A short one-shot day with an ordinary time

Without Words

by

LittleDan

“Em...”

I said your name While sitting in a luxurious European car that drives smoothly, the person next to me plays Ton Thanasit's music in the background without getting bored. And now it is one o'clock and fourteen minutes. A car was stopped at a red light with no people around. Crossed into an intersection where there was a noodle shop with red pork dumplings and people were milling about. Today is Saturday, a day for everyone to go out and relax for the night.

“Yes,” she responded.

“Are you sleepy?”

“Huh? Are you afraid we'll fall asleep?"

“No...are you sleepy? You come pick us up often like this.”

"I'm not sleepy. I'm used to it."

She turned and smiled at me. She doesn't usually smile.

“Today I sent a friend to study at Suvarnabhumi. He went to England for many more years before coming back...just then he came out to welcome her.”

Em always had a reason, which was a coincidence, for coming to pick me up and take me back to my accommodation at night to drop off friends. Come out and meet some friends. I just broke up with the group.

It's a way through...

She yawned, but tried to keep her mouth shut so I wouldn't know she was yawning. Plus, I always turn around and smile and tell Em that she's fine. She is an athlete And she is much stronger than me. Many times Em chased me to go exercise. It has a beneficial effect on the voice and lungs. I once asked Em why she took care of me. and spend her precious time together

She answered briefly, "Because I'm your bear...yours alone."

Em made me believe it completely. Believe without a doubt...

I have thought many times that I want to do whatever I want. I don't care about anyone, just my heart is happy. But after I met Em I know everything I think It's like turning the entire universe around yourself is impossible. It's a pity that for so many years I've been stuck in superficial happiness. Never knew that giving someone your whole heart is not scary, it just takes the utmost courage.

At this time, I have to think about the people around me. Especially people who love and wish well for me. I have a family to take care of, friends, teachers, and most importantly, I have Em... and I don't want to disappoint Em.

I know Em understands me. understand the idea My past...everything

No one will understand me. But I just want Em to understand. And just trust me.

Can it be called love? I'm embarrassed to say that word. I'm not a lascivious person and I don't say words of love too much, nor do I judge our relationship. What definition might make us both uncomfortable? all my heart There were only good wishes for Em even though I didn't say them.

Exactly.

“Are you hungry?”

“Just a little bit.”

“I'd better stop by the gas station. Add gas too."

Em flashed his lights and turned his car into a gas station while communicating with the station attendant. I walked down to the nearby convenience store. Grabbing some smoked sausage, pork bologna, and skim milk for regulars as they stood in line waiting to pay. I saw Em walking out of the car. Look down at the tires on both the front and rear wheels.

Conversed a few words with the gas station boy with a faint smile. After a while, she took out her wallet and opened it. Then he picked up the green banknote. Giving the young man two tickets, he bowed respectfully before taking out a free bottle of water.

I accept that having Em in my life Makes me feel like a child. I have someone to pick me up and drop off when I finish work. It's dark and late at night. I have a place to sit and sleep when I feel lonely. That is Em's house...

“What did you buy?”

“The same things I used to eat.” I opened the bag for her to see.

“Good, Sausage, I'm hungry.”

“Just now, I didn't see you say you were hungry. Otherwise, I will buy many more.”

“Is that okay? ...Or is there not enough water? Otherwise, we can go buy more.”

He said as he started walking towards the convenience store. I grabbed her arm in time.

"You don't have to. That's enough. Eat a lot and you'll get fat."

“Are you afraid of being fat too?”

“Emmmm.”

"Okay, we'll take you to the condo."

"Today we'd rather sleep at Em's house."

“Did you take the wrong medicine? Every time I see him crying, he wants to go back to the condo.”

“We want to sleep with you.”

The owner of the beautiful car turned around and looked at him in surprise, his eyes wide and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“Uh...wait a minute...”

“Emmm, what are you thinking?”

“Just kidding, but...is something wrong today? Why do you want to go to our house? You're sick?”

“No, it's okay.”

Em teased me again. Placing the back of my hand on my forehead, I sighed and looked at Em, who was checking my temperature. Em's eyes looked down the road as her hand moved to hold mine.

"It's not that hot..."

That's the whole conversation. I didn't say any more. And Em held my hand until we arrived at the house.

“His bear...what's wrong?...It's so grumpy.”

Mom and dad are all asleep. Em put the food on the table. I was really hungry, but I couldn't eat anything along the way. Em saw that it was very unusual. So he came and sat down next to me. I just laid down on the sofa, exhausted. Images from the daytime swirled around in my head. I finally spoke up.

“It's a difficult role. I can recite it, but I can't express my feelings. I was so emotional that I forgot the take several times. And...I wasted everyone's time.”

Suddenly I burst into tears. It felt similar to when I was a trainee.

There are only good people and talented people. I have nothing against him.

“Okay...come here...”

Em spread her arms open to me all...

“We know what she intends to do. You will make it in the end, don't think too much.”

Em hugged me, a normal hug. A comforting pat on the head and I leaned against her shoulder, closing my eyes for a moment. Thinking back to what I had just gone through throughout the day and various difficult moments, I saw myself standing expressionless in front of many senior actors. I forgot the line for the third time and they said it was fine and started setting the scene again. But the uncomfortable feeling had not yet disappeared.

At least the sound of Em's breathing is being heard here. It calms my mind a lot.

There are moments That I used to think...

I think it's Em's shoulder. Will you stay here forever? Or if one day I have someone other than Em...will he be annoyed that I act weak and unreasonable like this? On the day that the relationship may progress to the point where there is no excitement left, he will still be a friend. Be a good advisor And be a shelter for me like Em?

One thing I keep telling Em is, Since I left home, I have no one. There's only Em...it may not include living together as boyfriend and girlfriend because if I have a boyfriend I probably won't be able to hang out with Em like this again, and if I really had a boyfriend, I wouldn't be able to say the things I told Em.

Em is the most special person to me at this time...

Sometimes it's an uncomfortable ambiguity, but I see joy in it. I don't know if Em will feel the same way, but if Em isn't okay with this, I'm sure Em won't let it happen and will definitely continue.

The way we are right now is good.

“Tomorrow we will send you to the condo. Now, let's eat first. The bear is really hungry, right?” Em said as she picked up some bologna and fed it to me. I opened my mouth and waited like a young bear like always.

I have never told anyone that Em and I are lovers, we love each other, we are friends. Even though everything Em and I have together can completely replace the word "girlfriend" Even I think that our actions are

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