Love Stories Over A Cup Of Coffee

Eight: Holding your hands

"Why is your face like that?" I asked Earth as he approaches.

We just finished the pictorial, he wanted to show our parents that we are indeed a couple. He even asked Ohm to take photos of us.

He was so enthusiastic while taking the photos. Now, he looked annoyed.

He sat down beside me.

"Look at those two." He pointed at Ohm and Fluke standing near the gate, talking.

"What about them?" I asked. They're just doing what they usually do when left alone.

"Ughhhhhh, really? They have to flirt in front of me?" He rolled his eyes.

"They do that all the time. Talking, stealing glances, smiling, and asking permissions to hold hands and the likes." His eyes widened when I said the last one.

"For real?! They ask each other's permission for skinship?!" I nodded. "Wow, just wow." He looked at them, maybe thinking how Ohm and Fluke's relationship will be after a few years. "P'Kao, I'm wondering about something."

"What again?" I asked him. If he's going to ask me to do another photoshoot, I will not do it anymore. It's already hot. And I'm already tired.

"How did you end up being in a relationship with P'Heart?" Hearing her name pains still, a little. Earth looked at me and might have seen my expression. "Oh my dear, I'm sorry Phi. Are you still not okay to talk about her? Did she contact you already?"

I shook my head. "She hasn't. She blocked me in social networking sites."

"FOR REAL?!" He said it so loud that Ohm and Fluke looked at our direction.

I just nodded. He pouted.

"I'm sorry to hear that P'Kao. And I'm so sorry for dragging you to this chaos." He looked apologetic enough.

"Don't be sorry." I wanted to tell him that we're doing this for a cause but I cannot even remember the cause. "What were you saying earlier?" I asked him to signal that he can ask me about Heart.

"Hmmmmm, are you sure?" He asked, looking worried. I nodded. "Okay." He took a deep breath. "P'Kao, how did you end up with her?" I raised an eyebrow. I didn't get what he meant. "I mean, you don't like affection that much. You cringe at the slightest romantic thing ever. And you don't really like skinship."

I just looked at him.

"P'Kao? What? Answer meeeeeeeeeee."

I took a deep breath. "Well, there is always an exemption, maybe?"

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right. I bet you never held her hand." He told me, challenging me.

"I did." His eyes widened.

"OMG OMG OMG OMG!!! HOW MANY TIMES?" What does he mean by that? "What I mean is, do you usually hold hands?"

"No."

"Huh? Whyyyy?"

"Because, with the type of work we have, it's more hygienic not hold hands."

He showed me his hand.

I just looked at him, waiting for him to tell me what he wants to do.

"Hold my hand." He demanded. "Come on, we need to do this, we're a couple, remember?"

I held his hand. Now that our hands are intertwined, I realised how soft his hand is.

He held my hand tighter. I looked at him and he gave me a teasing smile. I held his hand tighter, but I was careful not to crush his bones.