The sunray filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room as I approached one of the boxes, expressly content as most. I couldn't believe it, here, with him, and nothing else. the empty rooms would already give an unsettling feeling, it was the feeling of change, a picked-up pace on the running wheel of adulthood.
"Wow, I can't believe this.."
"I know, making me carry all of these boxes."
The taller male spoke, as likely invading my clouded thoughts, I giggled for I could hardly ever catch a break to myself, not as if I dearly desired it.
"But no seriously, you should help out your boyfriend," he spoke once more, sounding a bit more dramatic with a pause of a long sorrowful sigh, putting on the weakening act of a boy who cried wolf. Nevermore I would still be at a halt myself, I was truly distraught, but how could I tell him? Was he even su-
"Hey, what's wrong?" And just like that, the tender voice and ache of concern rose as he approached from behind, his slim but strong arms holding along my waist and around as a slight squeeze came so after, kissing the top of my head as I squirmed, trying to brush the clumsy parasite off.
"I'm fine, just I don't know, are you sure about this apartment?"
"Well, since you asked... yea I hate it!! lets go and get our money back and go back to your mom's basement and eat all the ramen she serves us." he teased out in a loud fit, his sarcasm boosting from his voice as all he received was silence.
"Jasmine? I said something funny, Laugh at once!" he demanded jokingly, his fingers now digging into the parts of my ribcage, tickling around and lower against my stomach, as even calling for desperate measures to attack beneath my armpits, but nothingness, no sound was made, just a fit of a small pout and a head tilt away.
"Stop Rheese."
Why was he acting this way? can't he tell I was worried? stress? scared?! At least he could do is shut up.. and start unpacking more.
"Did I do something wrong?..." he asked, his body becoming motionless as he froze in place, My back still turned to him I would quickly turn to face, as I couldn't bare another heartbreak.
"No no! It's not you, it's never you."
"Then why are you acting so distant with me? ever since we got this apartment? Is it too small? too big? too far away from your parents? we can go back and keep loo-"
"Rheese it's fine." I snapped, I was too pushy with this, I didn't want to cry, not right now, not at a happy time and place.
"mmm.." he hushed, unsure of what to say, but I could tell he was now in the moment of realization of blaming himself and only himself, I couldn't stand it.
"I'm sorry...I'm just-"
"What?" he spoke once more, his voice becoming more stern with the tone of engagement, gosh his eyes, piercing at me like a snake on its prey.
"I-mm.." I felt myself trapped with what to say, I didn't want him to worry or give me the petty satisfaction that i desperately wanted, I felt ashamed, like a fool, I knew he loved me. But at what cost? what if?? no no what happens when... or what will become of us?
"Tell me." he was eager to listen, to stay, as he stood still his arms crossed gazing me over as he stood tall and alerted for whatever was to come.
"I'm worried-" I scoffed turning my head to avoid the unsettling contact, I still felt his eyes on me, and only me. Nothing else was in that small space, the dust was clearly visible in the room, the sky, an ever-shifting of warmth and comfort, transformed into a breathtaking display. A soft palette of orange hued with shades of gold, blending together in perfect harmony. The window being edged with kisses by the sun's last caress, as giving a more brightening contrast between the darkening room of their newly home.
