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Your doorbell rang again. This time you knew who it must be. You’d been thinking about him since he left. “Did he say his name was Pedro? Is he really Pedro Pascal??” You’d asked yourself the same question over and over and over and over. One way to find out was to ask him. You’d made the decision.
You opened the door. He had a med kit in one of his hands and a bowl of big fat blueberries in the other. He was wearing a blue robe with gray sweatpants.
“I hope you like blueberries. I just thought I should bring you something as a thank you for your help today. I love berries and always have some in my fridge,” he said.
“Oh, you don’t have to… But yeah I love blueberries and those look really good,” you said with a smile on your face.
“Come on in. You can sit on the couch,” you invited him in.
“You’ve already taken a shower? Do you normally get ready for bed this early?” you asked as you walked him to the TV room. It was a little after 7PM at the time.
“Oh… no… I just wanna come here before it’s too late. I don’t want to wake you or keep you up,” he explained while walking to the couch.
“Oh… It’s ok. I won’t go to bed until like midnight or so. Well, I sometimes go earlier but I just lie in bed awake with my phone until midnight or so,” you chuckled, "Can't fall asleep as easily as when I was younger anymore."
“I know what you mean…” he sighed. “Here. I brought a med kit from home. And I’m wearing a robe because it’s easier to work on my shoulder that way. Hope you don’t think I’m rude or something,” he handed you the med kit he brought with him and put the blueberry bowl on the coffee table.
“Oh, no! Don’t worry about it. Did it bleed anymore?” you waved your hand as you said.
“I don’t think so,” he said as he loosed his robe and moved the fabric around his neck over to the side to expose his shoulder.
You gulped as you saw his skin and reached your hand out to put your fingers on it. You inspected the skin closely and it looked like there was no more blood. You looked through his med kit and grabbed the antibiotic and applied it on his cuts. He winced as the antibiotic touched his skin.
“Did it hurt?” you cocked your head and looked at him.
“No, I’m good,” he said
You pat gently on his shoulder letting him know it was done. “I don’t think you need to put bandages back on. There’s no more blood.”
“Thank you!” he said as he looked around and found Rouxy sitting on the floor staring at him.
“Do you live alone here?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’ve been living here alone with the pets for a while now,” you grabbed Rouxy and lifted her up to your chest.
“That sounds like you lived with someone here before?” he looked at you.
“Umm… a long time ago…” and you stopped talking about it. Your eyes dropped to the floor as if your mind was somewhere else. Yeah, it’s been a while. You started to get used to it now but still it hurt a bit every time when thinking about it.
Pedro stared at you quietly for a moment and said softly “Well, if you need any help, I’m just a few steps away ok? Don’t hesitate to ask. I might not be home all the time but if I’m, I’ll come and help you.”
His kind words hit you in the heart and suddenly your eyes got watery. “Thank you, Pedro…” your voice was shaky and lost in words while saying it.
“Look at these blueberries. They’re really good. I brought them with me from LA the other day. Here try some!” he tried to cheer you up by feeding you the blueberry in his hand.
You laughed and blushed to think of eating it from his hand. It didn’t make you feel awkward though from the way he acted. You then thought of all the photos of Pedro Pascal with his female co-stars. He reminded you of that one male friend in your class that likes to hangout with girls than with boys and girls like him and comfortable around him as a friend.
“Ummmm…. Pedro,” you said slowly.
“Yes?”
“Can I ask you something?” you asked softly like you weren't sure if you should ask the question you were about to ask or not.
“Of course. Shoot!” he answered with no hesitation.
“Are you ummmm Pedro Pascal?” you looked up at him shyly.
He stopped moving for a few seconds and said “So you knew me then?”
“I know who Pedro Pascal was but I didn’t know you were him. You looked so familiar but I didn’t think I would find him here so I kinda thought you’re just a guy that looked like him. Until you said your name…. I’m still not sure though until you confirm it.”
“Yes, I am him,” he paused. “Does that make you feel uncomfortable hanging out with me?”
