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A video played on Dirga’s cracked-screen phone. It was of a brown bunny thumping in annoyance because its owner won’t give any more back pats.
“Ihh, unyu banget . I have to show this to londo .”, he muttered to himself as he was sitting on the sofa.
They were both waiting in one of the building’s waiting rooms for their ride back to the hotel after one of their big conferences. Abel was just casually inspecting the room and put his attention a painting of a purple orchid. Dirga found it kind of weird for Abel to inspect a flower painting for that long, but that’s the least of his concern. The gold-eyed man called out to the man across the room,
“Hey, londo ! Look at this. It’s so cute.”
Abel turned his head and somehow, obediently walked towards the other’s position. “ Wat? ”, the blonde asked. Dirga showed his phone screen to him, but the cracked screen just made it difficult to see whatever the hell he was trying to show.
“ Mijn God ... Your phone screen is fucked up. Can’t you at least fix it?”, the other commented.
“Ahhh- Why is it that you can’t just try to actually see what it is without criticizing me?”, Dirga replied annoyed.
Abel glanced at Dirga’s furrowed face and sighed. There was another issue which was that Dirga is putting his hand too low. He was quite a tall guy, so he literally almost had to kneel down. The blonde didn’t want to complain and blow up an argument between them, so he had to do what he had to do.
He lowered his back and *boop*
Their foreheads touched. He hadn’t noticed that Dirga’s head was facing upwards towards his face. On the other hand, Dirga didn’t expect the other to stop bickering with that fast. It was a really short moment, but it felt longer than that for the pair. They even got to share eye contact in very close proximity .
The green-eyed man hurriedly moved back, “A-ah... Maaf. My bad, Indonesië.”
The other man instinctively touched his forehead, still looking a bit surprised. In a few seconds, he snapped out of it and said, “Ih, gapapa londo. Relax. Just sit next to me. I think that’s an easier way to look at it.”. Abel moved his body and sat next to him. Dirga showed his phone screen again and made sure the brightness was up so that the other could see a bit better.
The video was not crystal clear, but he could see that it was a video of a bunny. He is right, it is cute ...
“..just like you, Dirga.”, the blonde unconsciously blurted out.
“What did you say!?”, Dirga turned his face towards the other.
“No, nothing. You’re hearing things.”, Abel replied and looked away.
“I am not hearing things! Repeat what you said, Abel.”, the other shook Abel’s shoulder.
“If you know what you heard, then why would you want me to repeat it?”
“ Dasar londo- ”, before Dirga could continue his cursing. One of the building staff knocked and entered the room,
“Excuse me, sir. Your ride is here.”
The pair looked visibly flustered. To the staff, it seemed that she was interrupting something intimate . She felt kind of bad. Both of them nodded and the staff quickly closed the door again. Abel stood up and walked towards the door. Before that, the other tugged on his scarf and pointed at him,
“You’re safe this time, Belanda.”
“ Ya… ya Indonesië.”