An Odd and Interesting relationship
We have an odd and interesting relationship.
Odd because we share something intimate, interesting because we were never friends to begin with.
He is a colleague and an ex-crush. I got to know him as we would often bump into each other at a pub I frequented, and always ended dong the deed either at my place or his—didn’t have breakfast or brunch together, never exchanged numbers.
Come Monday after that first night, we saw each other in the office, acted like complete strangers, not even shared a single glance. Awkward? Yes, very! A few days after, stealing glances became our thing, nothing more though… and it was a different story during the weekends.
It was an endless cycle. Neither of us wanted to speak about it. Plus, it did feel like the topic was somewhat off-limits. Our thing, or whatever it is called, had been going on for months, once a week, Fridays. Nothing was planned but felt like a commitment.
“Do you think Lee Jihoon is hot?” One of my colleagues turned friend whispered one time during lunch. “And he’s a real charmer!”
“Yeah, I guess.” I muttered nonchalantly, but secretly evaluated him, I’d have to agree though, he is hot!
“I can’t believe that you never checked him out, not even once?!” she asked incredulously, apparently surprise with my lack of interest, or so she assumed.
“I’m just not interested, and he’s our boss, so be quiet please!” I shushed. It’s a good thing that we’re not reporting to him.
I didn’t even realize that I’ve been staring, that’s when I saw him smirk at me. The nerve!
The jerk even made sure to pass by our table which is obviously out of his way! I panicked and looked down on my late pretending that it’s the most interesting thing in the whole world, then I heard his voice, directed at me specifically.
“Hey, Timmy. You look good today!” and gave me the most annoying yet captivating grin. I was in awe and can feel my face getting warmer by the second, but acted that I wasn’t startled. He then continued to walk away when I acknowledged him with a nod.
“What was that about? Timmy? You are Fatima to people outside our team!” she exclaimed, I denied it profusely and insisted it was nothing. I know she’s never going to le me forget about this moment!
Later that night, I made my way to the pub to have my usual drink, a part of me wanted to see him, but I still couldn’t forget about the incident earlier. It’s now half past 11, I just had to make sure I’m late.
A part of me is expecting for him to be flirting with someone or maybe had picked up a random stranger, I took a quick glance at our usual spot and didn’t see him there. Well, it’s a good thing right? Heck, I didn’t even know why there’s a bubbling disappointment in me.
And so, I sat on the free spot I found at the bar, but then I felt a hand on my shoulder, “You’re late.” Someone whispered to my ear, I shuddered. It was definitely him.
“I had some stuff to do.” I turned to look at him and gave him a coy smile.
“I thought you wouldn’t make it. I was starting to get lonely.” He joked, “Come one, let’s ditch this place, I have something planned for us tonight.”
He took a bill from his wallet and placed it on the bar to pay for my drink that wasn’t touched, and we left not long after.
As we stepped outside, he held my hand as we walked to his car. “I hope you’ll enjoy tonight; we’re going to do something different.” He winked and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him. We hopped into his car and started driving.
He drove to a secluded place but not before doing a stop over on a convenience store to buy food, and non alcoholic beverage.
I am not even sure what I’m doing here right now, although the view is perfect, I’m just as confused.
“I told you I wanted to do something different.” He said, probably reading my mind. He started to loosen his tie and unbuckled the seatbelt.
I narrowed my eyes at him, “You mean do it, here?!” I was panicking inside.
He chuckled and got me confused, “of course not! I mean, I never really knew you, and I was hoping to get to know you a bit better.”
“Well, I guess that’s good.” I smiled at him, now calm and suddenly laughing at my sudden outburst, “I’m so sorry! I just didn’t know what you were thinking.”
“Apology accepted.”
And so we talked, as the night progressed, we just kept talking, no kissing, no touching or whatever sexual thing there is.
It was similar to a meeting of two old friends.
I’m now starting to see him in a different light… after this, I know our relationship will no longer be odd, but interesting. A big part of me is hopeful that there might be something more… we’ll see how things go.
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