Jay's pov:
I turned. My back facing his face now.
I hesitated.
Because I knew I love him. But my mind went back to the day of humiliation and plan. Pain refaced my brain. I closed my eyes briefly clutching my chest.
"I promise...I won't hurt you this time. I will face it with you." He murmured
That gave a little hope for some reason. My heart... it tells me to say yes.
I opened my mouth and closed it.
I bit my lip.
"Yes" I whispered.
I followed my heart.
His grip tightened on my waist. He nuzzled closer.
"Thanks...." He whispered.
I turned back facing him.
"Please don't break my trust this time.....keifer." I added quietly.
"No. Never." That was the promise he made.
That somehow lightened my mood.
Keifer suddenly,
He suddenly sat straight against the headboard and pulled me onto his lap carefully.
My breath hitched.
He leaned in slowly hesitant, but before he could I moved. I crashed my lip into his this time. He smiled through the kiss as he deepened it. his lips were warm, soft. Something that felt nice. I bit his lips suddenly, tasting his blood.
"Urgh!" He groaned. "Why did you do that."
His lips were still bleeding slightly.
I leaned in forward sucking his bottom lips tasting his blood.
He froze.
"Mahala kita keifer." I whispered nuzzling into his chest.
He wrapped himself tightly around me.
"Mahala kita." He whispered softly.
Then suddenly he tucked few strands of my hair behind my ear gently and stared at me.
Too intensely.
Too lovingly.
He tilted my chin gently.
His thumb brushed softly against my lower lip while his eyes stayed fixed on mine completely.
"Who am I jay? Who am I to you now?"
The question was random. But definitely mine.
I smiled.
"Your my boyfriend keifer."
His entire expression softened completely.
Then suddenly he kissed me.
Slowly at first.
Like he wanted to enjoy every second of it.
One of his hands stayed around my waist while the other moved gently into my hair.
I automatically held his shoulders tighter while kissing him back softly. or giving him the same intensity.
The kiss slowly deepened, warm and affectionate, making my cheeks burn completely.
Then when we finally pulled away slightly, I was still sitting on his lap breathlessly while he rested his forehead against mine.
He hugged me closer again and buried his face near my neck comfortably.
For few seconds...
Neither of us spoke anything.
The room was warm.
Keifer looked at me again.
"So... Will you transfer back to HVIS?" He asked hesitant.
I thought for a second.
"Keifer... I'm a prodigy. All Mariano's are. So we have to go to elite schools. And if I want to come back the old hags need to agree..."
"Old hags?" Keifer asked me, confused.
"My grandparents."
"Oh..."
"What about section E Jay? Can you give them a.... chance at least. It wasn't there fault I-"
"I know." I interrupted him. "I just wish they took stand for me."
I saw him look away. My hand reached over his cheek gently stroking his cheek with my thumb.
"But... Everyone deserves a second chance. I want them to prove. I want you to prove." I answered softly, gently.
He smiled.
"We will mutya. My mutya. My Jay. My wife."
I frowned.
"Gago! I'm not your wife."
"Future wife." he corrected.
And for some reason it meant a lot than I imagined.
"asshole! you are a king of ulupong!" I whispered, pouting.
"Yeah... your king of ulupong."
I smiled. I crawled out of his lap, sliding back into bed. The mattress dipped behind me. Keifer was behind me. Hr slid his hand into my waist and pulled me closer. My back hitting his chest. There was not space between us anymore.
My heart was dancing at this rate.
My hand searched for my snorlax. I pulled my snorlax closer clutching it tighter.
"Wifey... why are you hugging a plushie... when you can hug me?"
"It's my emotional support."
"Your not even crying right now for emotions. Your answer was not related to my question.... hug me. DO NOT HUG A TOY!"
He was jealous. no doubt 100% jealous.
I turned back. He immediately pulled me closer.
"keifer... I can't breathe." I whispered.
"Good. I can keep you closer." He whispered back.
I nuzzled closer to him.
He didn't let go.
Neither did I.