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Yashka was (not) a normal boy who likes basketball, he was playing basketball in the school yard then suddenly fathir challenged him to a basketball match. Fathir is the best player and the most popular boy in school, and yashka of course accepted it since they had always been enemies. Yashka has worked hard to win against his enemy, and this was his chance.
As the matched went on, yashka was exhausted, but he wasn’t giving up… its now 02:03, yashka lost. He can’t accept it, he lost….
“Good game.” Fathir said giving him a smirk
“Shut up…”
“Oh come on, its just game.” Fathir said while giggling
“Oh please, just leave me alone man.” Yashka said furiously while walking away.
Later that night, fathir was devastated because his parents had another fight because of his ill brother that had been hospitalized for some unknown reason. His parents didn’t had a healthy relationship and that always fight for no apparent reason. Fathir, now crying in a nearby park was heard by yashka wo was walking home after school, he had some extra courses after class and just now going home, as he heard someone crying, he slowly approached the park where fathir was crying.
“Hey…” as fathir looks up he was shocked to hear the voice of his enemy.
“Oh, its you… what are you doing here?” He asked while wiping away his tears.
“I was just walking home and i heard you crying. Is everything okay?” He asked softly to him.
“Its uhm… nothing…” fathir said trying to sound like he didn’t need yashka’s help.
“You know you can just tell me, i wont tell anyone I promise.” Yashka said while sitting next to him trying to comfort him.
“…why do you even try to help me? You want something dont you?” Fathir said feeling annoyed
“You got a problem with me trying to help?”
“…uhm no, its just…never mind…”
“You really hate me do you? Just talk about to me…”
As they talk, fathir told yashka about his family problems and that he had wanted to live alone so that he doesn’t have to listen to his parents arguing as he had hated them since they had also neglected him when he was a child. And that it was his brother that had always took care of him.
“So you ran away from home?”
“Yeah, usually i just walk around or stay at my friends house. But i dont want bother them now…”
“Why dont you stay at my place. My parents aren’t home, and my sister is in college.”
“Are you sure?” Fathir said reassuring him.
“Yeah its fine” yashka said while standing up and asking fathir to come with him.
As they walk up to yashka’s place fathir was really great full since his enemy had helped him.
“Hey uhm, thanks again for letting me stay.” Fathir said thanking him
“Yeah its fine” as yashka opened the door he looked at fathir to make a gesture to let him in.
“Come in..”
As they walk in, fathir realizes that yashka’s place isnt that big but yet its really nice and comfortable.
“Make yourself at home” yashka said trying to warm up to fathir
“Thanks…” fathir said putting his bag on the floor
“Have you eat? Are you hungry?” Yashka said trying to make fathir comfortable as possible and to let him open up. So that yashka can help him with his problems.
“No…”
“Here…its all i have for now, eat it..” yashka hands him a plate of cheesecake to fathir so that he could eat something.
“Thanks…”
As they both eat the cheesecake together, they watched movies to enjoy the time they had and tell stories to each other.
“I have something i want to tell you, but i dont know the best way to tell you…” fathir said slightly blushing and turning his head away.
“What is it? Just tell me…” yashka said curiously wondering what fathir might say to him, thinking that fathir might be opening up more to him.
“I-i….uhm….” Fathir was nervous about the thing he wants to say. As yashka waited for what fathir wanted to say, fathir finally had the courage to confess.
“Yash…i, have had this feeling since the time we had our first match a few years back. And im sorry if i made you uncomfortable after what im gonna say…”
“I… i like you, yashka.” Fathir said blushing and feeling flustered as he looks away.
“A-ah, what?” Yashka was confused, he didn’t expect that fathir would say such things. But the thing is, yashka also had that same feeling.
“I…i-i like you too fathir…” Yashka said as he moved closer to him
“Hey… look at me…” he then held fathir’s chin and turned his head. So now, they were face to face. Fathir looks down, trying to avoid yashka’s captivating gaze. Yashka leaned in closer, he could feel fathirs heartbeat getting faster, then… they kissed.