MGA PAKIWARI AT PAGMUMUNI-MUNI (An AlDub Collection of Poems and Short Stories)

White Polo Shirt

Because @tinadl pointed this one out to me. Now I cannot get it out of my head. 😅

Also, Happy 52nd Weeksary! We've come a long way. Thank you for staying and for sticking it always with our bibis. 😍😍😍

Unbeta'ed and not proofread okies??

FICTION. OK? OK.

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"Love, hindi na nakakatuwa ha?" she complained as she was buttoning up his shirt.

"Oh, ano na naman ba ang ginawa ko?" he innocently asked. His smile, however, belied the truth.

They were in his Jaguar in the parking lot of Broadway, early that morning. As they were about to go down the car, he had other plans and pulled her back inside said car. Thank God for tinted windows.

"This is the 4th off-shoulder top of mine na sinira mo dahil sa panggigigil mo," she replied, pouting while showing him her ripped white blouse.

"Buti na lang pala at dala ko pa itong extra white polo ko from the premiere night 'no?" he asked, smirking, his dimple showing while she was buttoning up said polo shirt. "Bakit naman kasi ngayon mo pa nakalimutan magdala ng extra?"

"Sino kaya yung nagmamadali kanina pag sundo sakin while I wasn't ready? Kahit na ang aga aga pa??"

He laughed in response. That hearty laugh that bespoke of real joy. The laugh that he only does in her presence. The laugh that also makes her smile in return.

"Pasalamat ka at medyo bagay itong style na 'to sa outfit ko ngayon. Naku kung hindi..." she said, still pouting even through her smile as she was on the last button up.

"Eh di sa susunod, wag ka ng mag-o-off shoulder pag alam mong susunduin kita. White pa talaga yung suot mo," he shrugged. "Alam mo namang weakness ko 'yun," he added, trailing a finger on her still exposed clavicle.

She slapped his hand away from which he slightly yelped from. "Stop it, Faulkerson! Ang harot harot mo talaga!"

"Gusto mo rin naman..."

"Hmp!" she exclaimed. "Hindi na rin kaya nakakatuwa kasi marami ng nakakapansin na mukhang damit mo madalas ang sinusuot ko lately. Tapos every Weeksary na lang din! You did this during the taping last week for the Weeksary too!" she complained further.

"Well, let them know. I don't care," he shrugged again, the grin not really leaving his lips. "My clothes look good on you anyway."

She glared at him then. But all of a sudden, her gaze shifted and became naughty. He gulped, seeing the glint in her eyes. He knew that look all too well, having been the recipient of said look countless of times before. He knew she was up to no good.

"Fine. I have a dare for you," she said lowly.

"Ano 'yun?" he asked, voice suddenly hoarse.

"No harot whatsoever and stolen kisses from you, backstage or otherwise and you can do whatever you want with me. Tonight."

He stared back at her as she gazed at him unflinchingly. Then slowly, he smirked, a naughty glint appearing in his own eyes as well.

"Dare accepted."