We were back to his apartment as he placed all the things he bought on the side
"You didn't have to buy, a whole dishwear" I scolded while I crossed my arms at his recklessness
"But it's for newlyweds" he responded while pouting his lips.
"We already had a dishwear here?"
"But it's not for newlyweds. I bought it just for a single man like me. Who lives by himself all alone" he whined
"Your just gullible, I thought you were smarter than those saleslady. Who kept making you buy the more expensive dishwear" as I rolled my eyes at his own way of reasoning
"I want the best for you" he said in the most genuine tone that I have ever heard in years. My chest flutter feeling a weird sensation inside
"Stop that!"
"Stop what?" he asked completely clueless of what impact he is giving me
"Forget it!" I unintentionally yelled out from pure shame. I immediately covered my mouth in embarrassment. I don't want to do something absurd in front of him
"What is wrong with you all of the sudden?" he asked
"Nothing, this place seems a little fuzzy" I lied, and maintained eye contact to make my lie a little more convincing
"I think it's the things we bought we should unbox them first" he suggested with a simple smile
"Those are priceless I don't seem I can be comfortable eating using that" I stated while hugging my arms to calm myself down. I somehow feel a little embarrassed with him
He stood up and approached my figure. He is only a few inches taller than me but, despite that he could literally make me feel smaller than my actual size.
This relatively reminds of how much impact my mother gave me. Every time I'm around her. I feel weaker than usual even how much I tried to be strong. I always collapse in the end but, it's different. I don't feel scared at all
As my thoughts were drifting in my mind pile turning into overthinking. I felt a warm palm at the top of my head silencing my negative thoughts
"Don't worry you will get used to it eventually. I will give you everything you need but, better. I hope I'm not overstepping you" he said while tugging a strand of my hair that was hanging in my face
I immediately looked away
"Is this what you were saying back then in the cabin?" I quired as I analyze his expression where his brows furrowed and his lips bent downwards.
"I think you are misunderstanding my efforts" he stated my throat suddenly felt dry
He then held both sides of my cheeks as he tried to soothe the tension that was starting to form between us. He then placed your forehead on mine
"Your overthinking" he whispered I felt a little nervous how he can easily read me
"Then why? I need clarification of why you are treating treating me like this"
"Isn't you being my wife not enough?" he asked
My heart sunk with his words. Why did I expected more for him? His the same as everyone else that I have encountered before
"I think we should unbox this and clean it for we can use it tomorrow? Like you said this one of a kind. We should probably be careful it might shatter" I stated pointing at the ground changing the topic
"That is a great idea. I told you that this are amazing" he said then bent towards the ground as he carefully unwrapped the box
I simply sat beside him
I should probably keep this tingly feeling of mine for myself
~
I woke up early and took a shower. I could see Dylan rubbing his halfly awake eyes.
"Good morning" I greeted
"Good morning to you too! You seem to have great sleep to be in a good mood this morning" he chimed
"Well it will be my first day of work ever since things got into this situation?" I said
"Then do you want me to make you breakfast?" he asked while patiently waiting for my response. I could sense that he wanted to cook for me
"I'm really sorry, I already ate a granola bar" I stated, the truth was I wanted to eat his food but I might get to attached and be more dependent on his cooking
His hand reached my forehead as if checking my temperature
"Are you really sure? You might get sick" he asked
"Your overreacting"
Heard him sigh against his lips. A small pout formed his mouth
"Your team already relocated to there new office" he informed
"What about you?" I asked
"Oh I have to get ready for work too!"
"Doesn't your secretary do that stuff for you? Where is she though?"
"Uhm I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable and my secretary is a man though. I didn't want him to even glance at you" he said as he messily struggled on putting on his neck tie
I sighed feeling a sudden urge to fix his tie. He was incredibly sloppy. I rolled my eyes as I approached him and carefully fixed his tie the right way
"Besides I already have someone do it for me" he said with a small grin while he directly stared at my blue eyes
My cheeks burned as I intentionally tighten hold at the neck tie choking him in the process. Dylan started coughing as I losen his tie for him to properly breathe
I tried to pat his back
"Well that was inevitable. I should have thought of the consequences before flirting with you since you have a sweet and sour personality but mostly sour"
"I don't know what you are talking about" I stated stoicly while I went to fix the bed
"Apparently internet calls it 'tsundere'. Types of people that would physically attack you whenever they get flustered" he stated
"I didn't punch you because I was flustered. I was infuriated with you so I simply relieved my stress"
"You relieve stress by punching someone? That's quite a violent way of venting. Which check off the list of the possibility of you being a Tsundere"
"I'm not a tsundere" I lifted my chin up showing the anger of my expression
"They mostly deny the fact they are"