Night Date 1

My eyes flickered as I felt like something hard bumped my chin and it's pretty much hurtful. I sighed. Why does she always snuggle on my chest whenever she sleeps here?

I slowly sat up and glanced at the envelope on the table. I grabbed it and read the name on it.

"Hmm? You're going to read it?" she asked, snuggling her face on the pillow.

"Reading this won't change anything so why bother?" I closed my eyes as I saw the vision of him hanging. Damn it! I shake my head side to side.

"Hmm...maybe you should read. Who knows what you would find inside it." she said.

"Like what?" I asked her lazily with a smile.

"Like...dating manual?" She looked at me with a serious face, before bursting into a laugh because of her joke.

"That's not even funny." But I laughed too. It's contagious.

"Who knows, right! If you feel like reading it, tell me. I will give you all of my strength just for you! It's ten, should we go out for breakfast? I'll send you to your boyfriend's house." she said, stepping down from my bed and stretching her body perfectly.

"Um, sure."

"Hold on, let me take a quick shower."

As the time ticked, we finally finished cleaning ourselves and she already lay on the bed again. Waiting for me to get ready. I put on a baby blue long sleeve shirt and a white pants. I heard a sigh from my back and I already figured out what she's going to say.

"You are so beautiful no matter what you wear!" she said, standing up and approaching me. "And this face...would you like to be our model, Maddie? It's perfect!" She tucked my curtain bang behind my ears with a big smile.

"I would if you pay me. " I said, and she laughed loudly in front of my face.

"Let's go!" she said cheerfully and walked quickly to the front door. She must be hungry.

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Diana gasped as she looked at the tall building in front of her. Then she looked at me. She patted my shoulder with a smug face. I wish I could punch her.

"He lives in a penthouse?" she smug. "Good job, son!"

"Well that doesn't matter."

She scowled at me and pushed a little.

"I'll pick you up soon, what time did you clock off?" she asked, still eyeing the building in front of her.

"I'm not sure, since he asked me to watch a movie with him." I said, putting my cap on.

"...which floor is his house again?"

"Hm? Fifty six." I glanced at her since she sounds so serious all of sudden.

"How do you get there?" She looked at me with a frown on her face. "Don't tell me you used stairs?"

I keep my mouth shut. Ah, I am doomed.

"You did! You're a crazy bitch! Why did you..."she started to teary over a small matter again. "Get out! I sent you up there. We will use the facilities they provided for you. Did your boyfriend even know that you can't use the lift? It's fine if it's just a three level building, but fifty six? Are you stupid?" God she spoke to fast.

"Uhh, he did pick me up at the lobby every time I arrived, sometimes if he's not busy."

"And if he's busy? You would climb it up? What are you? Hulk? And I already know for sure you walked from home to here too! God sake, and today? What about today? Isn't he aware that you can't use it? The fact why? He didn't, did he!"

"Chill, I'm fine! And he doesn't know the details but..."

"So you lied to him?

"Not really, I just..."

"Come, I'll walk you there to the front door! How could you, arghhh!!!" She turned off her car and got out of the car with her temper. And I just followed her obediently. She keeps nagging from the moment we enter the apartment building until we ride the elevator. She held my hand tightly, as I closed my eyes, and until we reached the front door. She nagged non stop.

"Call me when you're done, I'll pick you up!" she said, finally tired of nagging. "Don't you dare to use stairs! If anything happens just call me!" maybe not. She is still in the mood of nagging.

"Okay, mother." She hugged me tightly as if it was our last time together.

"Bye, love you!" she said walking backward to the lift. "I'll pick you up, okay!"

"Okay! Just go already."

"Bye!!!" She said and got in the lift and disappeared from my sight. I quickly turned and inserted my passcode and got inside the house.

I do my usual routine, by putting my cap and handbag on the clothing rack, tying my hair up, take off my shoes and put on the indoor slippers and start to clean the house.

From the second floor to the kitchen, to the laundry room, to the balcony. The silence is so loud but I'm used to it. I stretched my back since I felt a little sore. I sat down on the egg chair to take a rest. I glanced at my wrist, it's currently four fifteen. I still have too many times before dinner.

I looked at the view, it's just a view of concrete, and nothing much. But it does give you the best place to witness the sunrise but not sunset.

Ah, I need to do laundry so I got up and moved to the laundry room. As I looked at today's basket, there wasn't much to wash but I washed it anyway.

And another time goes by, I'm done with laundry and now I'm folding it in front of the TV. I tried to find a story to watch since why not. And I just pick one and watch it while folding it. But little did I know, I'm not a multitask person who can watch TV and fold clothes at the same time. So I switched it off and kept focusing on one job.

I keep folding and finally done and now I don't know what to do. I can see how slow times work when you start your job late. So I sat on the sofa and played with my own fingers.

