5am Start

Akiki

Real love doesn't meet you at your best, it meets you in your mess ~J.S Park

Yourri

I am in the kitchen helping my mother cook dinner by chopping some vegetables when suddenly the doorbell rings. "Are you expecting someone honey? " my mother asks me looking over the saucepan she's stirring.

"Nope, you?" I throw her question back at her she replies in the negative, "I'll go check who's there" I wipe my hands with a napkin before leaving the kitchen, not even bothering to take off my apron.

I check through the peephole and my breath hitches in my throat when I spot him him looking strikingly handsome as always.

"Hi" i say nervously when I open the door, still not sure of how to behave when I see him. "Someone's looking all fancy" I say taking in his appearance, the nervousness completely evaporating from within me. 

He's in a tan knee length jacket over a black round neck shirt and denim jeans with a forest green beanie on top of his head that does well in bringing out his eyes and covering his huge mop of curls and on his feet are jade nike air zoom ultra sneakers.

"Hey" He leans in to give me a soft sweet peck on my cheek that unleashes a thousand and one butterflies in my stomach. We've shared a more passionate kiss than this before but this also seems to do the magic, "can I come in?"

"Yes, yes why not" I open the door fully and step aside for him to come inside. He hangs his coat on the coat hanger on the wall in the foyer and that's when I start feeling insecure about my simple clothes made up of a baggy black t-shirt which once belonged to my father with the words, "racism, not in my name" sprawled across the front over black leggings and my hair is in a terrible excuse for a ponytail, not forgetting the horrible apron that is still wrapped about my waist.

I think he notices it because he pecks me briefly on the lips and whispers into my ear the words, "don't worry, you're beautiful" earning a smile from me, suddenly boosting my confidence.

"Now that's the smile, I've been looking forward to seeing" he taps my nose playfully and a wide grin finds it way on my face "I picked this up on my way here" he says handing me a box of twenty-five assorted Belgian chocolates and i thank him with a hug. Who'd have thought he could be so cute.

"Honey, who's there?" My mother calls from the kitchen breaking our little moment. I sigh exasperatedly from it having to end so soon, locking the door behind me.

"It's me CeCe" Xana replies himself taking my hand and lacing it with his, causing my heart to flip ten times.

"What are you still doing there, come over here" she hollers and we both walk into the kitchen hand in hand.

Xana

"Aren't you so handsome" CeCe beams excitedly once we get into the kitchen, "come on give me a hug" she says and I unwillingly pull my hand out of Yourri's and move closer to hug her, she hugs me very tight that I begin to cough.

"Mama! You're gonna strangle my boyfriend" Yourri complains on my behalf setting the box of chocolate on the marble island, making me smile, still in CeCe's strong arms. My boyfriend.

"Oh my bad" she laughs at herself, letting go of me, "you know what Xana, you should stay for dinner, it should be ready soon"

"Depends on what you're cooking" I shrug, "smells good in here by the way." The kitchen is filled with unusual spicy aroma but if I'm going to be eating dinner, it should be something I don't mind eating right?

"Thanks dear" she smiles achievingly, " I'm preparing Fusilli for dinner"  

"That's cool, I've never had homemade Fusilli before and with that i don't even remember the last time ate some."