timidity 》yuwin

15.

Yuta's pov:

3 days later:

Finally, it's weekend. Doyoung and I decided on what to do - we're going to go to a game arcade tomorrow in the evening. Which means I still have much time and I don't really have anything to do. Well, maybe I should clean my flat? Oh and I probably need to go shopping. I'm out of noodles and I really want to eat some pasta today, so that's what I am going to do first.

I get up lazily from bed and scribble a list of ingredients I need. After I'm finished I quickly change my clothes. I don't put much effort into my outfit. I'm only going to the grocery store. Whatever.

I look at the pile of trash all over my place...gosh I'm nasty. That's so funny but while looking at trash I think of Sicheng. Not that he is trash! Would never think that! He is the opposite of trash. Seems quite...royal. and also delicate? But we threw trash together a couple of days ago so that's why this thought process lead to my cute neighbour.

I sigh.

Now it'll only get worse. Probably. Even rubbish reminds me of the tiny, short and purely meaningless interaction we had. Reminds me of him. I might go crazy at this pace.

Back to cleaning Yuta! Get your shit together! - I think to myself then grab some things from the floor.

What do we have here? Packaging from chips, chocolate and what else? Ah right the receipt of Sicheng's order from the other day. They forgot to take it, that's no big deal, most people leave those behind. So I took it... since it reminded me that he was real.
That he came to my cafe. Probably just a coincidence, but I wanted to have a physical proof that it actually happened. He was with his girlfriend then tho...

I'm so psycho right now, I need to get out.

I speed out of the flat straight to my destination. I hear some footsteps, so I turn slightly to say hello to whoever is walking behind me. And right in front of me I see no one else but the man himself. Dong Sicheng. Messy hair. He's wearing glasses again. Checked shirt buttoned up wrong. Sweatpants. He's yawning, so his eyes are half closed. And suddenly he opens them. And I swear he opens them as wide as if he saw a ghost. Then he immidiately looks down at the bag of trash he's holding. He's stares at it almost aggressively.

"Ah" is the only thing that I hear from him

"We're meeting again in the same circumstances" I send him a warm smile hoping that he will feel more comfortable in my presence.

"Circum- what?"

"Circumstances...I mean on our way to throw out garbage. Again" I point at the bag in my hand.

"Again" he repeats.

"That's sorta our thing" I say jokingly "we should put it into our schedules, so we can continue our tradition. Our 4-minute-long-trash-throwing-date"

He looks at me confused.

Ah I regret saying that stupid shit again .

"I don't quite understand" he whispers.

"Oh I'm saying that we should plan when we are taking our trash out. So that we always do it together"

I'm so hella embarased explaining it

"But I'm just kidding anyway" I add.

We start walking. It feels awkward, so I should probably change the topic.

Before I think words come out of my mouth:

"Do you wanna hang out sometimes? Not just with the trash. Something fun"

He looks surprised.
He b l u s h e s

Damn I really don't want to scare him

"Maybe with someone else? My friends? You would probably prefer a small group right?" I suggest

"Small? Ah fewer people..yees" he stutters

"So maybe a group consistent of 4? I have 2 great friends. They're affable and really welcoming"

"That's fine with me" he says under his breath.

YES. HE SAID YES.

I take care of our business and we're done with the whole garbage thing. End of the date, I guess. I really don't want to part with him tho.

"Actually those friends of mine...I have talked to them about you, so I'm sure they will be excited to meet you, so no worries. Anyway you should think about where you want to go okay?"

Sicheng nods and smiles for a really short while. Short but at the same time long enough for me to notice.

"See you soon then?"

"Yeah. See ya" 

With that we're settled and going back to our daily routine. It seems like he's returning to his flat. I could walk him home, but I don't want to be clingy. He might find me creepy. I'm the one talking bullshit every time we come across each other. Maybe he doesn't enjoy my presence. He may think I'm weird for trying to talk to him when we meet accidentaly instead of just saying hi and going my own way. We did it like that for a month. We ignored each other just well. I can't do that anymore but at the same time I don't want to make him freak out. So I just watch him going away. I need to go to grocery store anyway. That was my goal to begin with. 

I turn to in the opposite direction.

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I'm back on track & planning to update soon!  sorry for the (huge) delay... I hope that won't happen ever again (but as Hannah Montana sang - nobody's perfect)

Thank you for reading 

~noebedre