Before I left in the afternoon.
I teach Zeb how to use all the household appliances. How he discovered how to use the stove won't be applied to others. As expected of him, he is smart and a quick learner. If you just tell him in full detail what he needs to do he will be able to apply it later.
I was also expecting an interview the next day. With my first salary, I am thinking of buying them things that they both need.
"I can sleep on the couch though" Zeb declines my offer.
"Oh, okay," I said to cut the conversation short, maybe next time I won't tell him that I'm going to buy him stuff.
It's fine if it's Zeb I think he will still use the item that I bought for him even if he declined but Amon is a different case. He doesn't need anything. Every time I ask him, he only answers.
I do not eat human food, I do not sleep, I can make the things that I need appear.
He is a real-life Doraemon but only for himself.
However, he gave Zeb to me.
Maybe he can be my Doraemon?
When I came back I brought clothes with me. They can use it while staying in a tropical country. Since I know they are not used to staying in such a climate.
I pick the most comfortable attire for my two housemates. With such an appearance, I can't wait to do some dress-up. Amon is a pretty type of boy having such golden brown hair and Zeb is a handsome guy with a darker hair color. I am looking up to it. However, it was really about Zeb being dressed up in particular.
I set the clothes on the sofa and Zeb started to check on it while Amon was always dead interested. He is always like that every time so I am not surprised anymore.
I do not set too many expectations for Amon because I'm sure he won't cooperate with me. However, My real goal is Zeb. Since he is my ideal character.
"What do you think?" Zeb asked.
I was speechless, as expected of my ideal man. He is perfect!
"Pervert, wipe your mouth," Amon stated. I covered my mouth with my two hands I felt conscious of what he said because if it's that obvious it will be embarrassing.
"YOU!" I said to Amon's teasing.
"It suits you, Zeb," I said controlling my expression.
I pick up a hoodie for Amon, "Why don't you try this" Even though it's hot most of the time, we also have a cold season. Such as rainy or stormy days or the Christmas season.
"Why don't you dress up yourself instead?" Zeb suggested which I whole-heartedly declined..
"You always wear your lame and loose clothes," Amon stated.
I turn my head away, although I know it's obvious that my expression has changed. "I am not into dressing up myself," I said trying to erase the topic.
The pressure keeps invading me. "I-I don't want to!" I shouted. Seeing Amon's impression everything became clear. He knew my greatest insecurity. Did he know? I have body insecurities. I keep on wearing dull clothes because I want to hide my body. I know it's a petty idea but I am a girl who is ashamed of her own body.
Although, Zeb doesn't mean any offense,
"I SAID I DON'T WANT TO!" I shouted.
I'm afraid that he will misunderstand and make wrong expressions of me. So, I ran into my room to sulk it over.
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"She has body insecurities? "Zeb muttered. "and you're aware of it?" he added.
Amon remains quiet.
"Why do you have to go to such an extent?" Zeb asked Amon. "If I know that it was a big deal for her. I wouldn't persuade her in the first place," he mumbled worrying.
"You should know that drawing closer to a person also means knowing and revealing the most painful and unloving part of them and accepting it. Even how petty it may seem," Amon said.
Zeb carries a frown on his face. "Aren't you worried that she will reject you more if you keep being rough to her? I know being close to her is mission-based but since you said that you have limited emotions please reconsider being too professional."
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I went to the kitchen and saw Zeb seated in the dining area. I apologized to him.
"It's alright, I think I should be the one to say sorry. I didn't know," he said.
He is very kind, considerate, and harmless which makes me feel comfortable when I'm with him. I love those things about him.
It makes me open up a little.
So I act casually, I sit on the table close to where he is sitting. I know he is a little surprised with my actions. I own the house though. My house, my rules. It was just Amon's actions that made me lose my poise however I can carry myself most of the time. He is staring down at the table where I sat and then turns to look straight at me. I might appear like seducing him however it's just me being myself what do you expect from a grown-up woman?
"Did someone reject you because of that?" he stuck close to the changing atmosphere.
I was speechless by that idea and answered him in denial. "NO, of course not," I said.
"Is that the reason why you keep rejecting a lover" He added.
"Not really! I just don't want any stress in my life anymore. I don't want my head occupied by things that distract me. You see, I have lots of things to do" I reasoned out stooping low with a soft voice.
I was wondering if I can be comfortable with him?
"So you should stop worrying about me because I can handle myself though," I told him and smiled.
"Also I am not making excuses for not making you my lover. For me, this is all okay. You should not be obligated to..." I said when he suddenly intervened.
"So, you are saying that I have been following the condition given to me when I agreed to be a lover?" He said. As expected my favorite character is very clever.
"Maybe..." I said and thought, Maybe that's what I really want to say to him all this time.
"What I am saying is I want to keep you as a family," I said. I reached for his hair and started to play with it, doing some braiding. I remember, my sister also has long hair. It is like he is a female friend of mine since he also has a long hair.
So, it'll be a big torment for you to leave me," I suddenly uttered a selfish statement.
He looked at me. I just smiled at him.
'I don't want sadness or drama in my death' With these thoughts I said "So, don't fall in love with me. It's prohibited," I said playfully setting restrictions.
"You know, Lady Nahya," he said with a smile showing that he fully understood what I meant.
"It is not really hard to like you. So, it won't feel like an obligation at all." He said.