Cockpit | Jicheol

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Jihoon felt like his breath was permanently knocked out of him. He couldn't properly breathe. Hindi siya mapakali sa kinatatayuan, 10 meters away from the gate, habang hinihintay si Felicity. It was not as if they'll be having their first ever date, it's just that the idea of finally seeing her mom is what made him anxious.

How do I greet her?

Should I bring her something?

Ano namang topic ang pwede kong i-open?

Magugustuhan niya kaya ako?

Tsk. Jihoon shook his head and laid his back on the wall. Simula pa kagabi ay pinepeste na siya ng mga katanungan sa utak niya. Well, pwede niya namang pakitunguhan ang mama ni Felicity kagaya ng pakikitungo niya sa mama ni Seungcheol. But the problem was, magkaiba ang mama ni Seungcheol sa mama ni Felicity. Seungcheol's mom was practically his mother. Kaya hindi rin niya pwedeng mai-apply ang pakikitungo niya rito sa mama ni Felicity. He felt so attacked, really. Hindi niya akalain na aayain siyang muli ni Felicity for a date when it was actually Seungcheol's turn to earn brownie points.

Seungcheol.

His heart crumpled a bit at the thought of his bestfriend who might have been so down somewhere inside the campus. Feeling niya ay nagtataksil siya kay Seungcheol dahil, imbes na siya ang kasama ni Felicity, siya pa ang kasama nito ngayon, and much worse, he didn't tell her about her mom's health condition. Siyempre naisip niya rin na baka dapat itong malaman ni Seungcheol but . . . he thought that this could be an advantage against Choi Seungcheol that he wouldn't want to slip off his hands. He and Seungcheol are still in good terms but a competition is a competition. Only one person has to win and he wouldn't want losing, although he knows it would also break his heart kapag nasaktan din ang kaibigan niya. Basically means, the Jihoon still cares for the Seungcheol and that he's still push and pull on this.

"Jihoonie!" Agad na lumipad ang lahat ng iniisip niya nang may tumawag sa kaniya. Felicity was doing a half-walk half-run towards him, and he did nothing but to stare at the girl, like a bride floating down the aisle and him, waiting like a groom.

Jihoon smirked at the thought. Hindi niya naman kasi maiwasan. Felicity was just the perfect description of perfection. She has this cute doll eyes, cheeks tinted of pink, red and soft lips, long, thick lashes, and . . . she has the body. Sa madaling salita, she's the girl of his dreams. May katangkaran nga lang ito kaya kahit papaano hindi niya maiwasan na mailang kapag kasama siya. Tandang-tanda niya n'ong nakaraang date nila habang naglalakad pauwi, napagkamalan pa siyang nakababatang pinsan ni Felicity ng isang kaklase nito n'ong highschool. He fought the urge to punch the dumbarse guy's face. Kung hindi lang talaga nakakahiya sa kagandahan ni Felicity, bugbog sarado na sana ang lalaki umuwi. He may be small, but his smallness can make a huge damage on someone's life. A luscious cherry but the poisonous type.

"Hi," he greeted her, showing his thin smile. Tumitig siya sa mata nito and he just realized na pareho pala sila ng mata ni Seungcheol. The difference was just, Seungcheol's eyes are manly. Pero pagdating sa kapal at haba ng lashes ay parehong-pareho sila ni Felicity. Sakto lang din ang tangkad niya kay Seungcheol--he finally looked away. Bakit ba naisip niya na naman si Seungcheol? At bakit ba parang iniisip niya na mas bagay si Seungcheol kay Felicity at hindi sa kaniya?

Mukha lang manly si Seungcheol, no.

"Jihoon?" Natagpuan niya ang nakakunot na noo ni Felicity sa kaniya. He spaced out, again.

"Sorry, may naalala lang kasi ako."

"Ano naman 'yon?"

That freaking bestfriend of mine.