Deepest Darkest Desire

Proprietorial Ways (SPG Part 6)

Please play the song on the media box (Demons by Imagine Dragons) 

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 “Let me take care of you. Sit!” Vice pulled off one chair while he gestured for me to sit down. Kakatapos lang naming mag shower dalawa and yes, shower lang. He never attempted to do anything aside from giving me a bath though he occasionally teased me. His beautiful sculptured long fingers extending mid air, while he's half smiling with obvious joy in his picture perfect face. As usual, he is so perfect in white linen shirt, rugged jeans and bare footed.

“Can I at least help you chop the onions?” I asked, umupo na rin ako.

“If you insist. Sure.” He winked at me with a sweet smile plastered on his face. Looking at him so happy like this, doesn't help me to stop from falling for him , deep and hard.

“As if naman alam mo ang mga gamit dito sa kusina.” tanging nasabi ko nalang. I clasp my hands together.

“Madaling hanapin.” tipid niyang sagot. Pinagmasdan ko ang bawat kilos ni Vice. Mula sa pag kolelta nito ng mga gagamitin sa pagluluto hanggang sa pagbibigay niya sa akin ng babalatang patatas. We helped each other throughout the entire cooking session. We played, we teased and we laughed with each other.

“Patikim ako.” I was standing next to him. Bahagya niyang mini-mix ang nilulutong caldereta na malapit na ding matapos.

“Sige...Sandali, mainit.” nagsandok siya ng kaunti tapos hinipan na muna at nang masigurong di na mainit, saka niya ito isinubo sa akin. He was looking intently at me maybe, trying to see what my reaction is, kung masarap ba o hindi.

“Wow pwede ng mag-asawa...-” I said but then I stopped myself as fast as I could. Vice's expression suddenly changed. Hindi ko alam kung natuwa siya sa sinabi ko or nalungkot siya. He bow down his head for a second then raised it again with a hesitant smile.

“You should grab hold of me then.” He said then turned his back at me and continued with what he's doing. Naiwan lang akong napaisip sa sinabi niya. Mukha ngang sensitive topic ang about sa marriage kaya hinding hindi ko na ulit babanggitin.

“Ilang taon ka na nung matuto kang magluto?” I stood up right beside him habang nagpapatuloy siya sa pagmimix.

“Bata pa lang..simula nung nagkamulat ako. Kinailangan kong matuto sa buhay lalo na nung..when..uhm my mother left me. The rest is history. Don't you think tama na ang templa ko?” pag-iiba ni Vice sa topic. Ramdam ko ang tensiyon kapag pinag-uusapan ang past niya. I couldn't blame him. He has a rough childhood, he must be very lonely. I stared at my Vice and he waited for me to answer his question.

“Yup pasadong pasado sa panlasa ko. Baka mamaya niyan e-request na kita araw-araw para magluto dito sa bahay.”

“I would surely love that unfortunately, I am a very busy man.” he winked at me tapos ay pinatay ang stove. “Bukas nga pala ay may business trip ako sa Macau, baka abutin kami doon ng one week.”

“Oh!” tipid kong sagot dahil nakaramdam ako ng bahagyang lungkot. Nasanay na kasi ako sa presensiya ni Vice at isang araw nga lang na hindi kami magkasama ay namimiss ko na siya kaagad.

“Or, I can bring you with me. Be with me in Macau...please love.” he said sincerely.

“Vice gustuhin ko man promise pero alam mo namang may trabaho ako diba?”