(COMPLETED) BRIGHTWIN and NAMON BL • MY FIREFLY PRINCE

Chapter 9

It's Official

KYLE’S POV:

Every morning, when I wake up, I still appear to be in a dream. An alluring creature is right beside of me. The first thing that I see is someone I dearly love the most. Even though eyes closed in deep slumber, I can never really deny the fact that he’s ethereal. This definitely is the loveliest way to say good morning.

Ali’s energy and eagerness in pursuing me is never dying down. Even just a bit. He’s always in his best suit, trying to prove his genuine love. Silim can even see that. He’s vocal about Ali’s enthusiasm and seriousness in the things he does for me.

“Prince Ali has never done anything like this before, Kyle,” Silim speaks, while Ali is cooking in the kitchen, alone. Silim and I are at the couch. Ali lets us sit and relax, while he cooks. “He’s a prince and he has never do things for someone else. Unless, if he’s really into it. You’re certainly precious to him, Kyle. He treasures you a lot,” he continues.

I can’t help but to curve a smile, yet trying to purse my lips flat. Well, it turns into a bashful smile I guess. Yes, I do agree with Silim. I have already thought about this for a while now. I even feel guilty because I let a prince do things for me. But he always insists.

“I love him more than he loves me, Silim,” I say, looking at Ali’s back. He’s turned against us. “I’m not saying this because this is what you want to hear. I say this because this is what my heart believes to be true. I’m ready to be his boyfriend.”

Silim’s eyes beam in elation, as he smiles wider than the woods. He wants to squeal but I can see that he’s preventing it. I even help in hushing him to silence because Ali can definitely hear if he did. So, he cheered in silence.

“You serious, Kyle?” he suppresses, “I can’t imagine how Prince Ali would feel if you say that to him! I shouldn’t cry. No. No. Yes I do. I want to cry in happiness, Kyle. I can’t thank you enough,” he leans in forward and embraces me in a hug. I respond and I hear him whispering his thank you’s.

“May I join in the hug?” we separated from the embrace. Silim and I straighten up a bit as Ali is walking to us. “I’m still boiling the pork for sinigang, and so I thought of being here as I wait. So… what are we talking about?” he says with a smile as he remains standing, apron still on him.

I look at Silim and he looks back at me for confirmation. I’m ready.

“So? I don’t get a look, too?” says Ali.

“Wait, I will just get something from my room, okay?” I say and hurriedly run to my room. It’s just a few steps away from me. Just a right turn and open door. I look for my gel- inked pen in my bag, and find it. I grab it and write an inverted “I’m your boyfriend now. Love me hard, okay?” on my left palm. I darken and thicken every letter for my mission to be successful. I take a final look at it and take a deep breath before I smile.

“This is it! There’s no turning back!” I whisper as if cheering it all out. I then walk out of my room, hands behind my back, my left hand not daring to close or fold, as I return to the where Ali and Silim are.
They see me and Ali asks, “What are you hiding behind your back, Kyle? Is it for me?”

Well, it’s for you alright.

I take a few more steps so I can be in front of him, my face blank of expression. His face turns to worry.
“Do you have a problem—“I let my index finger touch his lips perpendicularly to shush him.

“Kuya Ali, you were always been there for me. When I was sick, when I was fine, when I was happy and when I was down. You never turned your back against me. Even to a point where I seem to be lost, you left your life in the woods behind and you chose me,” I say, trying to hold back my tears. I’m unsuccessful. He wipes it for me. “Every single day, you have never failed to prove how you feel about me. And I think... No, I know. I know it’s time I must prove mine to you. Can I please see your left hand, Kuya Ali?”