Days In The Sun (BL)

EZRA 2:00 AM

I walk on the streets, feeling all safe. It’s dark but the streetlights illuminate the road with its yellow glow. I’m on my way to Shaka Café, which according to google, is closed right now but I’m taking my chances. It’s cold, but surely, when the sun rises the heat would be scorching yet the wind would join in and they’d create a perfect temperature. I was scrolling on my playlist looking for Joji’s songs when a really loud noise sounded the empty streets. Sounds like a girl, drunk talking gibberish and, a motorcycle. They passed by me and the driver smiled at me. Weird.

By the time I got to Shaka Café the lights were lit and the store seemed to be open, I make my way in and inhale the fresh smell of the store, the design here is really pleasing, relaxing, and very warm.

“You’re open?” I asked on the counter.

The girl who seemed like 19 or 18 I’m not sure, she smiled at me and said, “Yes sir, we’re open for 24 hours today. What would you like to order sir?” I looked at their menu, I told her my orders and she said she’ll have I served on my table, I pick the table by the ocean view, I’d love to see the sun rise and glisten on the barreling waves. The doors clanked open, I look at it to see who’s coming in. To my surprise, it’s the driver from the motorcycle earlier. He went straight for the counter and gave the cashier a high five, they were laughing while he was talking which I suppose is his orders. I scroll back on my playlist, I have not been able to play that Joji song I wanted to play. I’m having a hard time choosing between Slow Dancing In The Dark or Will He, i plug my earphones and click Slow Dancing In The Dark.

I felt something tug at the back of my shirt, I turn around and it was him, the motorcycle rider, smiling at me. I take off my earphones, he must’ve said something and my song was too loud for me to hear it.

“Can I sit with you?” he asked.  I looked at the surroundings, there are a lot of empty tables, in fact we're the only customers right now. I looked back at him and he was smiling expectantly.

“Sure.” I said. He sat in  front of me and smiled again, what’s with people and smiles huh. “I’m Kurt.” He offered his hand for a handshake.

I stare at it with shock, not a lot of people introduce their selves to me. I hesitantly took it and shook it,

“Ezra.”

I put my hand back in my lap and I also take off my earphones and keep it, he might find it rude. It was awkward so I opened Instagram, my friends have posted pictures of themselves, I click the Instagram Stories feature and take a photo of the dim view outside and then send it. Kurt shrugged and stifled a chuckle. I look at him suspiciously and I didn’t realized I was looking so intently that he choked on his chuckle, “Oh I’m sorry I wasn’t laughing at you I just find it cute that you’re into photography.” He explained, I felt a sudden warmth shudder in my insides, cute?

“Uhm I was just updating my Instagram Story, you know, the norms.” I said trying hard to sound comfortable with these kinds of acquaintances. “Oh so you’re on Instagram, so you do like photography?” he asked. It was  my turn to stifle a laugh, “ No I haven’t posted anything here.” I said. He was about to reply when the girl from the counter came over to bring our orders.

“Order number 5I746,” I told her that was mine and she placed my food on the table, “and order number 5J857” she said. Startled, I looked at her.

“That’s mine!” Kurt said and smiled at the girl. I looked at him, and every detail of the moment; 5J857, that's my password. I was so deep in my thought I didn’t notice him looking at me.

“Hey are you okay?” he asks, I snap out of the day dream.

“N-no yes, it’s just-” he looks at me curiously. “Your order number 5J857, that’s my password and I just found it weirdly fascinating.” I explained. He rubs his chin as though he studies the situation, “ I think, this is…” he continues to rub his chin and it’s annoying because I’m finding him cute with the gesture. “I think it’s destiny.” He says, and that took me by surprise.