Jihha
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"I SWEAR THAT IT IS NOT RIGHT TO JUST HOG THE BED, EVEN FOR AN HOUR!".
This weird and cheap influencer spoke through my phone's screen as I was going through reels. There are so many toxic 'health' guides on social media that if one ACTUALLY follows them, then they might end up boycotting even water because of its 'harming' ingredients and the 'heart attack' amount of 'calories'. Like the toxicity in diet culture and homestyle community is just increasing day by day while their member's braincells are decreasing in inverse proportion. What a world we live in!!
"I swear, these people wants us dead, one way or another!" Sadaf, my childhood best friend spoke. Well, she has forced me to acknowledge her as my best friend. It is because according to her our bond is of BFFs but I don't know when that was officially established. "look who is saying, you watch these religiously!" I said and she playfully pretended to be offended. "how rude! I watch them so that THEY know that someone is watching them and is doing the EXACT opposite to what they are saying!" she exclaimed while nodding towards the pint of ice-cream on her lap.
I just shook my head and diverted my attention back to the screen. "you may judge me! But you absolutely adore me!" . "Sadaf, I just...tolerate you more than I tolerate anyone else. You are just...a tiny bit more tolerable!" I said while popping some almonds in my mouth. She chuckled before brushing her shoulder really hard against mine. I snapped my gaze towards her and there it was, her big and fat smile, plastered across her face as if she won a marathon. "oh COME ON! tolerable? seriously? You love me but you are not going to say that soon! But hey! I am patient! I will probably be the first one to hear you say 'I love you', when you will say it for THE first time in your entire existence!" Sadaf made an imaginary arch as if her emphasis of those three dreadful words would display there on THAT arch.
"eh! you are late! She already told me that! I was THE first one to hear that from her!" A very annoying and familiar voice spoke in the same tone as Sadaf's, from behind the couch on which we were sitting on. It has not even been a full of 8 hours since he was last here, but here he is, the annoying master of....annoying masters! Sadaf immediately jumped up and looked behind me with utter shock on her face. I just lazily shook my hand in a response of 'calm down, it is normal'. "I apologize I hadn't introduced myself. I am-"
"A thief is introducing himself. Should we be scared?" Sadaf asked me and I just shook my head. "Oh! I am not a thief! But your friend here is! JIHHA is the THIEF!".
"Wait! you are calling me a thief in while standing in my house! how can-"
"why? Didn't you stole my heart, hm?" he asked and had this small hint amusement in his expression. I swear he is high on some celestial crack and I have to have some of it from his....celestial dealer. "What are you doing here, Luka?" I inquired with a little playful tone while saying his name. His expression changed, "it is 'sir' to you and-"
"SIR? Jihha, who is this creep?" Sadaf asked while she gabbed the nearby laying glass bottle in her hands as a weapon. Luka took a step back and before he could have said anything, I opened my mouth, "he talks in abbreviations! He did not say 'sir', but he rather said 'sur', with a 'u'; as an abbreviation for surprise!". My gaze was on my phone formerly when I said that, but I put my phone down and looked over to the television screen now. Yet still, I was able to feel his stare at the back of my neck as I ignored him. In a split second, my reflexes activated as I caught the falling bottle. No one was here except me and this jerk. Sadaf suddenly disappeared! "WHERE DID MY FRIEND GO?!?!" I rose up from my seat and hastily made me way in front of where he was standing.
"To hell!"
"Hell?!?! Bring her back this instant!" I demanded. He just scoffed and did not do anything. Sadaf is a nice person and he HAD to torture her. "bring. her. back!". "Or what?" he asked as he crossed his arms in a defensive manner and leaned his face a little bit. I WANTED TO PUNCH HIM! I WANTED TO KNOCK OFF ALL THE EXPRESSIONS THAT ARE LACED ON TO HIS PERFECTLY SYMMETRICAL AND WELL BUILT FACE WITH THOSE EYES AND THOSE LIPS AND- wait, what the hell am I thinking?
"I appreciate your admiring of a true detailed piece of art! I am flattered!" Luka said as he smirked that was followed by a grin. Of course he can hear my thoughts. I hope he knows that he is an IDIOT! "HEY! Never in my life anyone has ever called me an idiot!" he exclaimed while taking a step forward. I smirked and leaned in a little, maintaining the eye contact and spoke, "good thing there is a lot of times for ' firsts' in your life and," I brushed the non- existing lint from the shoulder and grabbed him by his collar forcefully, "bring my friend back!". His expression was still amused as if he is enjoying this, "My little human, when I said that your friend is in hell, I did not meant actual hell! She is in her home, with no idea of meeting me! She will remember meeting you and then normally going back to her house!".
My palms heat up due to the grip and the anger at his STUPID MOVE, then and there he finally flinched back with a loud 'ouch', "OUCH! HOLD YOUR HEAT WOMAN! That fire by THOSE powers are ACTUALLY painful!". I processed what he said and looked down to my palms to see flames of fire dying down, "so, celestial things can hurt you and normal can not?"
"Depends! Some may not hurt and some may. But it is always temporary and not-
"lethal?" I completed his sentence and he nodded. I cooled down from my anger streak but still passed him death glares. He noticed and raised his hands in defeat, that is when my eyes went on something in his coat pocket. Before I could have looked better, my mouth betrayed me and asked, "why are you here?". Luka's head quickly shot up and his gaze softened.....WHAT? He was looking at me lovingly when he walked towards me and brushed a strand of hair away from my face, "Because I missed you so much!".....is he dead or am I dead?
"w-what? Are you sane?"
"yes!"
"...are you serious?"
"My little human, I just wanted to confess that...." his voice carried warmth as he took a pause and continued, "that I am joking and wipe that look away from your face as if you are disgusted!". And there he was! The son of a bit-,I mean the being I know and LOATHE! Okay so I am not dead and I am glad. "What do you mean by 'as if'? I am always disgusted by you, sir!" I said while passing an acidic smile and noticed something that I was not able to catch before. The gleaming object that he had was a....
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crown?!?!