"Oh boo hoo!" Soul said mockingly as he closed the lid on his cookie container.
"What!" I replied irritated by his lack of sympathy for me.
"What do you mean what! Stop acting like you're the victim here Tower. You left Babel hanging... remember?"
"I left because I needed time to think! I couldn't make heads or tail of the situation. I got scared, alright? I got so scared Soul. It's not as if I've experienced anything like this before." I answered, finally accepting what I've been feeling the past few days.
"Heads or tails. Top or bottom. Versa or side. Don't you get it you big log of testosterone? They're all just titles! Why do you need to define anything? Whether it's like or love the important thing is that you do feel something for Babel. Just tell him, silly. Tell him you don't know what it is, but at the same time you want to find out... with him by your side."
"I chickened out. I couldn't face him. Now he's... gone." I started looking down at my sneakers when a whole cannister of cookies hit me on the head.
"You moron, he's not gone. He's talking right now to your uncle next door! Now get your well sculpted ass out of here and just tell him. No need to sulk. You're both spreading the 'woe is me' syndrome throughout the entire building. And I'm sick of it."
"What if he doesn't want me back? What if he pulls away?" I asked doubting myself.
"That's a possibility, true. But what if he does want you back? What if he doesn't push you away... but rather pulls you in closer? You gotta man up Tower. You made a mistake. Now go do something about it. Show some balls man!"
"Already? But, we haven't even kissed yet. Don't you think showing my balls is a bit too soon?" I smirked, only to see a whole pack of unopened cookies hurtling towards me.
Moments later I closed the office door behind me, dusting some crumbs off my hair and knitted sweatshirt thinking of how to properly apologize to my Babel. I hope he forgives me. I hope he still loves me. Whatever it is, as long as he doesn't leave me, I'm willing to settle for... crumbs.
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"The Tower Of Babel..."
RomanceThey called him "Tower". Probably because of his height. At 5'11, he was taller than most Asians in my country. He was built like a brickhouse, with muscles where either fat or loose skin should be. Most of all... he was handsome. Quite the combinat...
