Coffee and Bliss

After class, Harris fixed his stuff and readied himself to move out of his dorm. He bid goodbye to the landlady for formality. He was limping because of too much stuff he was holding and to his surprise, a tan man was leaning over to a black car, more like waiting for him. Because when he saw him, he straightened up his body and waved at him. He arched his eyebrows as if asking what he was doing there. The tan man walked towards him. Flashing his famous wink.

“I am here to pick you up. I brought my car in case you have a lot of stuff to carry,” he said.

The tan man peeked at his stuff and took the bags in his hands. “Are these all your things?”

He nodded. Couldn't figure out what to say because the tan man left him dumbfounded and casually put his things on the backseat. He followed the tan man and almost got startled when he opened the passenger seat’s door, gesturing for him to get inside.

He didn't look like the man he met in the mall. He was the man who kindly bought him food and offered him his dorm. He kept that thought in his mind. Because certainly, the tan man was kind of a gentleman if he didn't use his sharp tongue.

“Hey, as you can see it's almost dark. We need to hurry so you can fix your things early and be besides having an assignment to work on too.” The man waved his fingers in his face. 

He flushed when he saw a wide smile on him. Rolling his eyes, he stomped his feet when he got inside. A strong smell of perfume lingered on his nose when he got in. But hey, he liked the smell. He didn’t let the man notice what he was thinking when he moved to the driver’s seat.

Feeling awkward, he leaned on the window and stared at the street lights instead, fascinating the beauty outside. It would be his first time living with a stranger. He just hoped that everything would be fine while they lived together.

“At least we should know each other’s name, right?” The tan man broke the silence.

He slightly moved from his seat then nodded. Not wanting to introduce himself first though. He heard a chuckle coming from the man. He looked at him and saw the tan man scratching his head like a shy boy. 'I should be the one who feels shy, right?' 

“Fine, I’m Tristan Dickinson.”

He was taken aback again when the tan man stretched out his other hand to him. 

Trying to figure out what to do, he waited for a minute before speaking. “I’m Harris.” He ignored Tristan’s hand.

“Wow, you really know how to speak longer.” He sensed sarcasm in his voice. “Harris what?”

Harris.” He said with a bored tone.

Just Harris, I really need to teach you to speak human language,” Tristan said.

he smacked Tristan’s head. “Shia! It hurts. You always hit me!” Tristan

back. He never

his things at the back but Tristan picked them faster than he. He smacked his hand and

your girlfriend either for you to carry my things . .

. . and opened the door for me.” He said when Tristan opened the room's door for him.

drawing!

shock when he entered the room, a soft voice echoed in the room and a little girl with a pink dress showed up instantly in front of him. She bumped on his legs that nearly caused him

Phi! Ouch, I think my nose

knelt immediately on her and checked her nose. Good thing, it didn’t bleed. A smile instantly formed on his lips when he saw

hello to your P'Harris.” Tristan

The

not a stranger anymore since from now on, he will live here with us,” Tristan explained

he said. Amusement was on his face because of the cuteness

her eyes—greeted him

wondered why.

painted light blue and white. Spacious because there was nothing much besides the bed, side table, two chairs, cabinet with mirror and

hands on either side of his head. 'Please be good

the door frame with his hands on his chest.

the kitchen—I mean, you directly came here after school so I bet you’re hungry.

not bad after all. After thinking some stuff, he let himself drifted

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room he was in. But then, he remembered that it was his new room. He did his