The Coño Boy 6: Ten Lifetimes With You

Chapter Forty: Midnight Rain

Casa de Arrastia
Poblacion
San Angel
30 May 2019
11:48 pm

Migz knocks twice on the small wooden door adjoining their rooms before opening it.

Migz: Di ka pa ba ina-antok?

He asks as he steps inside Drake's room.

He finds Drake seated by his work desk with his MacBook.

Drake: A bit pero I can't help but take a look at the photos I took.

Drake turns around to see Migz seated by the right side of the four poster bed behind him.

Drake: Hindi ka yata naka-pantulog?

He asks while looking at what Migz is wearing: not his usual boxers and sleeveless shirt.

Migz: Ba-baba-baba kasi ako to check on the progress sa flowers ng carroza.

Lightning flashes through the sky followed by the sound thunder.

Migz: Mukhang uulan pa yata.

Migz says as he looks out of the open window.

Drake: Will they be safe downstairs?

He asks.

Lightning flashes, its jagged crack runs across the dark sky outside once again.

The sheer white drapes drawn open sway lightly as the wind blowing in from the outside picks up some speed.

Migz: Malapad naman yung tent saka may spare tent ako na pina-tayo pa para sa mga mag-gagayak.

He assures him.

Drake: You think of everything, don't you?

Drake turns around to focus his attention at the photos on his laptop.

Migz stays quiet.

Drake clicks away at his keyboard.

Migz: Ako pa ba?

He ignores Migz's reply as he zooms in on one of the photos.

A stronger, cooler, gush of wind comes in from the window. Drake turns his head slightly to the left to catch the one of the sheer white drapes billow. The temperature drops as the wind coming from outside picks up more speed.

He feels a weight press upon his right shoulder.

He shifts his head back to find himself cheek to cheek with Migz whose chin is resting on his right shoulder while his left cheek grazes Drake's light cheek ever so lightly; looking at the Macbook's screen.

He feels the strange mix of both ticklish and tingly and the skin of their cheeks come into contact. Drake jerks a bit to the left but Migz presses his chin a bit more onto Drake's shoulder.

Drake: Uhhmmm, what are you doing?

He asks.

Drake could still feel the slightly electric energy left by the light contact of their cheeks.

Migz: Humihingi lang ng lakas.

He whispers.

Drake: You're tired na, ano?

Drake asks as he tilts his head to the right bumping into Migz's left temple.

Migz: Medyo nag-worry ako sa 'yo kanina.

He whispers.

Drake: Alam mo what, you have nothing to worry about. As if naman kay Basty ako umu-uwi rito sa San Angel or something.