It was YMCA convention. It was a 5-day convention. Kris and I were good friends now. Avoiding him was inevitable. Ever since he and Fei started dating, Kris still followed me around. I was his buddy for this trip. We sat side by side on the bus. We were quiet. I was busy listening to Super Junior while he was watching on his laptop. The ride was 8 hours long. When we arrived at the camp it was already 10 in the evening. Kris carried my luggage for me while we walked to the guest house. He settled my things beside his. I was supposed to sleep in Heechul’s room when he suddenly grabbed my hand
“you can stay here and sleep with me”
“you’re kidding right?” I was surprised
“I’m your responsibility and you’re mine remember?”
“I’m not yours.” I glared at him
“yes, you are.” His tone was flat
“I’m not yours. Do I look like your property?” I was mad
“you will always be mine. Remember that” he death glared me.
Knowing him, I was scared for my life. I know what he is capable of.
He pushed the two beds together so that it would be big enough for the two of us. He laid on the bed and motioned me to sleep beside him. I laid my head on the pillows and he caressed my face and kissed my forehead. When I was sure he was asleep I slowly moved to the farthest side of the bed. In the morning, he woke up by hugging me tight
“good morning” he said
“hey” I said as I rubbed my eyes
“I’m hungry” he pouted
“what do you want?”
“make me ramen” he said
I went to the kitchen to cook some ramen and boil water for my coffee. It was still quiet. Our classmates were still asleep. When my coffee was ready I set it down because the ramen was still cooking, Kris suddenly grabs my cup of coffee
“hey! That’s mine!”
“what’s yours is mine and what’s mine is mine” he said and sipped
I ignored him and made another cup of coffee. I was staring out the window watching the sunrise. I suddenly smiled
“just like married couples” Kris whispered
I glared at him.
The ramen was finally ready. We ate in silence.
The next few days were weird for the people around us. Kris and I were like a couple again. We would spend time with each other and I would sleep in his room.
We would be in the same groups for the activities and we would exchange things. He would make me wear his jackets and would keep me warm.
It was our last night in the camp I was sleeping peacefully while he was at the foot of the bed watching on his laptop when I had a leg cramp. He was startled when I screamed.
“what’s wrong?” he was panicking
“my leg” I was crying
He suddenly pulls off the covers and noticed my leg cramp. He slowly massaged my leg and I kept on cursing him because it hurts badly.
“shh… it’s okay. I’m here” he whispers over and over to calm me down
It was so cold that night that my other leg had cramped up too. I started to whimper. He immediately massaged my other leg while I bit my lip because I might wake up our classmates. He doubled the covers and placed warmers for my legs. He hugged me to calm me down and hushed me to sleep.
In the morning, I couldn’t walk properly because my legs still hurt. Kris suddenly carries me.
“I can walk” I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck
“no, you can’t” and held me tight
It was another 8 hour drive back to Manila.
We held each other’s hand
“you’ll always be mine remember that.” He whispered to my ear and kissed my hand
I just smiled at him and I fell asleep.
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My Love Story
RomanceEvery love story has its beginnings... And every story can lead to a happy ending or tragic one.