His Caramel

Chapter 20: I'm here for you

Scarlet POV

My stomach doesn't seem to accept any food today, so I just decided to stay in the room after preparing the dinner. I need some time to be alone before making any decision that probably will change the whole thing in my life.

I leave a note on the table and mention that I'm not in the mood to eat, so I will go straight to bed. Hopefully, Miguel won't look for me tonight.

"Caramel, why are you not eating?"

I sighed as I heard his voice outside my room. I locked the door so that he couldn't enter. As I thought, he won't let me skip the dinner. It won't be easy to slip away when you have a boss that acted as your coach at the same time. I remained quiet on my bed, debating whether I should let him in.

"Caramel, are you not feeling well? Can you please open the door?" I have the temptation to pull him in and told him about what happened in the morning but it seems like my mouth and my brain can't get any word out of this.

"Caramel, at least open the door. I'm worried about you." His word seems to soften me. Slowly, I walked to the door and facing the guy that did something weird to my heart. I won't argue about that.

"I swear I almost want to kick the door earlier." He stated but not in anger tone, more to concern. I admit he is someone that could make you say that love is a good thing.

"Why-" I didn't let him finish whatever that he wanted to mutter, my body automatically inches to him and hugged him tightly. I buried my face on his chest. His body seems to be stiffed at first but after a while, I felt his body relaxed, and he responded to me. I loved it when he wrapped his arms around me, soothing me as if it could erase all the trouble away.

"Is there anything that you want to share with me?" I battled with myself if I should let him know. I stayed quiet while my mind was restless.

"You know you can always tell me. I'm here for you." I chose to stay in his embrace.

"Hey..." His voice comforted me in a way that I couldn't describe.

"I know, Miguel. I always know but nothing important for now. Can we stay like this for a while? I just need this." I muttered at the same time worried if he kept asking me, I will spill everything. I don't want to ruin his relationship with his mom.

"Okay, anything that can help you for now. You can tell me anytime if you want."

I tightened the grip, sensing his hand rested on my waist and the other one stroking my hair. After stable my emotion, I pulled away and smile sheepishly at him. His eyes held concern even though a smile was there.

"Thank you," I started the conversation after a moment of silence.

"For?"

"For earlier." If only I could hide my blushed face.

"You don't have to. It's yours anyway." He winked and make me blushed even more.

"I'm hungry now." I fibbed just to avoid the awkward situation.

"Good, I won't let you sleep without dinner anyway." He pulled me and I followed from behind while looking at the way his hand holding onto mine. Automatically, I tightened the grip, rejoicing the moment.

"Have a seat, Princess Caramel." He pulled the chair out, acting like a prince with his gentlemen bow.

"And what are you? Prince Coffee?" I teased him.

"Why coffee?" I could see his confused look.

"Ah, nothing." Soon, I realized that I just give him a chance to tease me.

"Oh, I get it. Do you mean Caramel Coffee? So, we are a perfect match?" I rolled my eyes as I noticed his naughty smile.

"Uh, enough with that. Come eat, or else I will finish everything." I threatened.

"You can have it all if you want." As always, it doesn't give him any impact at all.

"Miguel, I'm hungry." I pleaded, faking a cry which earned laughter from him. He made a surrendered sign, raising his hands mid-air.

"Okay, before my Caramel starves, let's eat. Do you want me to feed you?" He raised the spoon. I glared at him instead of giving him the answer verbally.

"Oh, okay, that's a no I guess."

After dinner, I noticed his effort to cheer me up the whole night. He accompanied me to wash the dishes and offered to watch a movie together. I know he did everything because he wanted to make me feel better. Thinking about his confession last few days, I really want to tell him that our feeling is mutual; I want to be with him as much as he wants to be with me. But, it seems like the word is stuck in my throat when the conversation with his mom kept playing in my head like a CD.

If only he can read my mind, everything will be easy.

Miguel POV

I was shocked when she suddenly buried her face on my chest and rested on my chest with her hands wrapping my huge body. She never approached me before. From the way she behaved, I know something was bothering her, but she wasn't ready to share it with me. I respect her decision as I have to win her trust in order to let her open up to me.

I want to be the person that she can accept as the part of her life, to count on, and to rely on. I know to be acknowledged by her in that way needs a lot of effort which I'm willing to do but I doubt it will happen soon. For now, it was enough that she didn't push me away.

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