Christmas Bet

Chapter 3

Thomas Point of View:

How should I describe this? I feel bad for Christy, taking advantage of her innocence. But this is the only way I can get her attention. I always want to piss her off because it's the only way she will look at me. But Christy is really cute when she's mad, and it's literally driving me crazy. I want to see all her emotions. I badly wanted her, but I know it is still impossible right now.

When we finally arrived home, Mom was waiting outside the door with her worried expression. Mom put both her palms on my face and I could see that she was really concerned about me. "What happened to your nose, Thomas?" My mom asked. I noticed Christy's anxiousness and decided to lie to my mom. "I got involved in a fight." I jokingly said and winked at Christy, who was looking at me right now. "What? Who's the kid that tried to pick a fight with you?" My mom asked in disbelief and there was a hint of madness in her voice. I laughed at how overprotected my mom. "It's okay mom, I already handled it. Can't you see I'm strong, just like Zoro" I replied. My mom sighed, "Fine, I'll let it slide just this one, but there's no next time Thom". I nodded and kissed my mom on her forehead. "Got it mom."

My mom and Christy were preparing the dinner. Christy decided to sleep in our house and let her parents know. This is the first time Christy is staying at night here ever since the incident happened. It's my fault that she's suffering, and I don't want to see her expression that day ever again.

After dinner, mom and dad went to work again and will probably be back tomorrow morning. They felt assured and left me with Christy's care when they knew that Christy would be staying home. I'm a little bit nervous, like some kind of gay, because Christy will be sleeping here, not just in our house but in my room. My room is spacious enough for both of us. There are also two beds in my room. One bed is mine and the other one is for Christy. Mom and dad intentionally put it there because they wanted Christy to be their daughter-in-law. My parents and Christy's parents are what people call cupids. They are our matchmakers, but Christy is probably not aware of my parents and her parents' intentions. She's so innocent despite her fierce appearance.

The door finally opened and Christy went inside. She looks and analyzes the room. "It's still the same". She said.

Finally, after roaming her eyes, it landed on me, her cold eyes, yet I felt warm in them. Her beautiful eyes, her smell, her hair. I missed everything about her. "What are you looking at?" She asked. I smiled and acted innocent. "I want to change my clothes, but my nose hurts." I said, making her sigh in disbelief. I know her more than anyone else, I know her favorite color, her favorite food, her favorite song, and her weaknesses. I know all of it.

She went to my wardrobe and picked up some panamas on it. I just watch her like some kind of character on television." Stop staring at me, you will melt me with your gaze," She said with her sarcastic tone. I just laughed and sat on the bed. I started removing my upper uniform. I didn't even bother to change it earlier. Christy turned in my direction, and quickly covered her eyes when she saw my body. She looks cute and adorable. She is wearing my shirt that is big for her and my boxer that she borrowed from me.

"My nose hurts, I can't put on my shirt" I shouted. She looked at me with an irritated expression but eventually came forward. I noticed that she was trying her best not to look at my body. She also couldn't look straight into my eyes. I smirked and grabbed her. Making her fall towards me. I was speechless and also didn't expect the outcome.

Our position right now looks uncomfortable, her face is now between my legs. I was stunned and didn't know how to react. It's too sudden and I also didn't expect this outcome. "Uhmm.." I tried to say something, but I didn't know what to say. "You jer-- she stopped when she saw the snake tattoo on my chest. I gulped, realizing that Christy actually didn't like tattoos. It took about 5 minutes silent between us. I didn't say anything, waiting for Chrity's response. Her hands traveled to my chest, tracing every part of the tattoo. I feel so nervous and afraid of what she will say. I can feel her finger. It's soft and at the same time warm. Every time she moves her finger, I always feel electricity with her touch. Her hands accidentally touched my n*pples and that's when she realized what she was doing. "Sorry! I didn't mean to." she said apologetically while biting her lips, but I didn't respond to her and ran towards the bathroom.

Chirsty Point of View:

I didn't know what happened. I'm too ashamed and didn't understand myself. All I can tell about that moment is I found his tattoo mesmerizing. It feels like it's really meant for him. That moment is still vivid. I can still feel his body to my fingers and it's hard and warm.

Is he mad? That's that thought I keep repeateadly wondering after he ran away without a single word. It's already been an hour but he's still inside the bathroom. I felt tired all of the sudden and somehow my eyes closed on their own while waiting for Thomas.

I woke up when I felt something heavy on my waist, and when I opened my eyes I saw Thomas' arms around me. He's sleeping so much that I could hear him snore. I looked at him so long for the first time in my life. His long eyelashes, his thick eyebrows, his pointed nose, his kissable-- "You will melt me with that stare you know", Thomas said with his playful voice. I rolled my eyes and tried to stand up, but he pulled me closer. "I'm still sleepy, let's just stay like this for a bit" He said and burried his face to my chest. I sighed and just closed my eyes until I felt my eyes slowly closing again.

"Hey! Sleepy head wake up. I'll just count from one to ten. If you don't open your eyes, I will definitely kiss you". I woke up when I heard someone's voice. I got startled when I saw Thomas' face. Our foreheads bump into each other, causing us to groan in pain.

"What the h*ck MangTomas, you'll be the reason for my death" I shouted.

"I've been calling your name for about 5 minutes already, but you won't wake up." He said, still massaging his forehead.

"Let's eat. I already cooked something." He said. I just nod and followed him silently.

"Where's Tita and Tito?" I asked when I didn't see either of them. "They won't be back in 3 days." he replied like it's just a normal thing.

I sat in one of the chairs and looked at Thomas. He looked at me with a question on his face. I looked at him again and at his supposedly fried hotdogs and eggs. He looked confused and decided to just ask me what was wrong. "You call this food?" I asked. He nodded. I sigh in disbelief.

The hotdogs and eggs look like a charcoal. I can't even tell if it's an egg or not. The hotdogs are cut into small pieces and too black to tell if it's a hotdog or not. While the egg looks like a scrambled egg that forcefully mixed.