Christian slowly stirred awake, his head pounding from the aftermath of last night’s drunken escapade. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he realized he wasn’t in his own bed. The unfamiliar, sleek interiors and the faint smell of coffee told him that he wasn't in his own condo. Kung kanino—hindi niya alam. No, rather, hindi siya sigurado.
Paano nga siya makakasigurado kung parehas silang nag iiwasan nitong mga nakaraang araw, hindi ba?
Hindi siya sigurado na kay Vrix nga ito noong una ngunit nang magawa ang mga mata niya sa side table, he realizes, tama nga siya. Nasa condo nga siya ni Vrix.
He groaned softly, rubbing his temples as he sat up, trying to piece together the events of the previous night. Sa sobrang sakit ng ulo niya ay gusto na lamang niyang mapamura. Mukhang nagsisisi siya sa mga ginawa niya. The last thing he remembered was drinking to forget the confusing whirlwind of emotions about Vrix—and now here he was, waking up in the very place he wanted to escape from.
"Shit," he whispered.
The door to the guest room creaked open, and Vrix stepped inside, holding a glass of water and some aspirin. "Here," he said, offering them to Christian.
Kahit na alam niya na kay Vrix nga ito but watching him like this makes his heart beat faster. Christian took the water, hesitating for a moment before popping the aspirin. Hindi na lang talaga niya alam ang gagawin niya. “Thanks..." he whispered after drinking the water and medicine. "For taking care of me,” he mumbled, his eyes avoiding Vrix’s gaze.
Nahihiya siya. Ano ba mga pinaggagawa niya kagabi? Wala naman siya sigurong sinabi, ano?
Vrix sat down on the edge of the bed, his expression unreadable. "No problem. You should've called me if you were going to drink like that." Shaking his head, "Kasalanan mo 'yan. Sino bang nagsabi na magpakalasing ka?" Vrix’s voice had a sharp edge, but there was concern behind it.
Mas lalo naman kumalabog ang dibdib ni Christian. For some reason, hindi niya alam pero ang bilis talaga ng tibok nito.
Christian let out a soft sigh, the silence between them thick with unspoken words. Tutal narito na rin naman, bakit hindi na lamang tanong, 'di ba? After taking a sip of water, he placed the glass on the bedside table and finally looked up at Vrix. Hindi niya alam ang sasabihin nito ngunit handa siya. “Why, Vrix?” His voice was soft but tinged with frustration. “Why have you been avoiding me?”
Nabigla si Vrix sa tinanong ni Christian, hindi niya akalain na magtatanong ito ngayon. His jaw clenched slightly, his gaze flickering away for a moment before he met Christian’s eyes again. “I’m not avoiding you, Christian.”
Of course, hindi naman tanga si Christian upang hindi malaman na nagsisinungaling ito. Hindi mawari ni Christian kung bakit ang pakiramdam niya ay matagal na niyang kilala si Vrix.
“You are,” Christian countered, sitting up straighter, his frustration finally spilling over. Kung maari lang ay binato na niya ang baso na hawak niya kanina. Hala naman din kasi na walang balak na magsabi ito ng totoo. “You’ve been distant. Cold, even. One moment you’re talking to me like we’re fine, and the next... it’s like you’re a different person. I don’t get it.”
Nang yumuko ang ulo ni Christian ay hindi naman maiwasan ni Vrix na mapalunok. Hindi niya gusto na nakikita ganito ang taong mahal niya.
Vrix ran a hand through his hair, his usual confident demeanor faltering. “It’s complicated.”
Christian let out a dry laugh. “Complicated? That’s your explanation? After everything? Just tell me the truth, Vrix. If I’ve done something wrong—if this is about what happened at the bar or something else—just say it.”
BINABASA MO ANG
Vrixian: The Missing Piece
RomanceDISCLAIMER: This fanfiction is a work of fiction inspired by the real-life couple Christian and Vrix, collectively known as Vrixian. It is not officially affiliated with or endorsed by them. All characters, settings, and scenarios in this story are...
