Let Me Trespass, Mr. Writer(COMPLETED)

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“There are too many choices out there for me but you stand out, so I choose to choose you"

|:|River's POV|:|

After checking everything that is worth it -for me at least- at nakita ko naman na walang nawala, I calmed down myself. I should not think bad about him, after all, all he wanted to experience is independence. Pero makukuha niya ba talaga iyon kapag lumayas siya sa kanila?

I noticed his luggage on the corner of the room. A smile appeared on my mouth, hindi lang pala siya inexperienced, anxious din pala! He really need to experience a life where he'd do the decision. Sa lahat ba naman kasi ng pwedeng paglagyan eh sa sulok pa talaga. Does he think na magagalit ako kapag tinabi niya yon elsewhere? I think I really made a bad impression at our first meeting.

I sighed, I just realized that I am angry at him because he shattered my dream but by broking my dreams, his will be built. And I think he needs to be built better than me, after all I got what I am dreaming, to have my own place.

I decided that there's no point of thinking about him. I look around his luggage, hindi ko binuksan chineck ko lang, ilang bags at maleta ba ang dala niya...

The camera that hangs around his neck earlier caught my attention. I took it and sure, ang init na. Sa lahat ba naman talaga ng pwedeng paglagyan eh dito pa talaga sa natatamaan ng rektang araw.

I took it out and I think I pressed something kasi bigla iyong bumukas at napunta sa gallery.

I don't want to snoop but my curiosity got me better. I press the next and see a picture of him on a field. Naka-upo siya, ang kamay niya ay nakatukod sa lupa, sinusuportahan ang katawan niya. He looks different in this picture. Ang cute niya dito, don't get me wrong I saw him cute earlier pero he looked so exhausted. Wait, did I complement him?

I decided that I should stop looking at his things. Kahit na nagtrespass siya rito it does not mean na may karapatan akong galawin ang mga gamit niya. I respect his privacy and his personal space.

The camera automatically shut down. I look around it and see that a red light is blinking. Low battery na pala.

I took a charger in my desk, good thing I have a back-up chargers. Galing ito sa camera ko noon na naitabi ko somewhere.

Now I sound like I am the burara one.

I charge it and place it on the desk. I hope he don't mind me charging his camera.

All I could do is to hope. I sighed and decided to stop myself from thinking far ahead me. I strip my clothes and took a towel.

I enter the bathroom and a new smell enter my nostrils. Ang bango naman non. Just what was it?

I look around and see the clothes he wore earlier. It means he already took a bath and freshen up? I smell his shirt and granted, its fragrant.

I smell it again and it really shocked me. Sure ako na ito yung suot-suot niya nung basang basa siya ng pawis, how come na hindi manlang mabaho yung damit niya. If his clothes is not even that stinky, just thinking his body odor make my mind blown.

Inamoy ko yung parteng kili-kili and nothing I could smell but fragrance. Masyado siyang mabango.

I look at his shirt with awkward gaze. I feel like I am an old creep smelling a teenager shirt. Shuta, ang phedo ko sa part na 'yon!

I shook my head vigorously, to remove my amazement how he smell. I even beat my forehead with the heel of my hand to stop my amazement.

I put both of our clothes into the hamper. Ayan, nahawa na ang mabango niyang damit sa mabaho kong damit, ayos.

I made a mental note na I'll do the laundry later. I go inside the shower and take a bath there.

I look at my rack and notice new products. I have the feeling na meron siyang specific brand na ginagamit para hindi maiba ang amoy niya.

I think I should do that too, kaysa naman sa paiba-iba ako ng brand na ginagamit.

After being a creep again for smelling all of his hygiene products, I wash my self.

I stop the shower after I am satisfied of how I smell. I wrap the towel around my hips.

I go out of the bathroom after a while. I feel na antagal ko na roon. I turn my head and saw Mr. Trespasser.

Ngingitian ko na sana siya kaso mas nanaig ang simangot ko. He averted my gaze as he look anywhere bukod sa akin.

Biglang bumukas ang pituan at nakita ko na pumasok sina Tren at Renz.

"Oh, bakit ka nakasimangot diyan papi River?" pagtatanong sa akin ni Tren.

I look at him then to Renz who gave me a small wave. I look back to Mr. Trespasser. I check him out, looking him up and down.

Now that he cleaned his self, he look more like ng tulad ng naroon sa camera niya.

Maputi siya, pero hindi ganon kaputi, para siyang 3-in-1 coffee na nasobrahan sa creamer. Tulad ng inaasahan ko, balbon siya. Mabalahibo ang binti at braso niya pero ang mukha niya ay mayroon lang bigotillo.

I close my eyes and inhale deeply, I am curious at to why he's just wearing boxers not the way how he looks cute and baby face.

I open my eyes and looked at him with a raised questioning brow "Mr. Prince, Bakit naka boxers ka lang? Makaka-akit ka ng kung sino sinong malalantod diyaan sa labas kung ganyan ka manamit" pagsusuway ko sa kanya.

Nginisian ako ni Tren "Yieeeee, yon naman oh defensive si papi River kay baby Trice, may pa-pet name agad!" pang-aasar ni Tren.

Inirapan ko lang siya "Ayoko lang na mapahamak siya sa labas lalo na at hindi naman niya kabisado itong lugar" sabi ko saka ko inekis ang braso ko "at saka dito na siya titira kaya responsibilidad ko na siya" pagdagdag ko.

Mr. Trespasser look at his foot, his fingers are entangled with another, it was as if nahihiya siya sa akin.

I look at Renz "Ano nga pala ang sadya niyo at bakit nandito kayo?" pagtatanong ko sa kanya.

He looked at Mr. Trespasser then to me "I think hahayaan ko na siya ang magsabi para sa sarili niya" pagsagot ni Renz.

My gaze goes back to Mr. Trespasser, waiting for his answer.