“No! No. Of course not. How would it be? I was just curious. That’s all. I’m a big fan of The Mandalorian. I’ve watched it so many times already. I was about to rewatch it when you were ringing my doorbell,” you glanced up at the TV screen.
“I haven’t had a chance to watch it yet," he said while feeding himself some blueberries.
“Really? You’ve missed a huge thing in your life. You should sit down and binge watch it with me tonight. I have a huge bag of popcorn in my pantry,” your eyes lid up and you said. It would be so much fun to watch it with him.
He laughed “ Alright, if you say so. Can I go grab my dogs and bring them here? I don’t want to leave them alone for so long,” he put the blueberry bowl down on the coffee table.
“Of course. But I have cats here too. Are they good with cats and aren’t you allergic to cats, Pedro??” you suddenly remembered you’d seen an interview where he said he was allergic to cats. You frowned as you looked at him.
“I was when I was a kid. I don’t think I’m anymore. I know for sure I'm fine if I don't touch them. A lot of my friends have cats and I haven’t had any problem staying at their places," he stood up as he said.
“Ahhh… that’s good to hear,” you said with relief.
“Alright. I’ll be right back!”
You were surprised at yourself. Why did you invite him to stay tonight? You didn’t normally like having someone else with you and you had trust issues with people. But with him, you felt safe. You trusted him like he was a long lost friend. You felt like you knew him for a long time. Maybe because you’d seen pictures and videos and read a lot about him.
Five minutes later he came back with Cee and Edgar. He changed from the robe to an old t-shirt with the same sweatpants he had on earlier. Edgar was introduced to Rouxy. They all then started to play in the hall. He was as cute as you thought he would be. The cats were sleeping at their usual spots which are on the cat trees on the corner of your living room and the room next to it.
You set up a bowl of popcorn, the blueberries he brought and some snacks on the coffee table by your couch. It was an L couch where one end was a big bed. You offered him the bed end because you thought it would be more comfortable for his long legs. He denied and insisted on giving it to you. He managed to lean on the other end and put his legs up along the couch towards where you were laying.
You turned on the Disney+ on your TV and played The Mandalorian.
“I love the scene where you’re standing at the door with the cape flying on your back so much. Mando’s super cool!” you got so excited as always but even more this time cause you were watching it with The Mandalorian himself!
“I love your first line so much!” you sat up, waited for the scene then, “I can bring you in warm or I can bring you in cold,” you said as Mando said the same thing on the screen.
Pedro laughed. “Now I believe you that you've watched it several times. I remember playing that scene. It was so fun!”
“It’s fun too to watch your movement and guess if that’s really you under the helmet.”
“What?!” Pedro exclaimed and turned to face you.
“I know you’re not always under that helmet, Pedro. But don’t tell me. I don’t wanna know when you aren’t in that costume,” you stopped him from what you thought he was thinking to say.
“Fair enough,” he turned his eyes back to the screen.
“Baby Yoda’s so cute. I love his little teeth. Can you sneak him out of set and let me borrow him for a day or two??” you laughed.
“John Favreau would kill me!” he laughed.
“Is it true that most of everything we see on the screen here is real? You said in an interview that this set left you to the least imagination when you played because everything was there for real.”
“Yeah, it’s amazing,” he confirmed with no explanation.
“Look, my most favorite part is coming,” episode 3 was playing to where The Mandalorians on the jet packs came out to rescue Mando and the kid.
“It’s so cool. I really want one of those jet packs,” he said.
You ended up falling asleep on the couch around episode 6 while Pedro finished watching the whole thing.
You opened your eyes in the morning, looking around, wondering why you weren’t in your bedroom, trying to remember what happened. You then saw Pedro sleeping next to you on the bed end of the couch, under the same blanket. “He must have put it on me,” you thought. Next to him were three sleeping dogs. You chuckled, a feeling you hadn’t felt for a long time flooded your heart. You smiled to yourself and fell back asleep.
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