(Sequel to 'The Flaws In Us')
After 5 years studying in New York and 3 Years not coming back home, Kai is back to go back for Christmas and also to attend his high school reunion. Although he didn't want to go, he has one reason that made him go bac...
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Kai
I might have finally outdone myself with my clothes but as far as it goes, I think I look great. Greater than when I put those clothes on for the reunion. In case you're wondering, no, Stan didn't buy me back the pants that he ripped off of me. Although the pants cost me a fortune, albeit that that amount of fortune had brought back the love of my life. As corny as it sounds, I admit my perception of Stan for being the love of my life is very much exaggerated but what can I do? I love the man so dearly. Also, to emphasize on what I just said: my pants equal to Stan. Well not exactly, but you get the sense - to get something you want, you have to lose that of which you love.
"Meow...," the sound of a very tired grey British shorthair cat came from the door frame of my room as it walks slowly towards me. I glance at the little young cat to see what was he tired of but an immediate smile and chuckle came out of me when I saw that he was dressed in a pink dress which was bought by none other than my parents.
"Oh my god! You look so cute in that pink dress! Slay girl!" I began crouching to his height, with a grin still plastered onto my face when I saw his face scowled even more.
He started meowing aggressively at me, rubbing his head onto my hand - begging me to take the uncomfortable dress off him. "Aw... Bubby... I want to, but I won't think that mom and dad would like it if you don't wear what they bought for you, treat it as an early Christmas gift" I assured the stressful cat, patting his head softly.
"Meow...," He rebuked.
"I know you're a boy, Bubby but that doesn't mean you can't wear girl clothes. Now smile and walk that runway to mom and dad!" I cheered, pointing outwards to the door for him to start his catwalk. Get it?
As I saw Bubby strutting out of my room with his tail wagging side to side, I went back to doing my business. Which was getting ready for the goddamn double date that Liara had in mind. I never want to go to one, and I never had in mind to even have one so why was I being so eager for this?
I had already been ready three minutes ago but as I went to look myself in the mirror again and again... I can't seem but to feel that something was missing. Maybe it was my thoughts playing with me, or it was just that my style is pressuring me to be more flamboyant than I'm supposed to.
Shrugging, I went downstairs as soon as I can before I even have the chance to change again. Honestly, clothes are just clothes. Or are they? I remembered one time I used to dream a lot about walking around in public naked. Out of topic but at that moment, I felt as if my skin was my clothes.
"Are you going out?" Dad asked as he looks up from the newspaper he was reading. I saw Bubby itching himself onto Dad's legs, pleading for something.
"Uh... yeah. I'm going out with Liara and Charlie and uh... with Stan and Felix too," I replied. Somehow saying that I was on a date to my dad was quite weird for me. I guess I wasn't used to telling him that I was on a date. Did I ever tell him I went on a date whatsoever? No, I never ever have.
