave, I'm the one who yelled, I'm the one who made this serious. I'm sorry." I'm willing to say anything to make him happy right now. "Umm, c-can I tell you something," even this, "It's something I think is overdue."

    "Sure, anything to get out of this conversation. You know I'm very open." He started to smile again, I felt comfortable enough to say this.

    "Do you remember that dream I used to have, the one I only told you about?"

    "Of course, the one where you keep going out on the perfect date, right? Who was the date with again; Karen, Amy, or was it Atoli?"

    "Yes, that one, and it wasn't Karen or Atoli, or Amy. It was you, you were the one I went on those dates with." The dream has been going on ever since winter break, and ever since it started it has always been White-kun.

    The dream goes like this, we go to a café and I order an iced dark coffee and White-kun orders jasmine tea. My coffee is nice and sweet, but it has a bitter after taste, the coffee is old. I never say anything, but White-kun flagged down the waiter to ask him for a new cup of coffee. It would make me smile. After the café, we went to a classical music concert that he got tickets for. White-kun said that he knew how much I like art and thought this would be a good experience for the both of us. At first the concert wasn't half bad, but then we both slowly realized that we both don't like classical music. Instead we walked next door and had fun at the rock concert. After a long day we retire at White-kun's house, and fall asleep together. The best part is when I wake up from sleeping, I'm still in the dream. When I wake up White-kun is waiting for me, but before either of us can say anything, I wake up.

    "Oh, I didn't know. Well, good thing you got that off your chest!" and he patted me on the back as if none of this ever happened.

    "That's it, just a 'good thing you got that off your chest'. Do you know how hard it was just to say your name!? It was bad enough I already made you feel bad," I was yelling again. I'm sorry.

    "I meant, it was a good thing because, well, I feel the same." I looked up, finally, and I saw him blush for the first time.