Goodnight

“But you have a qui—”

“It’s not like your dorm is far.”

“I can go home alone, Tuan!”

“Now you’re calling me by my last name?” What? Can’t I do it?

“Don’t change the topic. Just let go of my hand!” I tried wiggling it and I even sat on the asphalt road so he will let go of me. But, well, his grip is too tight. “Mark!”

“Don’t sit there. It’s dirty.”

“You don’t have to tell me that,” I’m not a kid! “I’ll stand up if you’re going to let go of my hand.”

“Then what? You’ll ran away?”

“Huh.” Not the most brilliant plan, I guess. “Come on. I don’t want to disturb you.”

“You’re already doing it.”

“I’m not a kid, okay? I can take care of myself.”

He raised an eyebrow like he’s mocking me. Right. Of course I’m such a klutz but I’m not stupid. I know how to get away from a dangerous situation. Okay maybe not all the time BUT STILL. “Then don’t act like one.”

“Did you just—?” Then I just realized that he’s already dragging me. Why am I so stupid? He did that to piss me off because he knew that it will piss me off. And there’s a chance that I might actually stand up unknowingly—in which I have to remind myself that I actually did.

He started laughing. Wow. The sound of his laughter is making me so emo. Why is he like this? “Don’t laugh at me!” He stopped immediately as I said that but I can still see him trying to contain it. “Ugh, fine, do it. Laugh at me.” And he really did.

But as we walk, I just realized that he’s not just holding my hand. Our fingers are actually intertwined! Why is this boy like this? I tried wiggling it again but he shot me a look so I stopped. The , Tuan. How dare you hold my hand like that? Is this his way to make sure I’m not going to run away? Wow, Tuan. I’m impressed.

When we reached my dorm, he looked at our intertwined fingers first before letting go of my hand like I have a skin disease. Idiot. “I’m going inside.”

“Yeah.”

“Thanks for taking me home.”

“No problem, Son.”

“Right.” I can’t help it so I let out a giggle. “Don’t mind me,” I turned around so he can’t see me. “Goodnight, Tuan.”

“Goodnight.” And just when I thought that he will start walking away, he pulled my hoodie so I had no choice but to look at him. He’s too close. And by instinct I closed my eyes. Damn.  And I feel pain! How dare he flick my forehead!!!

“What the fuc—”

“Shhh, no swearing!” and he ran away.

“Shut up and come here! Let me kill you!”

He’s grinning from ear to ear and I thought he was going to listen but he just walked farther away. Fine.

text me when u get home

I had to send him a message. Huh, I’m still worried about him. Few minutes later, my phone beeped.

just go to sleep now, i’m already home

why are u asking me to sleep… it’s too early!

yea but i know you’re tired so just go to sleep as early as possible

fine. okay.

After readying myself to sleep, I sent him a message. i’m going to sleep now.

good.

goodnight, tuan!

goodnight, son.