The Unpaid Therapist!

Prologue;

I woke up in the middle of the night because I felt hungy, wala naman akong kasama sa kwarto kaya lumabas na din agad ako to look for a food. I went to our kitchen and that where I found Seifer, he was busy, cooking... while he was watching an anime. He was a strange view for some reason, kilala ko naman na siya at sanay na rin. I just don't understand the feelings I'm feeling whenever his around.

I tried to move closer to him to check what is he cooking, he was wearing an apron without his shirt on kaya mabilis akong nag iwas ng tingin, jesus! This man! Kahit kaylan. "What are you doing?" Fudge! Bakit parang ang attractive niyang tignan while wearing an apron? Wait, what am I thinking?! Umupo ako sa upuan sa kitchen counter table, I don't know why I even thought of that. Lagi ko naman siyang nakikita huh.

"Why are you looking?" He asked me slightly teasing, my forehead creased, "I asked you first." I said, he has this kind of hobby na kahit ako naman ang unang nag tanong, mag-tatanong rin siya kahit hindi pa niya ako sinasagot. 

"Well then, I'm cooking your food love." He casually said.

"Well obviously your cooking, I mean why are you even cooking? Saka sinabihan na kita." Hindi ko na natuloy ang sasabihin ko dahil na una na niyang tapusin iyon.

"I know, don't call me love..." He pasued and stared at me. "Love." He smirks after that, tinalikuran niya ako at binalikan ang niluluto niya.

"Right, bakit nga ba kita sinasaway? You woudn't listen anyways."

"Mag-pahinga kana lang, umakyat kana lang ulit sa kwarto mo. I know I looked good but I don't like to be watch while I'm cooking." He wink at me. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Seriously? Your so full of yourself, eh fried chicken lang naman yan." Tss, monggoloid talaga to.

"Really?" Manghang tanong niya. "Hmm can you fry these for me though?" He chuckled, "Kidding." Pag-papatuloy niya. "Nag salita ang marunong mag-luto." Pang-aasar pa niya.

"Tsss, ayoko saka na hihilo pa nga ako."

"Do you want sinigang?" Tanong niya, lumapit siya sakin at chineck yung temperature ko. "I can cook sinigang."

"No! Okay na yan."

"Para maka-higop ka ng sabaw, can you wait? Mag-luluto ako ng sinigang." Pag-papatuloy niya, he looks serious right now, parang walang balak mag-papigil. Na gulat na lang ako ng patayin niya ang kalan staka siya lumapit sa akin. "Tapos kana-" I wasn't able to finish my sentence when he carried me.

"What are you doing?" I ask confused. "Carrying you." Simpleng sagot niya, like it wasn't big deal... at all. "Will you stop answering obvious answer?! And please, I'm okay put me down."

"Then will you stop asking obvious question?" He naughtily smirked.

Natahimik ako dahil sa sinabi niya, "Your annoying," I said after a few seconds. "I prefer stubborn." He corrected me, he was smiling the whole time he answered me. I don't know why but I eventually let him carry me, its obvious because... hindi ako pumapalag! What the heck is wrong with me?

"Na mu-mutla ka."

"Shut-up Seifer!"

"Why? Mukhang masama pa ang pakiramdam mo i-aakyat nakita sa kwarto mo." He was serious but smiling at the same time, he makes me more pissed. Nakatitig lang ako sakanya habang buhat-buhat niya ako, "Why?" he asked me. Marahan lang ang lakad niya habang nasa hagdan kami, for some reason I felt comfortable.

"Wala." Sagot ko. "Why? Am I that handsome? You can't take your eyes on me huh." Ngumisi siya sa akin, his confidence will be the cause of my death. I mean how am I suppose to deal with him? He's really is stubborn.