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FLUKE

What happened the night before was still a shock for me. Everything Ohm said kept replaying in my head. It put me awake for hours until my body just gave up and lulled me to sleep. I didn't even know what time when everything went black and let my mind free from thinking and body take a rest.

Who would be able to sleep right away anyways? What he said, I meant his confession, was too much for me to handle. I had never had anything like this in years after my last relationship. Few, maybe, tried to give hints about how they felt towards me, but they didn't really say it to me directly, and I never really paid attention to any of them, so they just stopped. Ohm was the first person to really confess his feelings.

For years, I've tried to ignore other people's advances and focus on protecting myself from getting hurt. However, Ohm didn't do anything like flirting or giving hints about his feeling, he went right through those things and bluntly confess that he loved me. How would you really react on that?

It was still dark outside, but I was already wide awake, thinking again. I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep anymore, so I just decided to freshen up and head to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Aside from writing, cooking had always been my outlet whenever I wanted to forget, stressed, or think about something.

I looked for some ingredients in the refrigerator and started cutting some vegetables when I heard the door opened. I thought Liza was already awake, "Lizzie, would you help me with. . ." I was not able to finish what I was going to say when I looked up and saw the man that has been bugging my mind since last night was standing right at the door of the kitchen. "Ohm."

"Good morning, Fluke!" He greeted with a wide smile. He looked like he had already taken a shower, for his hair was still a bit wet. He had different clothes as well.

"It's still early, why are you awake?"

"I usually wake up at this time. I wanted to drink some water when I saw that the lights were open. I thought P' Liza was the one here." He explained. "I've already went out to get some clothes from my car."

"Uh. . . okay." I couldn't say anything more. Why did it have to be like this? I wanted to free my mind from thinking by busying myself in cooking, but this man really didn't want me to. He just suddenly popped up right in front of me.

"You're cooking this early." He stated and I just nodded, He walked near me and looked at my face. "Were you able to sleep?"

I shook my head, "I don't know. An hour or two, I guess." Then I moved my attention back to the vegetables.

"Were you thinking about what I said?" I hummed softly in reply. "I'm sorry." and he just continued staring at me.

I've had enough, feeling him staring at me made me feel uncomfortable especially now that I knew what he felt towards me. I let out a sigh, put down the knife, and looked straight into his eyes.

"Please don't make me feel more uncomfortable. Do you you know why I'm here in the kitchen? This is my way to relax, I haven't had enough sleep because everything you said was repeating in my head. That is just too much for me, Ohm. All I want to do right now is to cook to free my mind from thinking." I explained, and he was a bit surprised that I suddenly talked a lot because since yesterday, I was not able to talk like this. I even stuttered when I talked to him when we were in my room. I let out another sigh and continued. "I know you don't cook, but if you know how to use the knife, please do. Focus yourself on cutting some vegetables and just help me cook, please. I could feel your stares since yesterday."

"I'm really sorry, Fluke. Sorry for making you uncomfortable." He apologized. "But promise we will still have that talk you agreed with last night."

"Yes, Ohm. We will." I just said. "Later, Ohm. I just want to relax this time. Hmmm?"

"Yes. . . So how should I cut this?" He asked with a smile as he lift up a carrot from the counter. I smiled back and told him what to do.

Moments later, only the movements of the two of us could be heard in the kitchen. I was relieved that Ohm focused more on the task I asked him to do. Since he was too focus not to cut his fingers while doing his task, he didn't have any chance to stare at me like what he did yesterday. He still stole some glances, but that was okay for me. Comfortable silence enveloped both of us, and I finally relaxed as I continued cooking. I asked Ohm to just stay in the dining as I went to wake New and Liza up. I also wanted to take a quick shower in my room as well and I didn't want him following me around. They were already sitting at the dining table talking when I got back.

"Why haven't you started yet?"

"We were waiting for you. Don't worry we're not hungry yet." Liza said, "Sit down now, sweetheart."

"Fluke, Ohm was telling us that he helped you cooked?" New said with disbelief.

"Well. . . For a person who doesn't know how to cook, he could actually make use of his hands. He knows how to use a knife, though, so I asked him to just cut the vegetables." I told them with a little smile.

Ohm looked at me with a proud smile as if cutting vegetables was a very complicated job to do. He looked adorable with the cute dimple he had. I couldn't help but smile.

I saw my two best friends exchanged looks, and gave me questioning looks. I knew they were already thinking a lot of things, so I just gave them a little nod just a sign they knew, telling them not to ask anymore because they would still get the details later from me anyways.

The conversation flow was like the usual, Liza still asked to get bits of information about Ohm, but more on just getting to know each other, more relaxed and comfortable.

After breakfast, I told my friends that I would head back home, for I wanted to finish some tasks. Ohm insisted on sending me home. Of course, my best friends gladly handed me to the man as if they were really waiting for him to take me away from them. By then, I already thought of disowning them. Those were the times I questioned myself why I had friends like them.

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