"Mr. Santos!" I almost shouted as I entered his office, panting heavily.
"What?! What happened?!" He asked me, panic visible on his face.
"I... I need help," I said calmly this time.
He stared at me for a while before walking towards me. He touched my forehead, then to my chest, still looking serious. Then he asked, "Help about what? Mukha namang normal ka ah."
"It's..." I looked at his eyes and he seemed confused. "I..."
Should I tell him?
'Mr. Santos, there seems to be a hammer in my chest everytime I see Stell, especially when he's near me.'
'Mr. Santos, feeling ko masisira na ako.'
'Mr. Santos... do you know this feeling?'
I just sighed.
Of course not. He's a human. I'm a robot. We don't feel similar things.
Ever since this morning, the moment I saw Stell, I know to myself something's wrong with me, lalo na sa dibdib ko. There's a feeling that I can't put a word on. I suddenly want to close the gap between us and be on his side forever... I don't even know if forever is a real thing!
After we had our breakfast this morning, he showed a lot of progress. He didn't cried and helped me doing some chores. He was even able to help me cook when lunch came.
"Tulungan kita?" I swear I almost jumped when I felt his breath on my neck, peeking from behind, checking what I'm cooking.
"N-no," I'm trembling that time. "Ayos na. Or do you want to cook another dish? Para may choices ka?" I heard him hum and made his way on his own.
We work in peace. Checking each other every now and then.
"Pau, tikman mo naman oh," he suddenly said, attention focused on his pot, stirring it carefully. "Baka kasi masyadong maalat."
"S-sige."
Kailan ba ako titigil kakautal?!
I leaned forward a little as he placed a half spoonfull of the dish inside my mouth which he blew first as he do so.
I tasted a black salty liquid that complimented my tounge with it's flavour. I checked his pot and saw a chicken meat in there with onions, garlic, and chunk of potatoes. May nakita rin akong dahon ng laurel.
It took me a few seconds before realizing it.
"Adobo?" I asked amazingly. I never tasted it before. Nakikita ko lang sa pictures kasi di rin ako marunong magluto noon. Iilan pa lang ang alam kong lutuin ngayon hay.
He eagerly nodded and smiled at me. "How's it?"
"Masarap!" I exclaimed.
We then prepared the table as we eat.
Di naman siguro halata na excited ako, noh?
I heard him chuckle as we eat that time. I stared at him confusedly.
"Bagay sa'yo yung ganan," he said.
"Alin?" I asked. "Maalat?"
He laughed again. "Hindi! Yung nakangiti," and he smiled at me, again.
I don't know if my smile faded cause the only thing I heard that moment is the loud beating inside my chest.
"A-ah," is the only thing I could say. "You should eat, may mga langaw na sa food mo," I said as I looked away.
We continued eating after that. And I can't help but to glance at him every now and then.
Mabuti na lang, di nya ako nahuhuli.
I sighed loudly and smiled as I finished my food. "Stell, ang sarap~," I hummed as I feel my belly full.
I heard him chuckled. "Masarap din itong sinigang mo ah," He said as he drank from his bowl. "Though hindi nga lang ako mahilig sa maaasim. Si Pau kasi yung mahilig eh," he said that made me look at him.
I'm about to panic and think about how will I take care of his tantrum again when he just giggled at it. Akala ko iiyak na siya pero hindi. I smiled at that.
He saw me smiling and he just smiled back.
"Ako na maghuhugas," he insisted.
"No, ako na. Magpahinga ka na lang don."
"Ilang araw na akong nakahiga lang eh," he said and I almost dropped the utensils when I saw him pouted. I looked away immediately.
"Di tatalab sakin yan, Stell," I randomly blurted out.
"Hmp," he walked back to his room but I know he's just acting angry. I just sighed.
Hay naku, Stellvester. Bakit ka ba ganyan?
After washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen and dining area, I opened his room to check on him only to see him sleeping again. There's no sign of him that cried earlier.
He's really improving.
My lips curved into a smile at the sight.
I just went to the living room and pick some random things again when a guitar took my attention. I don't know if I know how to play it but my hand just automatically picked it up.
I tried to strum as I hum a rather unfamiliar tune.
"Wise men say..."
My fingers move in familiarity as well as my mouth as I sang the lyrics. Maybe Mr. Santos really made me look like Paulo to the point that I even got his talent.
"Only fools rush in... but I can't help... falling in love... with..." I then looked at Stell's door. "You."
One second.
Two seconds.
What?!
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