Be With You

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"What if I failed? What if I didn't pass? What if..."

"Hey..."

I pouted when Quen pulled my hand with a smile on his face and let me sit beside him on the bed. We've been researching, reviewing and talking about the exam we will take for university in Europe tomorrow.

And me?

Starting to panic. Thinking too many negative thoughts coming inside my head.

What ifs are everywhere.

"Babe..." I bit my lower lip and sniffed.

Quen laughed at me and wrap his arms around me for hug because of what I look like right now. Acting like a kid in front of him.

"Don't cry, Kj. Stop thinking negative thoughts. We've been studying and getting ready for these months. We can do it...you can do it."

"You can do it because you're smart."

"You're smart." Quen kissed the tip of my nose.

"What will I do without you?" I made a sad face and leaned to kiss his lips. "I want to do something before we continue to review."

"What?" He chuckles asking me.

"Why are you laughing!" I slap his thigh.

"Because I know what you want-ouch!" He playfully massaged his knee. "I'm just joking..."

"Well, I'm not!" I narrowed my eyes on him. "Remember that we will be very busy after tomorrow. You will have a three day trip for filming and I will have three days in Manila for the last event."

"I'm not thinking of that because you know I don't want to be away from you even for a day." He said and tucked the hair behind my ear. "And that sounds so cheesy."

I grinned widely and stood up pulling his hand. "I will cook for you. I know how to make spicy seafood!"

"Really?"

"Yeah!"

Actually, I just watch it last night online. Quen has been craving spicy seafood for days now especially since he's back on the training for the finals. His injury is okay now, therapy has been completed and he's super ready for the finals to get the MVP title that he really wants to win before graduation.

He wants the title before completely leaving the basketball behind after college.

"Babe, are you sure you know how to clean the shrimps and crabs?" Quen asked me, staring at what I've been doing to the poor sea creatures. "I'll help you."

"Nope! Just stay there and look handsome, okay? I got this!"

I followed all the procedures on the video and made sure that I did the right thing.

But unfortunately, I think cooking is really not for me.

"This doesn't taste good! Don't eat it! Quen!" I said a bit annoyed because I failed to cook the food he's been craving and here he is still eating like it was the best food he ever tasted. I cupped his jaw using my hand and tried to take out the shrimp he keeps on eating! "Quen! It's super salty!"