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Me and Garett known as a “weird” couple, the two of us never had a serious relationship before. So, when both of us get together, they think we are just messing around. Maybe like a friend with benefits and nothing more. Well, I can’t deny it. Because, that's exactly what we do. We are not like an ordinary couple, we love to meet at night to seek for an affection that comes from both of us.

There’s an interruption that wakes me up in the middle of night, I heard a knock on my front door. I look at the clock, 2 AM. Rushly, open the door, because I know it’s him. “What the hell are you doing here, it’s fucking 2 AM, Garett?” I whisper. He didn’t pay attention to answer it. He looked at me and pulled me closer. He smelled like alcohol and cigarettes. His favorite one. I know he’s been drinking, he always does.

“Ke mana aja hari ini?” It’s the first thing that he asked me and ignored my question, after pulling me out. This fucker. “Why did you care?” I tease him. He rolled up his eyes.

“I care, I always do, Bee.” Bee. That nickname was made when we’re out on a date in a park. He gives me a bucket of flowers. I actually hate it. But, I’m trying to be a sweet person–because I'm trying and praying hard for this relationship to be, at least, not like the previous one I had. Rose. So lame.

We walked around the park. I brought the flower with us. After fifteen minutes, we found a spot to sit down. We talked, laughed, and didn't realize that the flower was surrounded by hungry bees. I put down my hands, close to the flowers.

“That’s ticklish,” I said. He was confused. I thought his hand was the one that tickled me. But, it’s not. That’s a bee. Both of us became white as milk. That’s a whole bee hive.

“Kak, aku itung sampe 3, kita lari.” I will never understand what’s going on inside his head. But, he’s crazy indeed.

“Kalau dikejar gimana?” I asked him. Because, I’m scared. Obviously. What if the bees chase after us? I don’t wanna go home with a swollen face.

“Ga bakal. Ikut aja kata aku. Sini.” He gave his hand, hoping I would take it. Well, why would I not take it? The time I grab his hands, he smiles like the happiest person in the world. There’s a time he looks innocent.

“1.” He started counting. “2… 3… Lari, Kak.” We both ran without giving time to glance back. After a while, we felt safe. We stop and look at each other, laugh. That’s so funny. It’s been a long time since I laughed this hard–sincerely.

Starting from that moment, he always calls me “bee”. Another reason he spouted out was because bees love sweet things and that sweet thing is him. Not funny, didn’t laugh. But, for sure I grind my teeth so hard when he said that. Sometimes, I missed the time he called me “Kak Elv”, but nevertheless I live for “Bee”.

“Lagi mikirin apa sih?” I didn’t realize that now I sat on his lap. It must be him that put me in this position while I was zoning out. His nose on my neck. He loves to do that. Like smelling me? He said my scent was immaculate. I don’t understand what this means, don’t ask me.

“Nothing.” I answered. He just nodded his head and started to embrace me simply. Wrapped his big arms around my waist. It makes me shiver. I bit my lips. “We’re not doing it. Just sleep.” I stated.

“I miss you, Bee.” I know. You always miss our make out session, don't you? Cause, I do miss it.

“Aku lagi capek.” I lied. I wanted it. It’s just that I have a class tomorrow and don’t want to miss it.

He’s pouting. “Ok,” then agreed. “But, can we kiss? Just for one time?” What in the fucking hell one time? When we start kissing, we forget about time. I wanna start an argument, but when he is getting closer. I can feel his warm breath. I took a deep breath. Fucked it. If I can’t wake up for class tomorrow, then I ditched it.

I cupped his cheeks to make him look at me, then I lowered my head, started kissing him. This stupid ass smile and kissed me back. He began sucking my lower lips and switched it to my upper lips. His hands slid into my gown. My hands on his shoulders, clinging to him, rubbing his neck and stroking his hair. I grew breathless.

There’s only the sound of our breathing that can be heard in this place. He lifts me up and takes me to bed. My bed. But, it feels like ours. He threw me slowly, slid his legs between mine and placed one of his hands on my chest.

“I don’t think we can do it just for once. Can we?” Sneaky ass. He knows that I can’t resist him.

“Shut up and ruin me.” I said that because it kills me everytime we do it.

“As you wish and you know that I never failed at it.” He kissed my forehead as soon after said that.

His tongue dancing inside my mouth. He treats my lips like its fruit. Bit it slowly. He put his weight on his hands. I can feel my lips become numb, but I enjoyed it too much to stop. He knows that he needs to stop when my breath becomes heavy. He pulled out and looked at me and said the dirty words, but it sounded beautiful to my ears.

Maybe in other people's eyes we looks like a fucking buddies. But, we know ourselves. We love each other. We are just too carefree and people get it wrong when they see me or him being way too nice to the other opposite gender. Actually both of us are always friendly to everyone. I will not lie that sometimes it can make us jealous and lead us to fight countless times.

I look at my clock again, it’s 5 AM and we just finished. After helping me clean myself, he slept next to me and pulled me closer from behind. I squeezed his arm, closed my eyes, and slept soundly. We don’t need people's opinions in our relationship. We know it the best. Because, both of us are trying to be the best partner for each one.