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Here I am all prepared for tonight's movie date.

I just let my hair down and dress myself up with my usual black jeans and gray hoodie with a pair of black converse sneakers.

This is how I really dress up on a date.

Who would even care? I could care less.

I just make myself comfortable whenever I'm around him.

"Alright, let's go?" I said and looked at him.

There he is, still looking cool with his all-black outfit as he is fixing himself in the mirror.

With his naturally neat ruffled black hair, his favorite black hoodie (I can tell), and a pair of black jeans, and black vans sneakers on.

I still couldn't believe how we ended up together.

It was only like yesterday when we were just having sarcastic conversations thrown at each other.

To be honest, we don't actually get along that well. We're like cats and dogs exchanging 'pamuak' words against each other.

Maybe that's what bind us together

Because honestly,

Until now,

We do that all the time.

The relationship we have pretty sure is inconvincible to almost everyone we know.

God knows if anyone could even understand our relationship.

We're pretty much twisted.

"You ready?" he asked.

I was about to nod when suddenly snow drops surround the house as it gradually grew into a storm.

I look at him and see him frown as he took off his hoodie.

Now our date is cancelled.

I see my sister outside, in a hurry, as she rushes towards the house. She just came out from our neighbor's, probably because of another chit-chat with them.

Talk about an extrovert.

With the snow pouring, she finally decided to go home before anything else gets worse.

"SIS! SIS!" my sister called out from outside as she scurries towards the house.

With haste, I glanced at Joshua.

"Shh..." I gestured with one finger on my lip.

As if reading each other's minds, he pointed to a room.

Both of us having the same thing in mind,

'Let's hide.'

It's amazing how with only these vague gestures we exchange,

Even without words spoken,

It's as though our thoughts are wired together.

.

We locked the room and hid in the closet.

"Sis! I think you two shouldn't go. It's pouring hard." my sister said as soon as she walked in the house. Only then she realized that no one's around.

Or so she thought...

"Oh, They've left already." she told to herself.

I heard her sat on the couch and probably continued on to watch television.

Good for you sis. Now you have all the time for your self.

You'll be at joy and peace for your so-called 'me-time'.

"She thinks we're gone already." as quiet as I possibly could, I whispered and turned to him.

Only then I realized our bodies are so close to each other.

And not to mention...

HE IS LOOKING SO CLOSELY AND INTENTLY AT ME.

I was left speechless and paused to gaze back at him.

The silence surround us as we carefully observe each others' features.

Even with only the dim light present as it made its way inside the closet, I could still clearly see his slightly slanted eyes, his thick brows, his pointed nose (which I don't have, not even in the slightest), his thick lips, and a few marks of zits left on his slightly pale skin...

He is definitely not my type.

But something in him draws me...

Now I love these imperfections of him.

I averted my gaze to prevent myself from doing anything stupid.

Until then I realized that all this time, my hand had been resting on his chest. I can totally feel his toned muscular chest even with his white shirt on.

My gaze slowly trailed to his broad shoulder,

Then to his neck,

Up to his loving eyes.

I closed my eyes as my way of letting him lead on what's gonna happen next.

I also made it as an excuse to avoid my thoughts of wanting him even more.

But a part of me wishes he'll hold me close.

It took a moment,

When I sensed him slowly leaning in closer,

I then felt his touch

As he kissed me.