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TYPE POV:
“You know that Wat kept talking about the-” Ahh, this is like the fifth time I have had to remember that I love my boyfriend. I feel like if I don’t do something soon, I am going to strangle him. I have been trying to get this paperwork done for the past hour, and have not been able to, because Man just keeps on talking. I love him so much, that I honestly know that I am going to marry him one day, but damn when will he just shut up. Also, it’s just stupid complaints about his friends, it’s getting me on my last nerve.
I feel myself growing more frustrated the more he talks, but I am trying to stay calm so, I don’t hurt his feelings. So I just straighten my back and say firmly, “Man?” He automatically stops talking and looks over, showing that he is listening. So I continue, “Babe, I am trying to work. Can we please not talk about this right now?” I sigh when there is silence finally after an hour of my boyfriend’s incessant talking. I look back down at my laptop, while doing my last few Excel sheets, finishing the last of my work. It seems to take me about five minutes, and it feels good being done.
Though now it feels so weird having it be so quiet, so I look over to not see my boyfriend in the same place that he was in. I call out, “Man?”
There is at first silence and then finally I hear, “In the laundry room,” which makes me smile. I have been asking him to do that laundry since yesterday, but it’s okay at least he is finally doing it. I walk down the hallway to find my boyfriend and hear sounds coming out of the laundry room, and feeling slightly confused, I walk in.
As I walk in I see Man organizing the laundry, in my three baskets, clearly labeled: ‘Light Colors,’ ‘Whites,’ and ‘Dark Colors.’ At first, it looks like it’s going fine, that is until Man puts one of my sky blue button-ups in with the whites. Though thinking he mistakenly put it in there I wait, that is until he doesn’t remove it and puts the whites and the sky blue button up and I see a light pink shirt in there too, almost in the wash. I already feel done with my day and I don’t need this, it is so easy to figure out my system. I walk over there fast and snatch the basket out of his hands, “Idiot, you can’t put blue and pink in whites, the colors will bleed.” He starts apologizing and saying he didn’t see that and I just feel so done with all of this. I pick up one of the shirts, and say, “How do you not know this is not fucking white, or that darker pink should not be with the blues? Are you that stupid, really Man you are in college, but I sometimes wonder. How can you be that dumb? Go, I don’t want you here anymore, I am done with you.”
I start to focus on the laundry and barely acknowledge anything else going on.
MAN POV:
I feel like I am going to cry, I know sometimes Type gets mad at me for this kind of stuff. I honestly didn’t think I was doing it wrong, I want to apologize for my mistake. However, as I look back I see he wouldn’t even acknowledge so I decide to go to Wat’s concert. I wasn’t planning to go, because Type and I were going to do date night, but then he had to do work and I messed up. I just can’t be here right now, I don’t want him to feel guilty or for him to get mad again, so, I grab my wallet and keys and leave. Though before I go, I call out to Type, and when he doesn’t acknowledge me, I decide to write a note, just to make sure he is okay.
TINE POV:
I feel like I can’t stop blushing from watching my boyfriend on stage. Though in my defense, he did just dedicate the last Scrubb song to me, and even when he is not doing that, he just looks so hot on stage. Honestly, I get the idea of being a fan of this band and/or this man. Sometimes I get so jealous of the fans that stare at him. Though as Fong says, “Wat already has you, he has someone who cooks for him, has sex with him, goes on dates, with him, and lives with him. Why would he want anyone else? Plus he basically worships the floor you walk on and did go into a fake relationship with you even when he was already in love. Oh, and that was also after one year of searching for you after he fell in love with you at first sight.” Then he usually continues with, “Have more confidence in yourself, dude.” I smile thinking about it, I wish Fong was here, but he is on a date, with a mysterious new boyfriend. I am so excited to meet this mysterious boyfriend he has been with for a while.
I am so in my thoughts that when I feel somebody sit by me, I jump slightly. Until I hear a familiar laugh beside me and look over to see Man. I smile at first though, see that he has been crying, and so I feel myself frown with concern. Though I wait for him to talk, to see if he wants to talk about it because I don’t want to make him think that I am pushing him at all. So, I just wait, and then after a few minutes, he looks over at me and says, “Tine, you know how I am really close to Wat and Boss? Well, I feel like I am closer to you than them.”
I smile and say with complete confidence, “I understand what you are saying. Fong has been my best friend since we were little kids, but you are definitely my second best friend.”
He smiles back at me, and then leans in and hugs me, I hug back just as much. Honestly, I love Fong and he is my best friend, but I am very close to Man and honestly, I wouldn’t want anyone else as my other best friend. Though, at the moment I can feel like there is something wrong with what is going on. I pull away and see the tears surface again in Man’s eyes. He then turns to the table and sees that we ordered some shots and he is about to take two of them when I stop him. I pull him back and say, “Man, are you okay? I know that you don’t like drinking as much anymore, you only do it when you're hurt and feel guilty. What happened?”