I'm bored. Maybe I should cook.

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I glanced at the clock and it's finally dinner time but he hadn't come home yet. I dried my hair with one of his towels since I felt uncomfortable being all sweaty while he always emitted a good scent. Maybe that's the power of expensive fragrance and I can't compare mine with his since mine is cheap as fuck. I hung the towel on the chair as I walked into the kitchen. I reheated all the meals I cooked today. I hope he likes Thai's. I don't know why but maybe because I ate Thai food last night, I want to feed him Thai food too.

"Wow, that smells nice, what's that?" Due to the shock, I jabbed my elbow on the person behind me, making him groan in pain. I turned around and he was already on his knees as his hands were on his stomach. "Oh God..." he groaned.

"I'm so so sorry!" I squatted down, touching his shoulders to see if he's alright but then I realised it's not my fault entirely. I mean, why does he always sneak behind my back and then whisper when he just can call me out like other people do. So I slapped his shoulder once.

He whined as he backed off a little. "Why did you do that?"

"It's your fault, why do you always sneak behind me, and then whisper next to my ears? Anyone would do the same thing like I did." I said while rubbing his shoulder. Did I overdid it?

"Well..." he paused and quickly pouting. "I think you shouldn't blame me for that! I keep calling you and you keep ignoring me, so how should I talk to you if you keep doing that?" he scowled. For some reason, he looks cute. With that pouty mouth. Oh God, he's cute.

But he's right.

"Er..sorry. But I already told you that I can't hear sounds when I'm alone." I said, and rubbed his shoulder.

"Ouch, it hurts." he whined again. Making a puppy face. "Please heal me." he said, leaning closer to me.

"You said you will hug me tonight, can I get a hug?"

God, he smells good. I leaned closer and hugged him, he is so warm. I can feel him burying his face on my neck as his hands started to crawl all over my body, pulling closer to him.

"All good now?"

He hummed on my neck, sending a vibration to my bone.

"Hmm, you smell like my shampoo, did you take a bath?"

"Yeah, I'm sweating so I thought I should take a bath."

"I like it." He chuckled softly as he kissed my neck, giving me a chill sensation. "Hmm, you wore my shirt too? I like it." he said it again. And again. And again. Which makes me want to hide my face in a hole.

"Should we eat now?" please say yes cause I don't want to remain in this position anymore.

"Hmm, what do you cook today?" He finally lifted his head up and met my gaze.

"Uh, I cooked some Thai food but I don't know if you're going to like it." I said. "I ate Thai food last night and I want you to eat it too. But it won't be as good as the restaurant."

He smiled and leaned closer but before anything happened he stopped. "Hm. You shouldn't act too cute in front of me." he muttered as he suddenly stood up, pulling me along so I could stand with my feet.

"I'll be right back okay, princess." He said that but he was still holding my hand.

"Okay."

"Last hug?"

"Okay now it's annoying, go, I'll prepare some food." I pushed him out of the kitchen, shooing him away. He pouted and dragged his foot lazily to his room. I quickly prepared the table and food and did the final touches, to prepare some juice and cold water in case he didn't eat spicy food.

"Hi!" I glanced at him as soon as he sat down, smiling ear to ear.

"Hi." I put rice on his plate and pushed it toward him. "Have you eaten any Thai food before?"

"Um, not really, this is my first time." He said cheerfully. "What's this?" He pointed to Tom Yum Goong, and looked at me with a curious face.

"Tom Yum Goong."

"Huh? What's that?" He scooped the dish into his plate. "Shrimp soup?" he asked again once he saw shrimp inside it. He glanced at me for a few seconds before his eyes back to food.

"Yeah." I stared at his hand movement, he took too much soup, it's flooding the plate. "Can you eat spicy food?"

"Hm? Maybe? Who knows?" he said, taking a spoon of bite and put it inside of his mouth. And he coughed, hard.

But he still swallows everything. That's kinda funny. I passed him a glass of water and he gulped it down. His eyes were teary as he hissed. He glared at me as if I didn't ask.

"I asked, you said maybe and who knows."

He looked down at his plate, probably realised that he took too much. So I switched his plate with mine, and put just a spoon of soup and a few shrimps for him.

"Here." I pushed it to him. He took another bite and he still hissed but he didn't push it away. "Is it too spicy? Should I fix it?"

He shook his head and smiled. "It's good, but, princess...umm it's spicy." he said, "You need to heal my tongue too."

I frowned. Huh?

"How?" I blurted. Putting on ice? I grabbed his glasses and went to a fridge, put a little ice in it, and went back to my seat. I pour water inside and give it to him. Is that what he wants?

He looked at me with a chuckle.

"Oh baby, what should I do with you?" Did he just call me baby? My face burned because of that word and I quickly ate my food.

He chuckles some more and I just love the sound that comes out from him.