-TAO POV-

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“Why?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Fine, I’m crying again! That’s why I need to follow my Kris’s words.

“He told me to bring an umbrella along, but I didn’t want. And right now..”

Raining… ! ! ! ! !

“Seriously, what should I do?”

I’m looking around me, searching for help but there’s no one there. Searching for everything, but..

“THERE’S NOTHING HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

No! No! I need to be strong. I know wushu and I am KUNGFU PANDA!!!

“Kungfu Panda need to be strong.”

I took a deep breath and smile, but then..

“uwahhh.. andwe… I want to go home. It’s so dark here. There’s only a bus stop, a dark road.. Kris hyung…. Help me…”

My body fell slowly on the ground. My tears keep falling down. I just let those tears falling down on my check and doesn’t have any strength to wipe them.

“I just need my Kris..”

“Stand up now.”

I heard his voice in my head.  I know, if he is here, he will ask me to get up, wipe my tears, stand still close to him. Then, he will hug me and bring me home with an umbrella.

“I said, stand up.”

“Huh.. I heard his voice again. Kris, I do need you.”

“And I’m here, stand up now.”

“Ah! Why I heard your voice again?! Could you just grab me to you?! I need you!”

Suddenly, a tough hand grabs mine and stood me up. Speechless. I didn’t say anything. My heart is melting. My eyes are staring at him. My face is burning. My legs are freezing.

“Why were you talking to yourself?! Come here, I’ll take you home.”

He pulls me towards him. I lower my face. I don’t want he know what is playing in my mind.

“Let’s use this umbrella. There’s only an umbrella at home. Use it with me, okay?” he asked me without looking at me.

“Kri.. Kris hyung..”

“Yeah, I’m here. Don’t cry anymore. I’m here.”

My legs are walking with him. His warm hand is hugging my waist and make me feel so warm. Without I realized, my head is laying on his shoulder.

“You know what?” I asked him.

“”What?”

“I’m so glad that I didn’t follow your words; to bring the umbrella.”

There’s no answer from him. I knew, he will never answer me back. I just knew it.

“And you know what?” suddenly, he asked me.

His leg stop from walking when he realized that I was so shocked to hear him. He walks towards me slowly and pulls up my face,

And my face is meeting his face.

“I’m so glad that I can be with you just because of this stupid umbrella and this stupid rain.”

My eyes open wider. Did I heard him well?

“Hyu..hyung..”

Again, I’m freezing. His eyes staring at mine. I just can’t take my eyes from him. His eyes are killing me softly inside. I’m dying inside, I’m melting inside.

“Hey, why are you crying?” he asked, wiping my tears with his thumb.

Just a thumb, but already make me feel so safe.

“I just love you. I really love you.” I said while my tears are keep falling down.

I can’t hold it. I’m so weak.

“Huh, that’s why you said you’re so emotional.” He said, smiling at me, wiping my tears, hold my shoulder, giving me a warm feeling.

“Yah Kungfu Panda! Let’s get home. We are getting wet. You’ll sick, cute panda.”

“Wha..what? What you said? Cute panda?”

“I didn’t say that! Are you really cute?!”

“But I heard you said like that!”

“Aish! Let’s go home!”

And again, his hand is hugging my waist, walking close to me. I know, he loves me too but he doesn’t want to admit it. Huh, when will you break your tough wall?

“Kris, do you love me too?”

NO ANSWER.

This dude. Why I need to be in love with this dude? Tall like giraffe! Big like giant! Always said the he can fly! Always said, ‘Next Time’.

“Hey,”

“What?!” I said with anger althought I was a little shock when I heard him.

“Do you love Gucci or me?”

“Gucci! Of course!”

“If I buy you Gucci bag, will you…”

“I will what?”

“No. nothing.”

“Did you said that you will buy me Gucci?”

“No. I didn’t said that.”

“Liar. You said that!”

“No.”

“Huh!”

Until now, we are walking together, he is still the same. He will never answer my question. I don’t really understand him very well, but, huh.. I don’t know how to express myself.

“Should I just keep this feeling away from me?”

Again, he doesn’t answer me, but, his hand… still hugging me tightly. Tightly and tightly.

Why?