It Will End In A Kiss

Here Comes Trouble

(BLU)

Since my virginity is now off the table from the selection of gifts I can give to Robin for his upcoming birthday...I have to think of another thing I can give to him. That's why four days before his actual birthday, I asked Robin to accompany me to the mall so I can do a little shopping and get a gift for him.

I think I saved enough money to give him something expensive. The problem is, I don't think Robin would care if my gift to him is expensive or not. The price of the gift is not the problem...its Robin liking what I give to him, that's what matters.

And because I apparently don't have imagination and thought of Robin as an athlete and a swimmer, the first shop I visited once we got to the mall was a sports shop.

Robin sighed close to my ear as I inspected some googles and swimming caps.

"I know you are trying to find a gift for me but let me just say that if you give me sports gear, I will be utterly disappointed." He said in an already disappointed tone.

I pursed my lips outward and gave him a sad look as I let go of the colorful swimming cap I was inspecting.

"Ah my Bluebells," Robin touched my hair gently. "Aren't I the best? I am even giving you clues as to what not to give to me and making this easy for you."

I grunted and turned away from him. I heard a soft chuckle behind me. The devil is amused at my expense. What a jerk.

We left the sports shop empty handed and visited other shops. After setting foot on several clothing shops, I decided Robin doesn't need any clothing article as well. Apparently, his fashion is something I cannot understand. I am simple guy with a simple taste while Robin is into every tiny details on the design of any clothing he wants to buy. Its ridiculous.

We decided to take a break from gift finding to eat and drink something on a cafe shop.

"I think you should expect a stuffed toy as my gift to you," I said while tearing the flaky crumpets into pieces so I can dunk them on the caramel sauce.

"I don't like stuffed toys. They give me the heeve jeeves," Robin shruddered slightly.

"The heeve what?"

"It makes my skin crawl. When I look at those beady eyes on stuffed toys, brrrr..." he shivered again. With exaggeration this time.

"Ah. So no to stuffed toys then," I sighed. Starting to feel defeated. Just my luck, I am in a relationship with the guy who has particular tastes and therefore hard to buy a gift to.

"At this point you might as well just sing and dance for me on my birthday," Robin said with a teasing grin on his lips. "Like a whole ass production number. My birthday is still days away, I think you have plenty of time to practice."

"I would rather we break up and not attend your birthday," I said, annoyed.

Robin chuckled.

"Maybe I couldn't find anything because you are nearby. Your presence is an added stress and pressure for me. I suggest we separate for at least two hours or until I find something to give to you. What do you think?"

Robin slightly frown as he thinks. I took that moment to drink my taro milkshake and noticed that some eyes from the other customers on the shop are going our way. I noticed them looking at Robin.

I sighed. Just my luck to be with someone who stands out and an attention grabber. From his clothes: fitted pleated dark pants with folded hem, light blue striped loose shirt that looks like a pajama top to me and brown suede loafers...to his perfectly styled wavy hair, gothic silver rings and bracelets, and down to handsome face. Everything about Robin is attention grabbing.