Her smile,His world

Soft like a Bunny

My eyes keep flickering to Jason on the other side of the couch as he watches the television in utter silence and concentration.

My eyes flicker to the clock hanging above the television on the wall, the hum of the characters talking animatedly on the television filling the room.

Juliet is upstairs, tucked and sleeping peacefully under the covers while I'm here wandering about how this would work. I mean, I said I trust him but what now. Are we labelled as girlfriend or boyfriend now that we had kissed?

Ugh! I should stop thinking. Remember your motto, Tashi!
Go with the flow.

This, I can do. Going with the flow.

An arm falls upon my shoulders, startling me and pulling my body towards Jason. I look at him, fighting off the smile that is threatening to break from my face.

He is already staring at me with warmth filled eyes even though his face is expressionless. Now, I have learnt about what his eyes try to express even when he shows lack of expression or his lips utter nothing at all.

"Do you want to go to bed?" He asks, trailing his fingers on my cheeks. His eyes take my breath away that I can lost myself in them.

"I am not sleepy yet." I whisper.

"Me neither." He replies, leaning down towards my face without breaking the eye contact.

"Jason." I whisper against his lips which are just a mere inch away from mine as my heart starts beating wildly inside my chest. My eyes fluttering closed as his lips kisses the side of my mouth.

"Yes, Bunny?"

I open my eyes and narrow them down on him.
"Why do you call me that?" I groan.

His lips twitch as he pulls away and looks down at me. His eyes now has the thinking look probably contemplating whether to tell me or not.

He circles as his arms around my waist and pecks my cheek making my heart flutter.

"You are just so.. soft...like a bunny." He tells, his face contorts into a confusion one like he can't believe it.

I giggle at his reply.
"You mean to say I have some soft fat?" I tease him.

"No! You are not fat!" He panics, thinking that I got offended.

I shake my head at him.
"I am not mad. I know I have some healthy fat, I don't let it bother me." I tell him sincerely.

And this is the truth, I have some fat or healthy fat as what I like to call it. I have thick thighs and some belly but I am not overweight. I eat alright, everyone like food and enjoy eating it but I have drawn a line when to not overdo it and when I feel like I am getting over line in weight, I start doing jogging to help me maintain it. But like I mentioned, I am not slim at all.

"And it shouldn't because I like this fat on you. You are so soft." He tightens his arms around me, squeezing me playfully.

Putting my arms around his neck, I lift my head up and raise my eyebrows.

"Why do you like it?" I ask. I am happy that he likes me for who I am and how I am. Felix used to call me 'fat' playfully and that time, it hurt, too much. But now when someone call me that but I don't let it get to me too much, it does pinch my heart a little but I tell myself that I should like myself the way I am because sometimes you don't need other compliments. Sometimes you should encourage yourself by yourself.

Blur images of the time when I used to doubt myself clouds my vision. I have come so far now. I have learnt and still am learning to love myself for being me.