The Littlest Things

Miracle

Daniel John Ford is a lot of things. He's mysterious. He's maangas. He's cool. He's an old soul. He's got a big, big heart. He's funny and deep and like a tatay. He's a protector. He likes to hold my hand. He's frank and honest and never boring. He's a great son and a GREAT lover. And people have seen all these. But what they don't see is the Daniel John Ford in boxers, holding a can of Pepsi while dancing to 70s funk in my bedroom, asking me if I want to see him do a bit of striptease.

GOOD GOD.

"What??" I asked, my big round eyes getting rounder and bigger, while he settles on my bed.

"Sabi ko, gusto mo ba mag striptease ako?" he asks, wearing that stupid grin he uses whenever he's teasing me. I want to kiss it off his face.

"I-- Mayb-- You don't dance," I finally say. I don't even believe myself.

"Tangi, kung ikaw lang naman manonood, sasayaw ako." Then he dips his head towards my shoulder and plants one kiss.

"While getting naked?" Yes, Kathryn, striptease nga eh.

"Yah. Before tayo mag-make love," he answers with a little laugh, as if it's a joke. As if he's not gonna do it when we both know he's the type that's gonna do it just to mess with me OH MY GOD HE'S GONNA DO IT

He stands up just when You Sexy Thing starts to play (yep I know the title, I'm this lolo's girlfriend) and he starts fiddling with the hem of his white shirt while swaying his hips H E L P

"I believe in miracles..."

Patawa yung song? Because, yes Lord, if I want to wake up the next day not totally insane (TOPLESS NA SIYA UY), I'd definitely need a miracle. 

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Padaan sa mga madaling araw niyo. ;) May nag-request lang. Vote and comment if you want. <3