We, Without Me

Sacral Glasses

Sitting here Yuki is free to look at, but not free to look at. From the outside only black glass appears that reflects the shadow. But it does not rule out the possibility of Yuki also can not see this freely when the curtain is lowered.

Yuki just found out there's a place like this in Keven's restaurant. Naturally, maybe because it used to be not his job so he could not reach the VIP room. Even just peeking is never done. Actually never thought of. Yuki's eyes were always tied to Keven's shadow.

“Your hair ... still wet.” The simple but clumsy words were uttered along with a small towel proffered.

For a moment Yuki shook her head, her hands slowly clenched. His head was heavy to look up. It's awfully wrong for the rude speech that calls Keven a fly.

“White?”

Brushing out Keven's hand, Yuki turned her face full of scratches. “Udah. No need.”

“Which pouch is for my shirt?” yuki said again, flat without emotion. Hiding the ringing from the corner of a torn lip. He was glued to Keven's oversized shirt and jacket he was wearing, as well as clumps of dirty clothes that were deliberately tightly grasped.

If asked how Yuki could be here, it was obviously all because of Keven being coercive. He was carried affectionately through the crowd and the Alia's lotto.

Keven completely ignored the attention that could have sparked new gossip. For him it doesn't matter if it only contains how he is so knee-jerk on Yuki.

“This ...”

Grabbing the bag that Keven thrust out, Yuki hurriedly put his clothes in. “Still.”

“You don't have to go to the office anymore, do you? I'll drive you home, okay? Come ...,” said Keven as he reached out. Nervous, worried and I don't know what the other thumping is like.

“I ...,” said Yuki paused with a thin breath. For a moment hesitantly he resumed talking, “one has already picked me up. Maybe he's in front.”

“Dia?” lirih Keven. Without explaining in detail Keven can guess who ‘dia’ Yuki means. Of course the figure of a man who some time ago had a jotos with him.

“Then I take you to the front,” continued Keven bitter.

“You're not mad at me?” chirped Yuki.

“Anged why?” asked Keven pretending he didn't know.

“So I'm evil, right?”

“Be careful!” keven said as the back of his hand hit the door of the VIP room. He protects Yuki's forehead, which almost hit the door as a result of walking with his head down.

“Ah, sorry ..” said Yuki while putting down her clothes bag. The reflex examines the back of Keven's hand and blows slowly.

Not spared the heartwarming warm sigh that was splashed on Keven's chest. He smiled in a knot that could not hide the happiness that was so missed. For a moment Keven thought of getting hurt more than this for Yuki to notice.

“A-a-I didn't accidentally.” Yuki's stammered Keven's hand awkwardly.

Gegas Yuki opened the door of the VIP room, passed in a hurry with a flushed face holding in shame. Get a jacket that wraps around the body with a feeling of anxiety. He forgot to bring his dirty clothes. As a result now Keven who was carrying the bag out with wide steps, chasing after Yuki who had dyed outside.

Glaring while looking at her own hands and the pouch Keven was carrying, Yuki let out an annoyed sigh inwardly. Sontak Yuki clucked softly as she set foot toward Keven.

“Let me take it,” reject Keven when Yuki tries to take the bag. At least Keven wanted to try to be useful to Yuki.

“It's mine. Love me!” firmly Yuki while gripping tightly with a slight pull. In an instant he forgot the shame he had felt. More worried if until Keven find out what the contents in the bag that Yuki asked for.

Stunned at the wrong behavior, Keven swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Shifting his gaze with a blushing face after a moment of surprise.

A moment later Keven's body shuddered in brim as he glanced at Yuki's snickered sneer. The girl who had just inserted the cover of an important asset hardened her jaw with a nose of fireworks while floating an arm swing.

Bugh.

Bugh.

“Argh!! Shameful!!” yuki complained while hitting Keven carelessly.

“Ka-you don't use?” whispered Keven while holding both of Yuki's wrists. The quivering pupils widened, scrutinizing the answer from Yuki's blushing facial expression.

Treeett ...

“Help this pouch in front. Don't unzip my jacket. Don't go home with anyone else. I do not permit you!” firmly Keven while gently grasping Yuki's wrist. Possessive locking with a wandering wild mind.

‘Aaaargh!!’ keven's inner scream.

“Hei!! Lepassin! Where are you going to drag me?! Argh .. Ngeselin!” yuki grumbled all the way. It continued until he was forcibly seated next to the steering wheel.

“Open the door!!” yuki's orders were shrill with sharp glaring eyes.

“Shut!” knock Keven cold while putting on a seat belt. Without Keven daring to look at Yuki, he was determined to focus only on the straight ahead.

“Do not want!! It's wrong of you to also give me a bright shirt! Open the door or I jump out of the window?!” yuki's rebutting while threatening.

“Loh, can't you?” yuki said again with a whining tone while trying to lower the car window.

While not long ago when Yuki and Keven were still arguing in the car, the young man who rushed to pick Yuki up stopped the speed of the motorbike on the side of the road, right in front of the Keven restaurant building. It turns out Keven's guess missed, not Dion who came to pick Yuki up.

“Gara-gara nabrak mothers judes so late. Where's this kid going, anyway?!"

The phone in the pocket was booed, the screen was scrolled quickly to contact Yuki. But not yet had Dimas send a message, a shadow of the passengers fighting in the car that passed through it successfully made Dimas sculpt.

"Ckck .. Don't say CLBK again. Hah .. Very unfortunate your fate. Why also have a crush on such unstable temen?!” babble Dimas with a big smile under his sad eyes, panned until Keven's car disappeared at a crossroads.

Shaking his head, Dimas smiled wryly. “Yuki-Yuki .. As powerful as I can help you stay away, just let you meet.”

“Padahan now they can be happy if they have already received each other ... I think because he was you were not happy, it turns out not the same he is also you are not very happy. Should I help you?” muttered Dimas while rubbing his chin. “But later so not exciting his struggle. Why do I kill myself is jealous."

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