Gihigugma Tika | SeKen

Chapter 12: Happy?

AFTER shooting their newest TV advertisement, Kenn ran just to catch up to their leader's pace with a smiling face. He even throws his arms at his shoulder while they are treading towards the exit.

He's more than happy to know that Paul didn't push him away or keep his distance from him anymore. He's now comfortable in his presence, unlike those earlier instances where he could really feel Paul's awkwardness towards him.

For about three weeks, he's having a hard time adjusting. Maybe because their leader is more vigilant around him than usual. Paul also has several excuses just to get away from him. But he's not fidgeting, as he swore that he's not giving up.

Fortunately, after several attempts, Paul grows tired of shoving him away. Or maybe he's tired of running away from the restless Kenneth. So he lowers down his gate for him and slowly lets him in.

Although Paul always cringes whenever other members tease them, Kenn is still grateful that even though their leader is more preserved now, he's also adjusting and absorbing what the younger politely asks from him.

"Ang tahimik mo yata?" Paul commented, noticing his obvious silence.

"Iniisip lang kita," said Kenn with pride.

"Tapang. Psssh!" Then Paul shakes his head unbelievably.

"Matapang talaga ako. Kaya nga kitang buhatin ng bridal style ngayon kung gusto mo." The main dancer smirked.

"Hindi iyan ang sukatan ng katapangan, Kenneth," Paul cackles.

Kenn nods, smiling. "Oo, alam ko. Ang point ko lang naman ay kaya kong maging affectionate sa'yo sa harapan ng maraming tao. If it's not bravery then what do you call it?"

"Stupidity," replied Paul without missing a beat.

He gasped, turning his head at their leader. "Wow, big word. Medyo masakit. Stupidity talaga? Nagmahal lang eh, naging stupido pa tuloy ako ng wala sa oras."

Paul rolled his eyes. "Stupidity in a way that you'll plant something into people's minds most especially those malicious fans out there. Not to mention those casual who are up to our fall down."

"Malicious talaga? Sure ka riyan?" Kenn raised a brow. "Paano kung tuldukan kaya natin ang pagiging malisyoso nila?"

"Tuldukan mong mag-isa. Wala akong pakialam. Bahala kang mag-isa sa mga kalokohan mo." Paul deadpanned.

"Okay," Kenn nods before turning to the older and peck on his cheeks.

A sudden rush of blood burned Paul's face, eyes widening while scanning the surroundings. He clenched his fists tightly. "Gag* ka ba?"

The younger chuckled. "Hindi. In love, oo."

Paul wiggles to get away from him. "Nasisiraan ka na nga yata. Public place ito, Kenneth. Mag-isip ka nga ng tama."

"Tama naman ang iniisip ko—"

"Tama? This will be the last time I'm warning you. Think straight or else malilintikan ka sa'kin. Buti na lang walang nakakita." Paul glared at him.

He laughed nervously. "Straight? How am I supposed to think straight kung baliko naman ako pagdating sa'yo?"

Paul gasped audibly. He looked like he wanted to punch the younger but when he saw how Kenn pouted heavily, his face softened. He stomped his feet, grasping an amount of his hair, and exclaimed.

"Argh! Bw*s*t!"

"Minumura mo ako, Langga?" Kenn asked, trying to reach for him.

Paul shoots a death glare at him. "Stop calling me that and... and huwag kang lalapit sa'kin."