(M) Unspoken Affection - MilkLove Fan Fic - Completed

18. Asking for help, what is it?

Love PoV

Today, as usual, the shop closed, and typically, I spend that time with Milk. However, today was different—I had the opportunity to meet up with some juniors whom Milk also knew. Prim, one of my closest friends, had reached out to schedule a meetup, which I gladly agreed to. I informed Milk about our plans, and she was supportive, planning to use the time to work on new designs in the studio with Tu, who was eager to learn a few new techniques. Sometimes, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy towards Tu. She seemed so perfect for Milk, and I often wondered why Milk had chosen me instead. Yet, over time, Tu had proven to be nothing but a good friend to Milk, and I trusted them both implicitly. Tu had even been a tremendous help with the business during times when Milk wasn't around.

After dropping Milk off at our pottery shop, I joined View and June as they had just opened their own store nearby. June was incredibly warm and polite, while View was more reserved. Despite my initial jealousy towards June, she and View had become dear friends, and I admired the strength of their bond. They were undoubtedly the loveliest couple I had ever met, with a love so resilient that no one could interfere.

After bidding farewell to them, I headed to the nearest mall to meet Prim. We decided to catch up over dessert at a cozy restaurant, both of us indulging in our shared love for sweets.

As I searched for a table, Prim spotted me and waved excitedly.

"Hey, Prim! Long time no see!" I greeted her warmly, returning her hug with equal enthusiasm.

"Yeah, it's been a while. Work has been keeping me busy—I hardly have time to socialize anymore. Adulting is tough!" Prim exclaimed, launching into a lively rant. She had always been a bright and spirited individual, even back in our school days. It was amusing to think that she had been the one to tell me, all those years ago, that Milk was head over heels for me. At the time, I hadn't taken her seriously, too oblivious to notice Milk's feelings.

"So, how's life treating you, Love?" Prim asked, giggling mischievously. She was well aware of my recent relationship with Milk and couldn't contain her happiness for me. While she had been supportive during my previous relationship with Gun, she had always believed that Milk and I were meant to be together.

"Same old routine—work, business, and Milk," I replied proudly, sharing in Prim's infectious excitement. I chuckled as she nudged me, amused by her perpetual enthusiasm for my relationship.

"Aww, isn't that sweet? How's Milk? Is she living up to your expectations as a girlfriend? Did she make you cry when she surprised you that day after your pipe burst?" Prim probed eagerly.

"She's amazing. So attentive and caring. And yes, we did shed some tears that day. It was quite the surprise—I was expecting Tu's help with the burst pipe, but there was Milk instead!" I recounted, reliving the emotional moment.

"Wow, that must have been quite the moment for both of you! Was she as surprised as you were?" Prim asked, hanging on my every word.

"Oh, she played it cool at first, acting nonchalant. But when we got to the pottery shop, she thought I had found someone new after breaking up with Gun! She can be so clueless sometimes. But when she finally opened up and poured her heart out, I couldn't help but melt. We both ended up in tears, but they were tears of happiness," I explained, a fond smile spreading across my face.

Prim sat there, visibly thrilled for me, bouncing with excitement. "I always knew you two were meant to be together! I'm so happy for you, Love. Milk is definitely the one for you."

"One thing though..." I hesitated, suddenly feeling bashful.

"What is it? Come on, spill!" Prim urged eagerly, her curiosity piqued.