C60 sixty

"Drink some water first," he said as he handed me the glass of water.

I blinked. We were in his unit now because he brought me here. Even though I wanted to go home first, he was right earlier that Mama would know I cried from my swollen eyes. I didn't want them to worry more because when Cyrus and I broke up, I really lost myself.

I took the glass of water he placed in front of me. He even wiped the dining table because some water spilled while he was placing the glass in front of me. He's handsome, just naturally handsome, and that's what he likes.

"Sorry for butting into your conversation earlier, my brain went haywire when I saw you crying, girl! Is that the ex you were talking about? Well, Papsi is handsome, but I don't like his attitude, girl," he joked.

I laughed, "You're crazy, girl. He didn't have that kind of attitude, and he was nice! By the way, I didn't expect you to help me with this! I was so embarrassed earlier that I couldn't even speak. So, thank you very much, girl!" I said with a smile.

I stood up and hugged him, but he immediately pushed me away as if I were a germ landing on his smooth body!

"Disgusting, girl! Don't hug me. Go take a bath first, girl!" he scolded and shooed me away like a fly.

I chuckled, "You're so dramatic, girl! I'm going to take a shower!" I said goodbye.

I went into his room, and he immediately followed me. As if I were going to steal something here! Well, I actually am, but I'm not a thief! I went straight to his cabinet because being gay, he often designs different clothes or dresses for me, and there are things I can use here.

Yes, he's gay! Only I and Mama know. I don't even know why he has the courage to tell the truth to my family while he can't do it with his own family!

He acts like a man in front of others, but when it's just me or maybe his sisters, his feminine side comes out. Sometimes I want to expose him to his family, especially when he forcefully removes my makeup when he doesn't like it. He says I'm so bad at putting on makeup!

I grabbed a pajama and a black tank top, really thankful that there are panties and a bra here too. I often stay here because Ms. Valencia, my co-teacher, is so into him to the point of following him here.

I looked at him with disgust. "I'm going to sleep here, okay? You're not allowed to complain! I know you're handsome, but... I don't desire you," because I know what his response will be.

He rolled his eyes, Such a gay! What a waste! Khalil, oh my God!

"Okay, girl! Hurry up, my eyesight is getting dark from looking at your face," he pushed me teasingly.

I chuckled as I went into the bathroom.

I placed what I'll wear later.

I gently touched my senses. Does Cyrus really not want me anymore? Because if he doesn't... I still want him.

I still want him, but that doesn't mean I'll keep bothering him.

In the years that passed, he's still him. He didn't let me fall for another man. Even though Khalil or his sisters or Samuel have tried to set me up with others, he's still the one. It sounds weird to others, but Cyrus is still Cyrus. It's like even if the water stops flowing in the river, he's still him.

He's still him even if I'm not anymore.

I closed my eyes as I felt the water flowing over my body.

I spent several minutes in the shower, sometimes singing and dancing to distract myself because if not? I might cry again.

I looked around the room. Where did that gay sneak off to now? He left me again here!

"Okay, Khalil, let Cyrus and Yoreh talk,"

I quickly left the room, still wiping my hair with the towel I borrowed. They turned their gaze to me.

I stepped back slightly as Cyrus came into view, his eyes still red from crying.

I stopped wiping and furrowed my brows as I looked at them.

"Why?" I nervously asked.

Only Samuel, Ate, Cyrus, and I are here besides Khalil.

"Selene," Cyrus called out to me pleadingly.

He approached me and enveloped me in a hug. It was so tight, I didn't know if I could escape.

I felt his shoulders shake. Is he crying?!

"Cyrus," I tried to break free from him.

He sighed, "No," he said firmly.

He tightened the hug.

"I'm sorry for acting stupid lately," he pleaded.

"It's fine," I lied.

He loosened the hug. "You cried. It won't be okay,"

He turned me to face him and looked directly into my eyes. Now I see something different in his eyes. It's like his gaze is telling me to come back to him.

Full of pleading.

"Why are you here? Isn't Baby Prince's party over?" I asked in confusion.

I looked around to find Sai or maybe Ben, but I failed.

"No," he replied softly. "I'm here because of you," his voice trembled.

I bit my lip before looking at him again.

"W-why? Did I do something wrong again?"

Did I do something wrong again that made him come to me?

He shook his head and smiled, "I want to say sorry. Sorry if I said hurtful words to you. Sorry if I made you cry again,"

He fixed my hair that fell on my face and smiled at me.

"You are forgiven, Cyrus," I said with a smile. "I understand why you acted like that earlier. Usually, I expected that you will act like that because I know I've hurt you, I'm prepared, but I cried because it merely hurts. It's heartbreaking to hear from you the words that I was afraid of," I sighed and looked away.

Every time I look at him, it brings back the cold and serious look in his eyes earlier when we were at the party.

He held my hands and squeezed them, then kissed the back of my hand. My hair stood on end from surprise.

His passionate kiss!

I craved his kisses!

"I'm really sorry, Baby," I stepped back.

He panicked, "Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say those words to you. I admit it, I'm mad at you."