Again
984 Words
Arkin
“Just kill me now! Urgh!!!”
I groaned and kicked on the sand it flew off everywhere.
It was a good thing that that part of the beach was closed for the public for Saddie’s wedding or I would really look like a total lunatic to everyone as if I still wasn’t.
It must really be the alcohol.
Or the brownies.
I need to talk to Saddie, maybe it was spiked.
Or maybe champagne and fruits don’t really mix well together.
Ugh!
I swear, I’m not gonna drink ever again—or eat cookies—or, ahhhh!
Can the ground open up and just swallow me instead!?!
I grunted and I kicked in the sand some more, gathering a handful, fisting it before flicking it away as if doing so could erase the fact that I just kissed Fico in front of everyone fvck my life!
“Arghhhhhhhh!”
I groaned and flicked the sand the last time when a sudden rush of wind blow at the same time bringing few particles of sand dust into my eyes.
“Shvt! Shvt! Shvt! Ahh! My eyes! My eyes! My eyes!”
I was blinking and was about to rub my eyes when I realized my hands were full sand as well that I could only blink the sting away praying to heavens to not let me be dead by embarrassment and blindness when a warm set of hands cupped my face and a beer flavored breath wafted onto my face blowing directly to my eyes trying to help me get the sting off it.
He did my right and left eyes respectively for sometime before I finally felt at ease.
I’m not gonna get blind.
Not yet.
“How was it? Are you okay?”
I heard Fico asked after I finally regained normal vision.
I forgot I dragged him with me after his outburst earlier and I was being full on crazy with him watching me.
“Yeah. Thanks, my eyes are okay now.
He did saved me.
If he wasn’t there, I’d be stupid and blind most likely.
“It’s good to hear. But I wasn’t talking about it. I meant, your melt down, are you okay now?”
I sat up straight.
Looked at him and narrowed my eyes before I let a breath out.
Wow!
He seemed to really be enjoying my little crazy circus.
“Do you really have to do that back there!?!”
I made a face at him.
“What?”
I asked when he looked at me confusingly.
“What?”
I rolled my eyes at him before I told him the obvious.
“Do you really have to shout? Might as well ask for the microphone earlier.”
The jerk made an ‘oh’ gesture before he regarded me.
“Do you want that? Do you want me to tell the world about us because I really wouldn’t mind.”
I blinked at him.
Did I hear him right?
“Us?”
Wow.
This guy really needs to work on his pronouns.
“Us.”
He confirmed.
“You know, you. And. Me. Us.”
I have him a wry smile as he enunciated each and everyone word.
“Funny, because the last time I checked there was nothing of that sort.”
I stepped back when he moved a little closer to me.
“Really? Then how come you ki—!”
I raised my hands to his mouth immediately as if it was the last thing I would do.
“Shut up!”
I glared at a seemingly amused Fico.
“Look, I know I fvcked up. I shouldn’t have done that. Alcohol or whatever should never be an excuse to touch someone without their consent so I’m sorry. Okay. I mean it. And I’m willing to do anything for you to forgive me but please can’t you just, can we stop pressing on it? Please?”
I didn’t want to look like it but I knew I was imploring on Fico.
Giving him the saddest puppy eyes I can muster.
Not because I have to but because it was all I could ever sport at the moment.
I mean, yeah sure, he was all so handsome earlier.
I mean, he’s handsome that’s a given.
But earlier, when he looked at me and when he told me all those things, I just couldn’t help myself and despite all of the things I promised myself I wouldn’t be doing to save it from another heart ache, I just couldn’t help it when he was standing in front of me looking at me like that.
And so the next thing I knew, I was kissing him and for the life of me I didn’t want to stop.
Only if I didn’t remember all the things I said about not wanting to be near Fico ever again.
“Hey, Arkin! Are you listening!?!”
I jolted when I heard Fico snapped his fingers in front of me to get my attention.
“You were saying?”
He snickered and ticked his tongue before I felt him squeezed my hands.
When did he hold it?
I instantly pulled it away from his but Fico held it ever tighter.
He hushed me when I was to protest about it.
“Listen, what you said, about not touching anyone without convent, that was true. And I vouch for it. One hundred percent. But. In my case...”
I blinked at him.
Nervous about what he was going to say next.
But instead of continuing, he smiled and pinched me on the face.
“Fvck Arkin! You can’t touch me when and however you want!”
My eyes rounded when he even tucked on my face playfully.
“Hey!”
I pushed his hands off my face as I regarded him.
“What is wrong with you!?! What are you?!? Twelve!?!”
I said as I massaged my face.
It didn’t hurt though.
I felt very hot on it that was why I tried to cover it with my hands damn Fico!
“Nothing is wrong with me. I’m in my twenties and I want to be your boyfriend again.”
He said the last line son softly I thought I also melted in the process.
“Fico!”
I warned.
“Seriously, Arkin, we need to talk about the kiss.”
As if it wasn’t embarrassing enough what is wrong with this guy!?!
“What about it?”
I replied.
Trying hard to sound annoyed.
And strong and sturdy so Fico couldn’t sweep me anymore than I was swept away only to froze there and in front of him not sure what was important between breathing and looking at him when I heard him spoke.
“Can we do it again!?"
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