What did you Expect?

Hobo-fashion

Jenny's POV
Wow. I guess he really meant it when he said that i wouldn't regret it. At this moment i was standing in his bathroom looking into my reflection thru the mirror. The bathroom wasn't small but it weren't big either. The shower took up most of the space and the bathroom had both dark tiles and "furniture". Han was not kidding when he said that he'd make sure that i wouldn't regret or forget. That man had more game than i could ever have imagined. I mean, last time had been great, but this, this was something else. I didn't even know that that was possible. And to say that that man has stamina doesn't even begin to cover it. It was now 13.20 and i was suppose too meet my brother at the hospital in 20 minutes, which meant that i didn't exactly have a lot of time. I had forgotten it being high on Han. Right now i was just putting on concealer and my brows. I always keep it in my purse for emergencies, and to this day it has never failed me. "crap" i mumbled as i looked at my phone again. The time was going a little too fast for my liking and i ran out of the bathroom.

I grabbed the red Louboutin's and ran out to the garage only to be met by Han standing in the tiny kitchen making eggs. Aww. Mans a housewife. "morning" he said not turning around. "you like eggs, right?" he asked out loud. I was already on my way down the stairs. "yeah i do" i answered while grabbing the plastic bag with the remaining liquor. "are you leaving?" he asked me with the most adorable and questioning look. "yeah i just remembered about an appointment i forgot i had" i mumbled, avoiding eye contact. Damn this man is beginning to melt my heart. I felt really really bad for having to leave so soon. But i had to leave. "hmm, okey" he said turning back around. What the fuck. Is he like not going to ask me to stay, or ask where I'm going or at least say goodbye? I actually thought we connected. Well, that was a punch in the stomach to said it mildly. I even had to stop up for a second just to see if i had actually heard correctly. I know it's extremely cliche, but i have never ever in my life been overlooked like that. Overlooked isn't exactly the right word but you know what i mean. I straightened my back and raised my chin, trying to act like my pride didn't just take a major hit. "well, i'll be going then" i said turning around to leave.

I sat down in my car. Really. He's going to play that game? I really thought we had something. Mabey i'm just overreacting. I probably are. My period is around the corner. It's a fucking massive  chance that i am, but still. If he had wanted me to stay he'd say something or do something, right. Saying that i felt like a stupide little girl was the understatement of the year. Just then i decided to call my best friend and update her while i changed into the extra set of clothes that laid ready in the glove-compartment. It was a pair of grey suit-pants and a tight long-sleeved grey sweater showing cleavage and the gold cross neckless i inherited from my great grandma. I never took it off.

"well, you know what you have to do" she said as i was swarming around in the parking lot looking for a free space. People around here do NOT know how to properly park. "and what is that?" i said questioning knowing damn well what she meant. "you need to find yourself another man, and rather not a manbaby this time". I called bestie. I need need support on this one. I had told her all about our on and off flirting since we first met to where we were now, including the thanos incident. "huh" i answered rejectingly. "no Jenny, i mean it. You go out there to one of those racing things, then you find the biggest baddest boy in there and you make him your personal bitch." she said all fired up. I just laughed at her. "no Jenny i'm so fucking serious now you have no idea". "oh i know you are" i said back. "just make sure you keep him on a tight leash, and that we don't repeat the Marco incident".

If you're wondering what the Marco incident is, it's one of the less fortunate choices i made. Long story short. He was a drug dealer that used to call me at like 5 am all high on cocaine. You see, i'm not exactly lucky when it comes to attracting the right boys. It ended with him getting arrested for possession of substance and almost dragging me down with him. "let's try to like just not remember that, ok?". My grip tightened as i put the car in reverse. "all i'm saying is that you need to get out there". "but more importantly, when will you get out here?" i asked her. I truly misses her. Agnese had been my best friend since 5th grade. Ever since then we had been inseparable. "as soon as the plane tickets don't cost 21 600 kr" (2097 dollars)she said mad starting to curse out the airlines. She made me laughed one last time before i had to hang up on her.

My brother was sitting in his room. His pale face was covered in a huge smile. The fact that this had to be one of his better days made my heart so filled with joy that tears almost started rolling down my cheeks.

"det tok ei stund"
(that took a while)

He said smiling in his bed, patting the seat next to him.

"æsjda, ka du snakka om? Æ va helt presis jo"
(what do you mean, im exactly on time)

I couldn't help being happy. This will all work itself out. I had promised him that today i would take him out. Since his immune system was really really bad he can't really be all out there.

"så ka har du planlagt før oss i dag da?"
(what have you planned for us today then)

"det e litt opp t dæ, men vi skal kjøp milkshake i allefall"
(that's mostly up to you, but we will be buying milkshake)

He grabbed his cap and coat before he got up. My younger brother was now over a head taller than me. He was wearing black jeans, something i never never see him wearing. Usually he'd just go in full on hobo fashion. My brother hates jeans. He always just wear sweatpants. Come to think about it he I haven't seen him in anything then else than sweatpants since his confirmation. He was also wearing a white t shirt and a black nike zip-up hoodie. He looked good, what in the Mary mother of Jesus is happening right now? He was not looking like a hobo. Good for him. His fashion choices was something that had been up for discussion quite a few times. Black adidas sweatpants with holes in them will just never be anything at all. I grabbed my coat and ran after him. As we walked out he still lead the way. He did not have any problem finding out what car was mine. He turned his head, giving me a not surprised but approving nod before laughing and rolling his eyes. When he sat down he brushed of his shoes and avoided touching the window when closing the car door. My heart melted a little bit. I raised a good man.

Han's POV
I couldn't stop thinking about Jenny as i ate the last piece of egg left on my plates. Something was obviously off. that much was clear, but she was not interested in sharing at all. This just really helped me remember who i am. I don't care, and have never done. Jenny isn't even my type, nor remotely close either. And this woman had me bending backwards for her. For the second time she had slept in my bed, my own damn bed. Not to mention that i made breakfast today, or at least i attempted too. And all she had to say was just "i have an appointment". She had humbled me real fast. This woman really was something for herself. I am not sure if this made me want her even more or if it made me want to show her my true colours. I laid the chopsticks down on my plate and leaned back in the couch grabbing my phone. The kids still had a few hours left at school, so i had the place to myself. I let my head hit the back of the leather couch. All i could think about was jenny, Jenny in my bed, jenny in my shirt and Jenny and her mystery appointment. I grabbed the remote and begun scrolling through channels. What i needed was to get over this foolish childlike crush i had. What i should do is returning to old habits. I replaced the controller with my phone and begun looking through my contacts, just then i got a text.

The text was from an unknown number. "i have to stop by to get some stuff, is it okay if i let someone tag along with me?" i read through the text again, still not having a fucking clue as to who it could be. "oh, btw, it's Jenny. Reiko gave me your number" hmmm. This girl just captured my interest again. I let a hand run through my soft hair. So she was bringing what i assume is her date here. Usually i am a very careless man. I live in the moment, but calmly. As a 27 year-old, i had outgrown most of the childish behaviour and thoughts a long time ago, but these days I have been acting like nothing else then a lovesick, jealous teenager. I responded quickly before heading down to the garage where a mustang was waiting for me. Jennys Honda S2000 was standing halfway done on the opposite corner. But everything aside, she was a real talent when it came to cars. I have never in my life seen someone express so much love for a machine as well as working with so much precision and grace, not to mention the creative side of it all. I shook my head. She really has me wrapped around her pinky.