Man starts sobbing then, “Tine, I did something dumb,” he takes a deep breath to stop the crying. It only helps a little, and then he is back at it again, but he continues, “Your brother yelled at me, it was only laundry. I didn’t know that I put the shirt in the wrong basket, and he just yelled. I am sorry that I hurt your brother, how do I make him feel better? Na, na, na, I don’t want him to be mad at me.” I try to take on all the information that I got and figure out what to say.
When I do, I realize something, but before I can say something, Wat and Boss come back to the table and I see a couple of cocktails being set down at the table. Wat sits down right next to me on the other side from Man who is still hanging off of me slightly. I look over at Wat and smile when I receive a kiss on the cheek. He smiles back and asks, “What’s wrong with him?” He says it while gesturing to Man on my other side. I just smile and gesture for him to ask him.
So, while I sit there and try to figure out if I am right. Man and Wat are talking about something random, probably something very different from the fight Man and Type had. I wait till they are at a good stopping point and ask Man, “Hey Man, so what was your fight about exactly?”
Man sighs and frowns and says, “Apparently, I constantly do the laundry wrong. So, as I put the laundry in baskets I tried again to get it right, but apparently, it was wrong.” He pulls out his phone and pulls up photos of four shirts. One is bright green with flowers on it, another is a light red graphic tee, another one is sky blue, and the last is light pink. I watch as he points to the first two and says, “I put these in the dark,” and then points to the other two and said, “I put these two in the whites.”
I smile in acknowledgment, okay I was right, this is not good. I try to bring it up subtly, until Wat says, “Wait the last two aren’t white, and the first two are pretty light, not dark. How can you not tell that?” I jab Wat with my elbow and he looks at me glaring, “What was that for?”
I ignore him and he just seems confused, but I say, “Hey Man, can you give me the red cocktail?” He looks at the four cocktails and goes right past the red and picks up the bright green cocktail. I sigh as Boss starts getting confused and I feel pain for Man. Then I hear Wat and Boss playfully make fun and I stop them. I smile at Man and say, “Sweetie, I think you are colorblind.” Man looks confused and shakes his head, not making sense of it all. I hug him to my side and see that Wat and Boss are wanting to ask questions, so, I smile at Man and tell him to ignore them.
I hear Wat try to argue with me, and I just glare at him, because I am feeling angry with everyone. I turn back to Man and say, “Are you feeling better, at all?”
I watch as he nods and says, “How am I colorblind? How has nobody said anything to me, my whole life? I have been just sitting thinking that this is white?” He holds something light blue and yellow.
I look at him and smile, saying, “You are okay and will be okay, all you have to do is live every day understanding that you might see the world slightly differently from others.” I put my hand on his hand and hug him close, “Though it’s okay, you are unique and that is an incredible thing.” Man smiles, but is still clearly freaking out.
So I keep hugging him and Wat and Boss guilt themselves, but also get confused again, but right now is not about them. So, I just hug Man closer and feel protective when Man says something again, “He called me an idiot and said how can I be so dumb. I didn’t know I was being dumb, I didn’t know that I don’t see things the same as others. How am I supposed to tell him, that I never knew?” I just rub his hair and feel so angry at these three.
Though as he seems to calm a little I say to him, “Do you feel okay about going home?” He nods his head and then shakes it, and then nods it like he can’t decide if one of them is the correct answer. So, I just smile and tell him, “You can stay at our place until you both cooled down a little more.” Man nods his head sighing, not sure what else there is to do. I watch as he sits there and lets him beat himself up and I feel like I am hurting for him.
Then Man pops his head from my chest and says, “No, I can’t go to your house, how can I? Type and I need to talk this out, what about our relationship?” I just rub his back as he starts panicking and calm him with my smile.
“Man, can I see your phone?” He nods his head and then hands it over to me, while not leaving the hug. I smile down at him, and while I hold him close, I take the phone. I open it up and then turn to Man, “Can you unlock it?” He just takes the phone back and unlocks it, seeming to just trust me.
As I watch him unlock the phone, I see him putting in 08230516, I smile because that is both my brother’s and Man’s birthdays. That is so honestly cute, but I just wait till he hands his phone back. I take it back and get his contacts and calls Type or in Man’s phone it’s called, ‘My Baby <3’. As I feel Man trying to relax and so I turn to him with my phone and say, “Here are some articles, do you want to look at them?” He just nods and detaches himself from me to take my phone, but then when he gets it, he just lays down on the couch that we are sitting on, laying his head on my lap. I smile again and run my fingers through his hair while I wait for Type to pick up.
