Seventeen Imagines III

#39 "Too Late For Everything(?)" (last part)

  "Since when did you like me?" – This question is mostly asked to the person who we never thought will have romantic feelings for us. Thus, asking this to my ex-husband won't be weird.

  After our divorce, a month has passed. I have asked Joshua to meet me today so we could talk things regarding our relationship. However, I didn't expect that he'll choose this restaurant among hundreds of possible places where we could see each other. Here is where we first met...with our parents of course, then talked about marriage already. But now, we'll going to talk about LOVE, which should be the first one to consider before having our conjugal ties.

  "Since when?" I repeated my question, since Joshua hasn't given me any answer. He was staring at me as if looking away from my face will be his death.

 Our story started when I thought that I married a man with messy love triangle. He's in love with Bea but Bea loves another man. For the reason that my ex-husband and I weren't sharing romantic feelings, I was okay being out of the picture of their silly romance. But one day, Junhui appeared in my life.

That's how I accidentally entangled on this craziness.

Joshua and I got divorce for good(I thought). Yet one night, he came to me and confessed: "I like you."

So today, I'm in a process of knowing his full side if he isn't that greedy to share.

"Weren't you the man who speaks bluntly? So why can't you speak?" I said with a little bit of roughness in my tone.

Joshua dropped his gaze at last. He took a deep breath then wiped his mouth with a table napkin even though he only drank water a moment ago. When our eyes have met again, I knew he's now ready to start a conversation.

"Since when did you like me?" I asked for the third time.

"When do you think?" he retorted with another question, like he was giving me the responsibility for my own question.

'When it was?' I tried to reminisce inwardly.

Surprisingly, my memories while we were together flashed in my head:

"You can't open the jar? Let me," Joshua offered a help when he saw me struggling over the sugar's closed jar.

"Hey! Don't leave your towel before going inside the bathroom!" he shouted when I asked him to get my towel for me.

"You can't sleep? Then drink some chamomile tea. I have one in my bag," he recommended, though he didn't make one for me.

"Idiot! Avoid walking near the road side! Who do you think you are? A cat with nine lives?!" he scolded me when we accidentally met outside.

Aside from realizing that it might probably those days when he suddenly cared for me, I also noticed how I've been depending on him in comes of simple things. But still...

"Then why can't you sleep with me?" I asked instead of answering his rhetorical question.

"I wanted to sleep with the woman I love," he said.

"Exactly. So why?"

"Because I wanted to do it once I confessed my feelings and after you accepted it."I see. He's a real romanticist.

"Another question." I cleared my throat before I continued. "Then why did you act so rude in front of me?"

"I don't want you to notice my one-side love. Besides, it would be better if you fell for me first. Then that would be less embarrassing."