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Today is a normal day. I go to Rovino's place and do some useless activities. Like taking a nap - no, actually he will sleep until the sun shows up.
"Gowd mowing," a boy with curly hair greets with a yawn and his pillow face, his face still stuck to a pillow even though his eyes have not fully opened.
"Morning, Nanda," Rovino greets back to Nanda. "Where are you going?" his eyes were half open.
"Ah, I'm going to do a project. Are you going to stay over in my place tonight?" The taller man spoke while carrying the things he wanted to bring with him.
"No."
"No? Then you can leave the key as usual. I don't think I'll be home today. I will be back tomorrow night soooo.... umm- ah where is that?" He chatted busily, walking around without any direction. "Do you see my earbuds nda?"
"Nda-???"
"Ah here!!! I'm leaving now, byee nda."
"-by...e???? What is this? Called me what?" But after that he just rolls into bed and goes to continue his dream.
The next day, Rovino chats with Nanda that he will come home tonight, but the wild thing is that Rovino called Nanda with Nanda. It's totally normal, but it's been 2 days since his boyfriend called him like that.
A curly-haired boy opened the door and saw that Rovino was already there. "Ah, welcome back, did you just finish class?"
"Uh-huh," he said while putting on his shoes. "How is it?" The tall, handsome guy asked the curly-haired boy.
"Baddddd..." He sighed for a while and sat down on the fluffy sofa. His body was withering like a plant that had never been watered.
Do you want a cake?" Nanda turned to the source of the noise. Rovino in the kitchen took the cake out of his pocket. Nanda sees it, it is his favorite cake, sour cream coffee cake. But he did not want it today, so he just shook his head.
Rovino opens the fridge and takes out a canned beer. "Nanda, do you want a beer?"
"Why are you acting so wild, Vin? I mean, why do you call me like that?"
"What? I called you like what?" Rovino just thought what the mistake is
"Call me Nanda. I mean for the last 2 days you have been calling me Nanda. Nanda, nanda, nanda and nanda. Why do you not call me Achir as usual? I cannot think clearly for the last 2 days. Li - like - why are you calling me with that nickname?" he rubbed his face with a frustrated expression.
"Sorry, leave it. I shouldn't be mad..."
"Sorry, your friends always called you by that nickname. I thought it was a special nickname so that your friends could call you Nanda."
"But you are not my friends, Vin! You are my boyfriend and my actual special nickname is Achir. I give it to you cause you're my special personal person for me".
He ran towards the younger one, "I'm so sorry, I don't even think about it. Sorry Achir, I didn't mean to..."
Nanda just cannot say anything, his soul seemed to be pulled out of his body. It does not mean that he will die, instead he feels more calm and comfortable with a hug from Rovino.
His left hand was on Rovino's shoulder while his right hand was on Rovino's back. His really never changes, his shoulders are always wide and he feels so strong. His scent is always fragrant whenever he is.
His hand squeezes the back of a taller person, giving a sign. His nose, which first inhaled the scent from the shoulder, now moves to Rovino's neck. His breath has become more fiery. His hand moved to massage Rovino's scalp.
"Kiss," the curly one said.
"Aye aye Captain..." He knows it. "Sofa? or my room?" Rovino asks the curly one.
"Uhm, sofa please..."
"As your command, Mr. Achir."