I watch as Wat keeps looking at me and then at Man, and I frown. If he thinks that he can be jealous of his best friend and boyfriend being this comfortable with each other? He, better not be, especially since I seem to be the only one who is protecting and being there for Man right now. He knows how I get when I am angry and when I am done with my brother he and Boss are next.
I glare at Wat, and any jealousy goes right out the window of his face, replaced by guilt and almost pleading for mercy. I ignore it and shake my head while glaring at him. Finally, after a while of waiting Type picks up.
Type: Hey, where are you?
Me: This isn’t Man, he is with me.
Type: Tine? What? What is he doing with me? What the hell is going on? Is he okay?
I slightly smile, hearing that he is worrying slightly about his boyfriend at least. Though he might be my brother, but if he hurts Man or does something stupid right now, I will keep Man away from him, because, Man is the most important person right now. He is my first and only priority right now.
Me: He came to the bar that Wat was playing at, he did not look good so, he has been hanging out with us.
Type: What? Is this about the laundry? It is just a stupid fight, you know how anal I am with the laundry. He kept putting things in the wrong baskets and was going to end up ruining some of both of our clothes. Did he get upset about that?
I feel the anger radiating off me as I hear what he is saying, though as Man looks at me nervously, I just smile softly. Then before I continue talking to my brother I whisper to Man, if I can tell Type. He nods his head after scanning my face and smiles and then cuddles back in my lap and turns his attention to the articles. I smile and then listen back in.
Me: Type, I love you and you are my brother, but right now Man is the top priority to me and nobody else, not you, not Wat, not anyone. So, I need to ask you some questions.
Type: Mmm, okay.
Me: What was the fight about?
Type: I was having a long day and he kept complaining about you all and I needed to get some work done. After politely asking if we could talk about it later, he stopped and I got my stuff done. Though when I looked up I didn’t see him, but then found him doing laundry. I was so happy he finally did laundry, I had been asking him to for a while. Though I watched him put darker colors with lights and light clothing in whites. I watched for a little while and then I snapped.
I hear as he seems to feel bad, but also has too much pride to feel like he wasn’t in the right and admit he was wrong. Though, as I sit here and watch as Man is barely relaxed I grow angry even more. All I want to do, is show Type, Wat, and Boss, that I am not to be messed with, and when I am with Man, so is Man. So, as I go quiet for a minute, I feel the need to take down my brother’s pride and show him why some cultures call it one of the seven deadly sins.
Me: I am guessing when you say you snapped, it means you insulted and called him names?
Type: Mmm
I hear the guilt, but him still being prideful, so I take strength in my anger.
Me: So first off Man gave me permission to tell you this, he is colorblind.
Type: Wait, What?
Me: Yeah I thought so. I thought everyone knew about it, but I am finding out that nobody realized aside from me, not even Man. Man is trying not to panic right now, Boss looks like he is still full of confusion, and doesn’t even look guilty. Wat keeps being stupidly jealous of Man laying on my lap or cuddling up to me, even though I am comforting him. I am apparently, the only one who seems to care about Man right now. Though all of that is nothing compared to YOU.
Type: What did I do that is worse than his friends?
Me: Type, I know you snap and get angry for no real reason, just because you are having a bad day. I know it, and Man knows it too. However, you called him an ‘Idiot,’ and you asked how he can be so dumb. Then beyond that, you probably said more stuff that I don’t even know about. Then, after telling you, he is colorblind I have barely heard any guilt from you, just mostly your damn pride. So, you will sit there and listen to me. Got it.
Type: Mmm, I will listen now.
Me: When Man got here, he was crying, and I could see guilt and hurt in his eyes and expression. He hugged me and he hasn’t stopped since he got here. This was no one’s fault, but yours, I want you to feel that guilt now.
Type: Okay.
Me: He feels guilty about what he did, he felt like he did something wrong and has been beating himself up all night so far. I haven’t seen him like this in such a long time, and now he feels even worse because he just found out this life-changing news. So, don’t you dare be fucking prideful or think that you are in the right, at all!
Type: I know, I am sorry.
Me: I am the wrong person to tell that too. Also, before I am going to let you anywhere near my second best friend, you will promise me some things.
Type: Okay, yes I will.
Me: Next time you get mad at him, think about if you are really mad at him? Or, are you just taking something out on your boyfriend?
Type: I promise, but what if?
Me: There are no, 'What If,' you will either do it or not.
Type: Okay, I promise.
Me: You will be the one doing your own stupid laundry
Type: Yes I promise
Me: You will remember this feeling of worry that I heard in your voice when you picked up the phone. That feeling will be good for you to have sometimes.
