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Samgyupsal. Jihoon woke up as his surroundings smelled like his favorite samgyupsal. Nagtaka siya kung saan nanggagaling ang amoy na ito. He was about to jump out of bed kaso his door opened and it revealed a choi seungcheol in an apron and chefs hat.
"GOODMORNING, JIHOONIE!!"
Sabi nito habang binababa ang tray ng pagkain sa harap ni jihoon. Jihoon was again, shookt. But he looked at the samgyupsal first.
"Hindi kaya nilason mo to?"
He asked seungcheol who was currently opening the blinds of jihoon's window making the sunshine more visible to their eyes. Sadly, masyado itong nakakasilaw kay jihoon.
"PUTANGINA ISARA MO!! NAKAKASILAW!!!"
But seungcheol just looked at him. The sun wasn't even that bright.
"Alam mo jihoon, mas maganda kung bubuksan ang bintana naee?? Nagbintana ka pa kung di mo naman gagamitin? Pinaderan mo nalang sana. Saka Bakit ko naman yan lalasunin? Eh i made that wiTH ALL OF MAH LUVV 4 u bICOZ UR MAH EBERITING"
Sagot nito kay jihoon habang nagt-twinkle twinkle pa ang mga mata not to mention he was also giggling like a teen age girl who saw their crush walked by the hallway
"Yuck fuck off."
"No i wont."
"Ano pa bang ginagawa mo dito? I told you to leave yesterday."
Seungcheol sighed as he sits on jihoon bed. Jihoon wanted to kill him because 'jihoon's bed is jihoons'. But insted of killing the heck out of him, he let him anyways.
"Can you afford to get me a new pair of wings?"
Kumunot ang noo ni jihoon sa mga sinasabi ni seungcheol. Like why the hell would seungcheol need wings?
"Uhmm moddess at whispher cottony soft sanitary napkins ba pinaguusapan natin?"
Tanong niya dito. Seungcheol burst out laughing at his innocence.
"Nae, Lee Jihoon. Stay innocent ok? Stay like that."
Seungcheol said at the back of his mind while admiring how this human being is. Jihoon was cute. Jihoon was way beyond being just cute.
"It's hard to explain. Hindi ko alam kung maniniwala ka, pero im an angel of death. Matagal na kitang binabantayan."
"So does that means, mamamatay na ko? Ha? kuyang angel of death?"
"Hindi- kiNGINA NAMAN PATAPUSIN KASI JIJOON!! AND HIHIHI IM UR ANGEL OF DEATH PUE"
"Sino si jijoon?!"
"Ikaw!"
"Hindi ako si jijoon?1!1?1!?! pUTANGINA MO! TANGA!"
"SORRY NAMAN TANGA LANG!!!"
"EH KAKASABI KO LAN DIBA?1!1?!"
"SANDALI NGA LANG!! LUMAYO NA TAYO SA PINAGUUSAPAN EH!?1!?1"
Napasapo nalang ng ulo si seungcheol.
"The deaths of your love ones? Ako kumukuha ng mga kaluluwa nila."
Jihoon becama silent this time. Napansin niyang nagseryoso ang boses ni seungcheol. A bit of silence was lended to them , until cheol starts speaking again.
"I always see you in one corner. Crying or should i say hiding your tears?"
Iniwasan ni Jihoon ang tingin si seungcheol sakanya.
Is this a guilt trip?
He asked himself.
"Jihoon. I heard everything that you said on your mom's first night of lament."
Jihoon's eyes grew wide. Tears were filling his eyes but none of them escaped. No, he cant cry here. He can't be weak here.
"Are you sure that your mom is the only person who can love you despite of your imperfections?"
Hindi alam ni jihoon kung anong nangyari. Pero seungcheol was suddenly besdie him. Seungcheol reached for out for jihoon's hand.
"Jihoon, gusto kita. The moment i first saw you up to now, gustong gusto kita. Hayaan mong ipakita ko sayo kung anong nararamdaman ko."
Jihoon looked at his hand which was tangled around with seungcheol's hand. Pero binawi niya ang kamay niya.
"Kung inaakala mong magugustuhan kita pabalik, mamamatay ka lang sa maling akala."
He answered him. But insted of getting a reply, jihoon heard seungcheol's giggle.
Hala kingina nabaliw na ata--
"Actually, i don't mind."
Seungcheol told him with a smile plastered on his face.
"Ano?"
"Hindi ko kailangan ng pagmamahal mo, gusto ko lang maiparamdam sayo na mahal kita."
"What do you mean?"
Jihoon's mind was a hurricane right now. Sobrang gulo lang. Hindi niya alam kung ginaago ba siya ng lalaking bigla nalang siyang sinundad sa kahit saan siya pumunta o totoo ba lahat ng sinasabi niya. He has in deep thoughts kasi biglang nawala ang mga iniisip niya nang maramdamang pinaglalaruan ni seungcheol ang buhok niya.
"Lee Jihoon, you deserve to feel loved. Even from a death angel like me."
"....."
Jihoon couldn't say a thing. Masyado siyang nabigla sa mga pangyayari. All he feels were butterflies flying around his stomach. He rejected the feeling.
"And the best part there is you don't need to reciprocate. Just let me love you, Lee Jihoon."
A moment of silence and an awkward athmosphere is what they got in return. Seungcheol stood up ready to leave. Pero huminto siya nang mapihit niya ang pintuan. He looked back at jihoon and flashed a sweet smile.
"Kainin mo na yang pagkain mo, baka lumamig yan sige ka. Tas mala-late ka nadin pala sa klase mo."
Sabi nito bago tuluyang lumabas ng kwarto. Jihoon felt his face heat up. He sighed as he grabbed the chopsticks beside his plate.
"Malalate nako sa klase ko, eh sabado ngayon. Hay Nako."
Napailing nalang si jihoon habang kinakain ang pagkain sa harapan niya. He might not noticed it, but Lee Jihoon smiled for a while.
"Atleast, masarap siyang magluto."
Somewhere around jihoons open veranda, seungcheol was hiding. He heard everything jihoon said.
"Effective pala talaga yung cook book na hiniram ko kay Mingyu "
He said and finally bumaba na siya. Kaso nasabit yung paa niya kaya nagcrash landing si papi. Mabuti nalang at hindi narinig ni jihoon ang pagbagsak niya.
"Ayos lang yan seungcheol, gwapo ka padin. Matino ka padin. Kingina bakit kasi sumabit pa ko sa veranda eh."
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