YOU. || Gregorio del Pilar x Reader

KABANATA XIII.

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You hummed quietly, focused on the book that you're reading as you sat by the living room, your mother busying herself with embroidery.

"May sinabi sa akin ang pappa mo." She spoke, not lifting her head to look at you. She chuckles. "Pumunta ka raw sa kaniya kahapon."

"Mamma..."

She looked up, and smiled. "Malungkot ang pappa mo nu'ng sinabi niya sa akin ang naging pag-uusap niyo kahapon."

You frowned. Is he upset? Or angry?

"Hindi siya galit." Your mother assured. "Masaya siya para sa 'yo, anak. Palagi kaming masaya para sa 'yo."

You didn't respond, finding it difficult to answer her. So, your mother continues.

"Alam kong matagal mong hinintay na mangyari ito." She says. "Matagal mong hinangad na maranasan ang buhay na sa iba mo lamang nakikita."

She stands up, and sits beside you. She grasps your hand, rubbing her thumb against your knuckles.

"Mamma..." You whisper. "Hindi pa naman po ako sigurado, pero..."

Sa tingin ko po, karapat-dapat po si Goyo para sa 'kin.

She nods, and plants a kiss on your forehead.

"Alam kong sa tingin mo ay karapat-dapat siya para sa iyo, at iyon din ang iniisip ko."

She tightens her grasp on your hand, and locks eyes with you. She had a gentle smile on her face.

"Masaya ako para sa 'yo, anak."

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You sighed nervously, wiping your sweating hands on your skirts as you watched Goyo walk closer and closer to you.

When he reaches where you sat, he grabs your hand and places a gentle kiss on your knuckles. He smiles at you, before sitting beside you.

"Bakit mo ako ipinatawag?" He asks, his voice quiet and gentle.

"Goyo, may sasabihin sana ako sa 'yo."

Your words made his heart skip a beat. He straightened his back, clearing his throat.

"Ano iyon...?"

You swallowed. This turned out to be harder than you expected. Reminder to self, never expect too much.

"Goyo..." You started. He was listening intently, looking at you with his beautiful brown eyes. "Matagal ko na itong pinag-iisipan. At..."

You paused, sucking in a breath. He looks confused, rubbing your knuckles with his thumb as an attempt to ease you.

"At...?" He asks.

"Nasabi ko na rin ito kay mamma at pappa." You continued. You spoke rather quickly, probably because of the nerves.

He doesn't reply, only nodding his head. You continued.

"Goyo," you called him. "Mayroon tayong mga pagkakaiba, na kailanma'y hindi natin kayang baguhin. Ngunit alam ko na hindi iyong magiging hadlang sa atin."

Goyo, who is utterly confused on what you were saying, asks, "Y/N? May problema ba?"

You shook your head. You squeezed his hand. "Goyo, gusto kong sabihin mo ang tunay mong nararamdaman para sa akin."

"Sinabi ko naman na sa iyo," he says. "Pero, unang kita ko pa lamang sa iyo, alam kong iniibig na kita. At iibigin kita hanggang mamatay ako, Y/N."

Looking back at the past events while Goyo was courting you, you noticed that he was really avoiding the women who tried to talk to him, except when it's needed. Every attempt of flirting was immediately shut down before it has even started.

He changed. He changed, for you.

Now that you're in front of him, and you're about to accept him as your lover officially, you wondered if all his efforts to court you are real. Is this worth it? You asked yourself.

Well, there is no harm in trying.

"Goyo." You called. Your tone serious, as if you're not at all nervous. "Alam kong ilang buwan mo pa lamang akong nililigawan, pero..."

His eyes widened. And suddenly, he looks nervous, too.

"Sandali." He cuts you off before you could speak. "Kung ano mang susunod mong sasabihin... Mamahalin pa rin kita. Hindi ako titigil, Y/N."

You smiled, nodding. "Alam ko, Goyo. Alam ko." You replied. "Sa dami ng mga kababaihang nagkakandarapa para lang mapansin mo, hindi ko alam kung bakit ako pa ang napili mong mahalin."

You locked eyes with him, ans squeezed his hand. You released a breath and continued.

"Pinapangarap ko lamang na maranasan ito noon..." You muttered. "Dahil iyon lang naman ang maari kong magawa dati. Wala nang iba."

"Y/N..."

You turned to him, a frown on your lips. "Alam kong hindi ako ang pinapangarap mo, Goyo. At alam kong hinding hindi ako ang papangarapin mo."

He tries to speak, but you cut him off before he could.

"Maraming iba diyan. Mas maganda, mas mayaman..." You pulled your hand from his hold. "May maibibigay na higit pa sa kaya kong ibigay sa iyo. Na mamahalin ka at ibabalik ang pagmamahal na ibinibigay mo."

He frowns, but he doesn't reply. So you continue.

"Goyo, hindi ako perpekto." You slowly grasp his hand again. "Tao lang ako, Goyo."

"Y/N." He calls your name. He caresses your hand. "Mamahalin kita maging sino ka. Handa akong harapin lahat ng pagsubok para lang mapasaiyo. Gagawin ko ang lahat ng aking makakaya para mapasaya ka."

That's how much he loves you. He is ready to let go of all he has and all his responsibilities just to be with you. For him, loving you is the greatest achievement he has received. All he had before you was nothing.

"Goyo..." You shook your head. "Hindi kita pinapunta rito para diyan."

He still doesn't know why you called him here though. But he is about to.

"Goyo, sinasagot na kita." You spoke. You released a breath that you didn't know you were holding. But you were still nervous about his reaction.

He looks... Surprised, to say the least. His eyes wide, and his lips parted. He lets go of your hand, and he looks like he was startled by what you just said.

It takes him a few moments to recover from his shock, and immediately utters your name.

You chuckled, while he moves to wrap his arms around you.

"Hindi mo ba ako binibiro?" He asks while hugging you.

You returned the hug, giggling. "Sa tingin mo ba ay kaya ko pang biruin ka sa lagay kong ito?"

He pulls away, so that he is able to cup your face and peck your lips. "Magagawa ko na rin ito sa 'yo." He smirks.

You roll your eyes, but smiles, feeling heat creep up to your cheeks.

"Mahal na mahal kita, Y/N. Higit pa sa kaya kong sambitin."

"Mahal na mahal din kita, Goyo." You replied, before locking lips with him once again.

It feels good, you think as you kiss him. To be loved by someone without begging for it in any way.

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HI GUYS!!!! Finally had the energy to write. Sorry it took so long to update 🥲 anywaysz, thank you for continuously reading this story. I appreciate you guys very much. Love y'all! ❤️‍🩹

Anywaysz, SINAGOT NA RIN NIYA SI GOYO! I think our ship is sailing (lolz I wrote this pala😂)

Thank you so much for reading. God Bless. - Agatha ❤️