Pertinacious Kimmon, Hapless Copter

Chapter 16

'That was really embarrassing!!! Stupid Copter!!!' Copter was on his bed once he finished his business in the bathroom, whatever that business was. He was covered from the foot to the head, hiding trying to wear off the humiliated he felt, but he knew it will forever be there. He was red, thinking about how to face Kimmon again. But then, his mind was brought to the kiss. Slowly his fingers touching his lips, remembering the softness of Kimmon's lips touching his, thus, there it was, his first kiss. If his face earlier were red of embarrassment, now the redness was spread to the ear and the neck of blush, and once again his heart thumping fast, feeling happier than ever. And the fact that Kimmon his first kiss, he felt blessed and happy.

'What does it mean then?' it occurs to him, if it meant something to Kimmon, just like it meant for him. And now, his upper body was up on the side with one hand to the side on the bed, supporting his body, and the other still on his lips. He was afraid to think, for he knew he will think the worst. But then again, he can't blame himself, since he was used to the worst things in his life, rather thinking positively hopeful for something he wasn't sure of. His mind was still drifted away when he felt arms circling his body and he felt warm on his back. Kimmon put his chin on Copter's shoulder. "You were spacing out again. This habit of yours is really not a healthy one, Copter na. From now on, I want you to promise me na, instead of using your brain thinking something you don't have an answer for, I want you to talk it out to me. Whatever it is, okay, Cop?"

Kimmon put one of his hands on Copter's cheek and pulling it, forcing Copter turning his head facing Kimmon. However, instead of facing Kimmon, Copter was facing down, avoiding Kimmon's gaze. "Or do you want me to guess?" using his playful tone, Kimmon trying to change the atmosphere. It does making Copter turning his gaze on Kimmon, though still silent. "Since you were touching your lips while sinking in the deep thoughts, I guess you were thinking about me?" Hearing the guess, Copter standing up pushing Kimmon making Kimmon almost stumble on the bed. "Ouchhh, you are so strong boy, Cop. Why are you pushing me?" Kimmon was complaining while pouting. He was damn pouting and as crazy as he thought, Kimmon's pouty lips were really cute and he was captivated by the big guy. How ridiculous was that a tall muscle guy, well, that was how he saw Kimmon, with pouty lips? This is insane!!!

"See, you were spacing out again, just after pushing me..... I never thought you were a mean boy." Said Kimmon, still pouting. And Copter was smiling to that. "I guess that was really unhealthy habit of mine, right P'Kim?" Now Kimmon was smiling widely when he can see those dimples he missed the most. "I still want to know what is in your mind, but as I said, you can't let your stomach empty for long. Come, I've brought our lunch and already set it up at veranda, though I think you don't even realize the maid was come and go." Hearing Kimmon, Copter's turn to the veranda and seeing a table fit enough at the veranda with a couple of chairs were set up. There was a single meal on each side of the table, opposite to each other. Oh my, his mind was really wander off deeply, and here he thought he was okay all this time, and keep telling Kimmon how okay he was when clearly he wasn't.

Suddenly he can feel a tap on his hand, making him out from his deep reverie, again. Kimmon was holding his hand and pulling him to the table. Once they were beside the table, Kimmon let go of his hand and pulling the chair for him to seat on. He took the seat and watch Kimmon making his way to his seat. Once Kimmon started eating, Copter was just observing Kimmon using the knife and fork eating the steak a few times before he was holding his own knife and fork, reluctantly, for he was never eating steak before. He wasn't sure how to use the knife with fork, cutting the meat. Just when he lifts his hand with the knife to start, then suddenly his plate was lifting up instead, switching his plate with Kimmon's. "I'll teach you next time, but for our first lunch date, let me do that for you. Just eat it, okay," said Kimmon while looking at him smiling, then proceed with his own food. However, instead of having his own meal, Copter's was ponder on the words 'date'. 'Lunch date?' After a while, Kimmon was looking up to Copter.