In a Love Letter

Creeper

Early in the morning, Yan-chan made a light breakfast for the two of us. A simple meal of eggs and bacon. I, of course, relished in this great gift of life and returned the favor by washing the dishes. It took some back and forth with Yan-chan but I won thanks to my insistence.

While lazing around with Yan-chan before school hours start, the doorbell rang, probably my mom coming to pick me up. I took my uniform from yesterday into my bag and promised Yan-chan that I'll return her clothes once they've been washed.

Mom thanked Yan-chan profusely for taking me in, to which Yan-chan repeatedly stated that it was no problem.

"Kei, it's time to go home!"
Mom said from inside the car.

"Coming!"

I rushed towards mom's car but heard Yan-chan calling out to me from the doorway.

"Yeah?"
I replied, did I forget something?

"Kei... I'm sorry if I came off as rude last night. You're welcome here anytime."
Yan-chan said with a head tilt and a smile.

My insides churned and I felt like wanting to return to the fetal position because of pure glee. Did she realize that her words affected me? Was she really so attentive? That must mean she cares for me! She definitely cares for me!

With a wide grin,
"Don't regret what you just said, Yan-chan!"

I shouted at her while running and jumping towards mom's car, laughing like a lunatic along the way.

When I got into the passenger seat, mom said-

"Damn useless lesbian."

-with a forlorn sigh, which immediately ruined my joyful mood.

I smiled through gritted teeth, looking at her with a not-so-subtle glare. Mom ignored my silent warnings, though, and continued yapping.

"So? How'd your first sleepover go? Did you at least share the same bed?"

"Of course not. We're not that close yet."

After my apology, Yan-chan told me to sleep on the living room couch while she went upstairs to her bedroom.

"Haha! How pathetic! While you were miserably touching yourself on your crush's couch, I got myself laid after a nice dinner. Yet, you still insist on not taking any of my advice!"
Mom said with a hearty laugh.

"Mom! I was NOT touching myself!"
I said and lightly punched her shoulder.

But Mom was convinced that I had spent my night masturbating on Yan-chan's couch and kept making fun of me for something I definitely did not do!

I just tuned out her unending insults and stared through the window, watching the scenery pass by.

"So, what did you do?"
Mom's voice suddenly changed into something more serious.

"What do you mean?"
I whispered back a reply without even turning to look at her.

"Don't spin me as a fool. You think I didn't notice how awkward you were around that child earlier? You're a better liar than most but a mother has a keener eye when it comes to her own kid."

Tch, Mom took psychology as her major and continued with her studies on it even after university so she's able to read most people like an open book. Unfortunately, that means I'm the one that has to suffer because she always knows if I'm hiding something or not!

"Hmph... I snuck into her room in the middle of the night."

It didn't take much asking for me to spill the beans about my midnight excursion. I trust my Mom and she didn't even seem fazed, like she was already used to it.