Love Is You (2Moons2 Eng Trans)

Love Is You​ Part 5

This story's purely mine. So, you are prohibited from copying or posting this story without my permission as an author.

Here, i only borrowed the names of 2Moons2 players as my imagination in this ff.

Not accepting annoying criticism, especially for BenEarth. You can blaspheme me as a writer. But not for BenEarth. If you are still determined, I swear you will suffer for the rest of your life hahahaha.

Forgive if typos are still rampant (?) 😅

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POV EARTH

"Hey ... why are you silent? Angry?"

"I don't."

"Then why?" Asked the man behind me who was still giving me a massage on my shoulder from the time I washed the plate we were using earlier. "Shy?" He continued, to sound laughing.

I turned around and put on my best angry face for him.

"Don't put a face like that. I won't be afraid 'cause you look more adorable hahaha. "

"Ish!" I turned around, and back to washing the dishes.

"Come on ... they didn't say anything strange about the incident earlier. In fact it seems they are very happy with our interaction there. "

"Happy your ass!"

"Eyy ... no curse, baby Earth."

"Tsk !! After all, why did you forget to turn it off? "

"Actually, my initial intentions were to want them to see our interactions ... but I actually completely forgot about them. If I don't intend to photograph your cooking, I will certainly never remember it until I need my cellphone again. "

At that moment, Ben's cell phone, which he placed next to the wastafel rang.

Because there was right next to the sink where I was washing the dishes, I could automatically see who was the person who was trying to contact him now.

Lexy, Ben's lover.

Ben's hand movements stop. I saw him only paying attention to his cell phone without intending to answer a call that was still ringing.

"You don't want to answer it?" I asked, and seemed to surprise him until his body jumped a little.

"Huh?"

"Answer the phone... maybe she also saw your IGL earlier." I told him.

"Hmm ... I'll be right back." He answered, rubbing my hair as he often did.

"Okay." I nodded.

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I don't know what they are talking about.

Because until I finished washing all the dishes and tidying up the kitchen which was a bit of a mess from cooking, Ben hasn't returned yet.

Not knowing what to do, I walked to Ben's room, where my bag was stored.

While sitting on the bed, I started to open a Twitter account and looked at every post that mentioned my name or the name of the BenEarth couple.

Many of them discussed the IGL problem that Ben had just done.