Flickers

Chapter 10

A softly-spoken greeting
That carefully holds a myriad of my feelings
If I pass it to you
Will you realize my feelings for a bit?

- Give you my heart, IU

The light poured through the window, reflecting below it was a huddled figure underneath her warm blankets. The moment her eyes cleared, she took her phone out of her pillows and gathered it in her arms. Her expression filled with spring and expectant.

He likes sweets, that's what she has gathered over the weeks of talking to him through our phones. She did get to hear his voice again when he voice messaged me, it was as if he was here with her, not just some electronic messages that he gets but something animate, talking about the things he likes and preferences.

Eric: What about you? Do you like any food? Specific foods and disk likes?

She put her lower lips, eyes in a flutter as she collected the pile of memories hidden in her brain and typed what she first thought of.

Ange: I like everything but I hate bitter gourd.

Eric: So you don't like bitterness, great, it means you can eat the food that I can cook

She fluttered her eyes, dumbfounded at his words before realizing he couldn't cook bitter gourd in eggs or anything related to bitterness. She laughs a soft chuckle against the bright morning and lays down on her bed.

Ange: How are you so sure that I will eat that food you cooked?

Eric: Intuition, besides, we both don't like bitterness so I guess we have some telepathic thing going on, you know? Like love.

She kicked the pillow down like she would in a pool of water and with the other pillow, she pressed it on her face as she muffles the scream that was threatening to erupt from her throat.

She almost couldn't believe it, someone truly liked her and it was a real person, not just someone she would imagine, probably dreaming of becoming suho's girlfriend when she needed that picture-perfect man in her mind. 

Every day, she sees messages that give her the famous butterflies in her stomach. It was something she was curious about, those feelings are what every girl in Wattpad describes whenever they feel those kilig moments and now, she's feeling it as well.

(AN: Kilig means exhilaration or elation caused by an exciting or romantic experience)

Ange: He! You're too cheesy!

Even if her words were the total opposite of what she's truly feeling, she couldn't help but act coyly at him. In the past weeks of being cordial and awkwardly chatting with him, she now finds herself becoming completely loose and comfortable at their ambiguous relationship.

Eric: I may be as corny as Tomi, Alibaba, and Chippy but remember this, I will only be as corny as those three when I'm with you

"Ange! What the hell are you doing insider huh?!" Her mother blast into her room with a frown and a spatula on her hand.

"Nothing, ma" her mother only shook her head muttering crazy underneath her breath but she didn't hear it.

Her breath got taken away, she almost screeched in panic when the door swings open as her heart races against her ribs. She then fell into her bed laughing like crazy after that anxiety-inducing moment.

She glares at her phone but the grin, so big on her face, was a contrast against what she should feel. She is really getting crazy by this boy but she's a willing participant.

Maybe a bit too willing.

They hit goodbyes and she continued her morning routine, arranging her bed and cleaning the house. Cooking for rice as her mother went to take a job from one of their neighbors again and fought with her brother who tried to take away the ice cream she reserved after lunch in their freezer.

It was another morning filled with nothing but the smell of home, one that she would always expect to see.

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Chapter 10 is up!

Fun fact: Yes Eric did like sweets and ange hates bitter gourd and the pickup lines that we're written today are written by the one and only author, me!

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