Kiss On Forehead Means Novels & Stories

Umalog ng kaunti ang yate, dahilan para mapayakap ako sa kanya. Nagkatitigan kaming dalawa ni Thaddeus. Nakangiti siya saakin. "Thank you for trusting me, Cali." He said softly and kissed me on my forehead. A gesture that made my heart beat races so fast. It was the first time he kissed me. Not just in any parts of my face, but it was on my forehead. And they say, if the man kissed you on your forehead, it means he respects you. ***

"I love you too." Then he kiss me . . . . . On my forehead.

He was so much sincere as he cupped my face before kissing my forehead. “Hey! It’s fine, Cristoff… really! You don’t have to take all the blame, okay? I understand and it’s my fault too,” I smilingly pecked on his lips. “And this?” I pointed out the kiss mark, “You don’t have to worry about this. I’ll take this as a souvenir. I wouldn’t want to remove this like a tattoo,” I smiled at him. “I’m just going to take a shower,” I hugged him before going to the bathroom—my quick escape from the scenario.

River said and smiled at me again. “Tapos maglalampungan kayo sa harapan ko? I don't want to be a third party! Kayo na lang dalawa mag-lunch. Bye, Sandra!” Jeanne said and kissed me on the cheek before leaving. “T-Teka, Jeanne—” Hindi ko na siya natawag dahil umalis na siya. “Is it really normal for her to kiss you on the cheeks?” he asked me while holding my wrist. “Yeah, hindi mo alam ang beso? It's normal for friends to do that,” I said.

He smiled back, marahan niya pang hinaplos ang noo ko saka ang aking leeg. "Goodnight Langga." He whispered and leaned forward to give me a soft kiss on my forehead before he turned his back to me. What is that kiss for? And why is he kissing me like it's normal for him? Ibig sabihin ba yung naramdaman kong mainit na bagay na dumampi sa pisngi ko bago ako nakatulog kanina ay ang labi niya?

He grabbed me by my waist and wrist, leaving me no option but to stay. “Close your eyes,” mahinang sambit n’ya at nang makitang ilalapit n’ya ang mukha sa akin ay wala na akong nagawa kung hindi ang pumikit at hintayin ang halik n’ya sa aking labi pero mali ako… He didn’t kissed me on my lips, he kissed me on my forehead.

And then—he kissed her forehead. Soft. Gentle. Warm. “Mine,” bulong niya. “Yours,” bulong ni Calestine pabalik.

“I know what you mean. That’s how I feel too. Ang weird nga.” Mas hinigpitan pa niya ang yakap sa akin, parang ayaw na niya akong pakawalan. Wala namang problema sa akin kung dito lang ako sa tabi niya. Tsaka niya hinalikan ang noo ko. Napansin kong mahilig siya sa forehead kisses. Very gentle and warm. May pilyong ngiti sa labi niya ng muli siyang bumulong, “at para malinaw lang tayo—hindi pa ako tapos sayo. Gusto ko pa.”

Tapos… “A— AYYY!!!—” Napatakip siya agad sa bibig. Kung hindi niya ginawa, malamang narinig siya ng buong village. Nag–FOREGHEAD TOUCH sila?! Forehead touch is ROMANTIC LEVEL 999! OH MY GOOOOD! Magkakaapo na kaya ako! Hindi mapakali ang puso niya. Para siyang teenager na nanonood ng loveteam na matagal niyang sinusuportahan.

Agad akong yumakap sa tiyan. "Good night, Zyska," he whispered as I felt him kissed my forehead. "G'night!"