spring
513 Words
"what are you doing here, sehun? how do you even know where i live?"
"well, you, you looked upset and you forgot your list on the table so i just, i thought you might need some cheering up so i bought your groceries and some ice cream?"
he said apprehensively, basically asking. he continued,
"i didn't follow you or anything weird, i got your information from my mom."
"how much do i owe you?"
i replied as i moved to the side to let him in. he went straight to the kitchen table and started unpacking the bag and putting the groceries away. when he moved to put the half-gallon of almond milk in the fridge, i saw the pack of kotex pads on the table next to a gallon of ice cream with brightly colored packaging.
"don't worry about it right now, i'll just have my mom take it out of your check."
"you didn't have to get my, um, feminine products."
"i only got them so you'd eat ice cream with me. where are your spoons?"
"first drawer on the left of the sink and the bowls are in the cabinet right above that drawer."
as i stood between the kitchen and living room, he grabbed two spoons and then my wrist as he led me to my couch.
"did you want me to get some bowls?"
"na, why dirty more dishes."
he replied as he pulled the top of the gallon off and placed it on top of the small table in front of the couch where i kept my remote and a few books.
"what flavor is this? the design on the gallon is pretty cute."
"it's a spring edition of strawberry and orange sherbet."
we ate in silence for a while until Sehun asked one of the many questions i was dreading.
"so, what's going on that has you so upset, and dont blame it all on your girly stuff."
"it's going to get dark soon, Sehun, you should head home before your mom starts worrying."
"why?"
"because its getting late? because the earth rotates? it happens everyday if you hadn't noticed."
"no, why are you so intent on keeping me away? for five months i've tried to be your friend and despite the fact that i'm practically the only one who you can actually communicate with, you still purposely distance yourself from me; why?"
"Sehun, it's never been my intention to be rude to you, but you can't say i havent been polite."
"i don't want just 'polite' i want friendship. please imogen, let me in"
he pleaded while i stood and walked to my room and went to the small dresser by my bed where i kept some loose money in case of an emergency. i grabbed several bills to give Sehun but his hand enveloped my much smaller one and in an electric surge of heat, angst, and frustration, the money fell out of my hand along with my heart and will power.
One New Message From: Oh Sehun:
just got home, see you tomorrow :)
- Writer
