Dominic
It was already past nine when I finally woke up the next morning. My room was bursting with filaments of bright sunlight. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust from the brightness. Yawning in pleasure, I thought I was all alone in my room when I suddenly remembered everything that happened last night. And apparently, there's someone heavenly asleep beside me while peacefully hugging my chest. I intentionally observed his messy hair and sedate face, and I have to admit that, setting all of my pride and bias aside, even if I don't want to, he's undeniably cute. His eyelashes are enviably a little bit longer t
ValentineLying down on my bed and staring blankly on the ceiling above, I couldn't stop thinking about Dominic and this whole uncanny thing that's going on. Just by thinking about the fact that he helped me last time when I passed out rather than leaving me alone to rot at that bar is already enough to make me believe that he cares about me. Of course, it was a big surprise to wake up in his bedroom. I know I've been waking up to somebody else's bedroom multiple times these past few months, but this is the very first time that I'm waking up in a man's bed and to realize that nothing happened is a breath of fresh air. And I believe that's an incredible and insensible thing that he's been
DominicHonest to God, I have zero expectations for anything like this to happen today. I'm wholly expecting that my day would wind up being as typical as I would've expected, but I guess my actions have brought me to where I am nonetheless. I don't regret any of it but, considering the record of how much of a fuckboy Valentine is, I just did not expect this shit to move real quick at all. From now on, I'm already starting to brace myself for today because I believe this will be a long weird weekend for me. Anything can happen. And fuck, I still haven't quite figured how to play this chapter out to my favor. On my part,
ValentineI've been thinking about Dominic all freaking day. Everything about him took away all of the concentration inside most of my subjects, that acknowledgment, I can say nothing has changed since I'm always out of focus. I have been paying no shit to every subject, and that was just my thing even before I started liking Dominic. This time though, it was a different theme. I'm paying no shit because I'm thinking of someone, and that's not because
DominicAs I’ve expected, the day turned out to be a long day. Unfortunately, it hasn’t even ended just yet. Valentine kept on stealing glances from me all day long, which scares the fuck out of me. He was like stalking me, and he looked almost like he was planning something unimaginable on that hollowed head of his. Nevertheless, he looked hot as fuck. I might have accidentally made him jealous earlier when I unconsciously offered Lance that bottle of water. I’m struck by Lance’s effortless boy next door smile that I completely forgot that Valentine was standing right in the scene. He grabbed the bottle nonchalantly from my hand. I saw a jealous Valentine who swif
ValentineI unconsciously drove full speed eyes tightly shut and inevitably crashed all the way back to my bitterest childhood memories. All of these glorious moments I have today were built brick by brick by all of those years I've spent in an almost solitary confinement ward for being a sickly child. One day I was vomiting non-stop, the second day, I was burning with fever, and the third day I was almost dead on my bed. As a kid, I was already diagnosed with leukemia in its early stages. The battle was emotionally, physically, and mentally agonizing along with blue and red pills and all types of needles day after day against all of these blood cancers that are trying to kill my body. My childhood was stolen when I should have been out there
DominicA date.Of course, there is no fucking way that I would have seen that coming my way today. It has been a long day, and it’s exhausting that it just keeps on stretching further and further when I thought it has already ended. What choice do I have? There is no other answer other than an obvious yes. Somehow, I feel that it’s a well-deserved yes, though since he earned it in some ways, and even if it’s not in my place to say that, he deserved a one-time shot at exploring the colorful wonders of the underlying spectrum of gender. That is one fundamental right that I can't take away from the hands of a curious young boy
Dominic"How do you like your pizza?" I asked Valentine before deciding to make a call for a pick-up order.I have never asked someone about how they like their pizza before, and asking it at this very moment felt appropriately weird yet so right for me. I guess it was just the fact that I needed to make the air more real and active after what happened moments ago rather than keeping it silent and awkward. Or maybe this is already the starting point of me trying to get to know Valentine. I thought I already knew him as this selfish ma
ValentineThe beach felt pretty lovely from what I've seen on pictures and movies, except now I get to see it with my own eyes and touch it with my own skin. Even when we came here almost midnight, the scenery is still strikingly beautiful as I expected it to be. The fresh wind felt so much relaxing that it almost took away every single shit inside my head. The sand under my bare feet felt extra cool that it almost gave me the feeling of serenity at its finest. The sound of the waves crashing into shore seemed like an incessant symphony to my ears. I know this is far from the best beaches I wanted to see, but by default, it easily captures my heart. The best thing is I have to see it with Dominic, and just by the thought of him taking me to se