OhmFluke A Day II

21 August 2021

Fluke was doing his assignments when suddenly the door to his apartment was knocked. He looked at the time on his phone, and it showed 7:49PM, and there weren't any notifications from his friends.

So whoever is at the door is most probably not his friend since they will always tell him in advance if they are coming because they know Fluke will like it better that way.

But what if it was my friend but they just didn't get to notify me since it was urgent?

What that in thought, he went to his door only to stop his hand midair when he noticed the knocking wasn't urgent.

Damn it I should've invested in the peephole.

He should, everybody said he should since his peephole was actually broken 3 months ago but he kept on delaying it saying there wasn't any need to. Boy oh boy was he wrong.

"Who's there?" He asked.

"Hi, I'm Ohm. Your neighbour."

He tilted his head. His neighbour? This is the first time in 3 years since he moved to this apartment that his neighbour ever knocked on his door. His voice is kind of nice. So without hesitation, only based on the nice voice of the other person, one Fluke Natouch opened the door.

"Hello." Ohm, his surprisingly tall, handsome, dimple smiling neighbour greeted him as soon as he swung his door open.

"Hello." He replied, smiling unconsciously and his hand waving. What the fuck Fluke?

"I'm sorry for interrupting you, but I need some help."

"What is it about?"

Ohm's smile flattered a bit and he was suddenly looking sheepish. Fluke purses his lips in anticipation.

"Well, you see... My TV broke down yesterday and my internet connection isn't working properly too and my favourite tv show is on tonight so I don't have anywhere to watch and it's on in a few more minutes. It's the finale by the way. Plus all my friends are living quite far away from here and you see—" He looked down to his feet and only then fluke notice that his left leg was actually in a cast and he was holding on one crutch, how did he manage to miss that he didn't even know probably because he was fixated on the handsome face in front of him, so he gasp softly. "—I can't really go anywhere."

Fluke nodded. "So you're here to borrow my TV?"

"I—I mean, I doubt we can move the TV from your place to mine, so if you don't mind me watching it at your apartment?

"Oh, ah..." The smaller male bit his lower lips unsure. Sure his neighbour in front of him is drop dead gorgeous and that dimple is making him go crazy in his head but no matter how beautiful Ohm is, he's still a mere stranger to Fluke and he didn't know if he wanted to invite him in, yet.

Oh come on Fluke, look at him. He's practically disable, there's nothing he can do.

But he's still taller and bigger than me! I'm just a damsel in distress.

Shut the fuck up, you're a man too.

There goes his inner self fighting with each other, a normal occurrence in his life.

Ohm, sensing the inner dilemma the other person was facing, smiled in understanding. Looks like he won't be able to watch the show after all.

"It's okay, I was just asking. Thank you so much for opening your door." He said, smiling reassuringly.

Fluke woke up from his stupor when Ohm turned around, seemingly trying to go back to his own apartment when he called the taller, "Ohm!" a little too loudly but successfully made his neighbour to turn around albeit a little struggling with the crutch and his one abled leg and his other hand is also holding what seemed to be a bottle of beer. Why did he have that?