Type: I promise
Me: Man, has been through a lot and has worked hard, and if I hear that you said that he is too dumb for college or anything like that.
Type: ….
Me: Okay, by your silence, you already have. I am trying not to get so angry at you right now, though, you will have so many apologies to say. You remember that you can’t expect forgiveness, but you can hope for it.
Type: I know.
Me: Good, okay next, I have heard recently that a lot of people have been calling Man, one of the smartest people I know, an idiot or other insults about his lack of intelligence. Now I know that his boyfriend, and his two apparent best friends, have been some of them, so, that will stop. You all know how he got into this school on scholarship by doing a paper about how he wants to change certain things about the political system of our country. He works so hard to be at the top of the class all the time. He is the head of the debate club and one of the best football players. He is always helping his teachers, and always puts his friends, boyfriend, and family first. He is one of the smartest people I know and actually, I know for each one of you, it is the same. So, if I ever hear any of you call him an idiot, dumb, stupid, or any of the sort, I will tell you that you just sound stupid then.
Type: Okay.
Me: Now he can’t do all of that, without being super organized, so just because he has a hard time with laundry, doesn’t mean he can’t.
Type: I know.
Me: As I said before, he feels guilty right now and I can tell, he thinks he is at fault and that hurts to see, so you will make sure he knows he is not guilty of this. He puts everyone above himself, and so he needs somebody to put him first sometimes. If nobody else will, I will, so here is what you are going to do. You are going to come over to my place in two hours because I am going to make sure he relaxes some before you get there. When you get there you will apologize and do anything you can to help him forgive you. If you don’t do that, he will be staying with me, for however long it will take for you to stop being a jerk. You might be my brother, but I don’t fucking care about you right now.
Type: I will do that, and I promise.
Me: There are a couple of rules that you will have to go by before I let you into my house. First, if you yell or insult him, I will kick you out. Second, If Wat and you, try to fight at all, you will both be locked out of the house. Third, you will apologize to your boyfriend, no matter if he forgives you or not. Fourth, if you break any of the rules or I think anything is wrong, I will make sure that none of you see Man again until he has been given enough time.
Type: Okay, bye.
Me: Bye.
I hang up and see Man looking up at me smiling. I lift him up slightly to get the feeling in my leg again. After I do that I lean over and kiss the top of his head in a friendly and loving way. He smiles up at me and lays his head on my shoulder saying, “Can I have something to drink? I need to just not think for a while.” I smile and take some money out of my wallet and take the menu and ask what he wants. He just reads the descriptions and says he wants to have a rose sangria, and I just smile and hand him some money to go up there. He jumps up and goes to the bar.
“Wait, what was that anger that just came out of Tine, I have never seen him like that before.” I hear Boss whisper to Wat, who glares at him. I watch as Boss looks confused as Wat gestures for him to stop talking.
I stand up and walk over to the other side of the table. I walk right in front of Boss and grab his shirt pulling him towards me and using my quiet anger say, “What did you just say!?” He seems to mumble out some excuses and I just pull him closer, “You think I sounded angry on that phone call? Trust me, I am a lot scarier in person. Type knows that he is in trouble, now it’s both of your turns, so, are you? Do you feel guilty or not?”
What seems to act first and I roll my eyes when he tries to do the same thing as my brother, “I d-didn’t know so, I d-don’t know what to say.” I glare over at him and he changes his statement, “I mean, I don’t know what to say about the colorblindness, but I do feel guilty about the things I said.”
I look him in the eyes and can tell he is telling the truth, but is still feeling in the right a little. I glare at him and say, “You know what happens if you hurt him any part of the rest of the night.”
“Oooo you are in trouble, you just got told you are sleeping on the couch,” Boss teases smiling until, I turn to him and that smile wipes off of his face as I smack the back of his head.
“Oh, you think you are not in trouble with me, Boss just because you are not my brother or my boyfriend, does not mean I can’t do shit to you too. Trust me, you are in a lot of trouble as well, and you better apologize as soon as he get's back. If you don’t, I will be the one showing you what it’s like to be without a best friend.” I feel a hand on the back of my shoulder and I feel too angry so, I shove it off until it’s back again.
I am about to turn and yell at the person, but hear a calm Man speak, “Type, it’s okay. Come on, let's sit down.” That takes every piece of anger out of me, and I smile and start to calm down.
While I walk over to the other seats where Man and I were sitting I hear Boss whisper to Wat, “Shit, I think I just peed my pants, your boyfriend is terrifying.”
I smile evilly at them and say, “Oh Boss, you don’t know the half of it.”
MAN POV:
I know that I will probably make up with my friends and boyfriend since they didn’t know either. Though, I am so happy I have an amazing best friend like Tine that will have my back no matter what.