Mischief Moon (Seventh Series #2)

CHAPTER 6

HER

I haven't replied to Jun for about a week, and now here I am, with him, like nothing happened.

We were just sitting at a convenience store near my apartment, getting some food and drinks like our usual routine.

"Gusto mo din nang ice cream?"

"No thanks–"

"Ayaw mo ba sa ice cream?" he then asked.

"Um, Hindi naman..."

"Oh, it's just that you kept on saying no every time I offered."

"I just don't feel like eating ice cream now."

"Well we could buy some later to save if you want..."

"Ah pwede din..." I said, it wouldn't hurt to have one.

"What flavor do you like?"

"Rocky Road, um thanks..."

"Sige, bili tayo pagkatapos."

Tumango ako and he paid at the counter for the noodles we bought, he then heated it in the machine and we both started to eat, chugging in the spicy flavor. I heard Jun cough, making me look at him.

"Do you want some water?" I asked him, tumango naman siya, I gave him the bottle of water and continued to eat.

We then finished after a couple of minutes, and bought the ice cream. I was waiting behind him, and when our gaze met, it seemed like he had something in his mind.

"Ano yun?"

"Um, can I ask why you didn't– uh... um nevermind, um ano may gusto ka pa bang bilhin?"

"Wala naman." I think I knew what he wanted to ask, but I didn't want to open up that topic, so I stayed quiet after that.

"Oh ok, let's go back?" Tumango ako and we both went back to my apartment.

When we got back, we immediately laid on the couch, and turned on the tv. He gave me the ice cream and I opened the wrapper, then started to munch on the ice cream.

"You know, you should have also got the Matcha flavor." napatingin ako kay Jun dahil doon.

"I don't really like Matcha." When he looked back at me, parang may sinabi akong mali, making me raise a brow, "What?"

"Peach, Matcha is better than Rocky Road, you know." I suddenly took notice of the nickname he's been calling me since the beginning. I've kept on pointing that out to him that I hate being called that way, he still insisted and kept on calling me Peach. Until I just got used to it...

Now, I kind of don't mind it.

"Huh? I don't think so though. . ." I denied, making us bicker back and forth.

"Mas masarap ang Matcha kaya." Jun kept insisting, to which I sighed. I don't even know why we were still debating over ice cream.

"Well Rocky Road is far better para sa akin." I said, I was almost at the cone part and took a bite at it.

"Macha kasi malakas."

"We have different opinions, period."

"But–"

"You're really fucking stubborn, you know that?"

"I'm notttt... It's just that, why do you hate Matcha so much?"

"Hindi ko naman sinabi na I hate Matcha, it's just not my taste... I've tried it before and it's not really my forte." I said remembering the last time I ate it.