Chapter 14
Lucy
The date was going well than I thought it was. I half expected Ciel or especially Zen to start a fight. But the only fight they’ve been doing was playing footsie underneath the table which was scolded by Fran.
“Hey Lucy, can you come with me to the bathroom?” Fran asked as she got up from the table. I nodded as we both made our way towards the bathroom. Fran used the bathroom as we both started checking our makeup.
“It’s going better than I expected.” Fran voiced out as she retouched her lips with a lipstick. “I expected them to brawl out or cause a scene.” I told her. She laughed and said “I know right? But I can see in Zen’s eyes that he wants to punch Ciel. There’s never an end with those two.”
“I thought they were best friends?” I asked.
She sighed and said “That’s technically how boys are especially Ciel and Zen. They look out for each other but they never hesitate to beat each other up.” Fran gave me a reassuring smile as she said “Don’t worry, if ever it comes to that then you have me. I can beat them up if need to.” I wish I could be as bold as her but the only times I find myself being more confident is when I’m alone with Zen. He brings the best out of me and that’s one of the things I love about him.
We both walked out of the bathroom and headed towards the table. But as soon as we arrived we came to a complete halt at what Ciel and Zen were talking about. They were talking about the one thing that men love to talk about.
Boobs.
“I’m telling you man her tits are big, it’s just that she loves to wear those frilly shirts or sweaters that cover them up.” Ciel said as his hand gestures formed like he was grabbing breasts.
“Nah, I still think Lucy has bigger boobs man. They especially look great when she wears those doctor white coats.” Zen said. They argued whose boobs were bigger and better as if we weren’t standing here but I knew that they knew of our presence.
I had an expressionless look on my face but as I glanced over at Fran I knew that she was furious. I could actually see the twitching of her eye as she glared daggers at Ciel.
“Besides man, if she wears sweaters all the time then there’s a possibility that she’s wearing paddings.” Zen pointed out. Fran who still looked extremely furious took a seat next to Ciel in hopes she might grab his attention but what happened was the complete opposite.
Ciel grabbed his chin looking as if he was thinking, his eyes slowly drifted over to Fran who sat beside him and what he did next made Fran snap. Ciel grabbed one of Fran’s breasts and gave a gentle squeeze as he said “Nope, there was no padding.” I could see Zen smirking, he also knew what was about to happen next.
Fran bolted up from her chair making the chair knock down to the floor which even grabbed the attention of a few people around us. Fran then grabbed her purse as she started whacking Ciel with it.
“You idiot! Why on earth would you do that in all the places? And why did you have to be talking about our breasts?” Fran practically shouted as she kept whacking him. Ciel tried his best to defend himself but Fran’s whacks seemed ferocious. “I’m sorry!” Ciel kept repeating.
I glanced over at Zen who looked as if he wanted to burst out laughing but was trying not to because he might also be at the receiving end from Fran. I smiled at Zen which caught his attention, his smirk not leaving his face. He looked at me wondering how I was going to react. It didn’t bother me that they were talking about boobs since I worked at a hospital and I’ve heard worse topics than men comparing boobs.
Zen thought I was going to do nothing but he broke my composed face long ago so I felt more comfortable with him than I was before. I smiled at him which caught him off guard as I flicked his forehead making him slightly jump from the unexpected action.
He looked at me for an explanation but I simply gave him a smirk. The night was going great and I wasn’t looking forward to it ending. But then something happened that seemed a bit off. We were about to leave the restaurant when Zen checked something on his phone, at first I thought nothing of it but when he frowned and clenched his fists, I knew something was not right.
As we walked out of the restaurant Zen didn’t take his eyes off from his phone. I grabbed onto the sleeves of his leather jacket and asked “Is anything wrong?” He quickly shut his phone off and inserted back into his pocket. The gesture seemed suspicious, something was definitely wrong.
“It’s nothing.” he had no particular expression on his face. After he looked at the phone he seemed a bit distant like his mind was elsewhere. I don’t know if Ciel or Fran knew but it got me worried. We walked the streets of the city and Fran would tell jokes and I would try my best to laugh at them but my mind kept wandering back to Zen and what he saw on his phone.
Ciel said goodbye for him and Fran as they started rushing off. Zen offered to walk me back home and all I could say was that the silent atmosphere surrounding us wasn’t comfortable. For the first time in Zen’s presence I felt like suffocating like someone was putting pressure on my throat.
When we were nearing my apartment I slightly turned towards Zen and asked once more “Are you sure everything’s alright? You seem to be in deep thought.” I pointed out.
He sighed as he turned towards me and rested his hands on my shoulders “Everything’s fine. Just some dumbass joke my friend sent me and I look forward to disfiguring his face.” he said as he clenched his fist. I smiled at Zen, thanking that it was actually nothing. Unexpectedly, Zen pulled me into an embrace as he buried my head in his chest.
“Everything’s fine.” he whispered. I didn’t question nor complained, I simply melted into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his torso and inhaled his comforting scent making all my worries go away. Moments like these don’t need words and I was glad that Zen wasn’t one of those people to force me to speak my mind.
As long as I can remember I’ve always been like this. I spoke my mind when I want to and usually had a composed face on. My parents would always pester me to smile more often or socialize more but I just never felt comfortable in doing those. I help people when need to which led me to meet Zen back at Fancy Cups but when he kissed me I didn’t know what to do.
No one has ever kissed me let alone wanted to touch me. Despite everything I was glad that Zen kissed me that day because if it wasn’t for his teasing and stealing kisses then I wouldn’t be here standing in his arms, in his arms where I truly felt comfortable.
Zen pulled away as he looked into my eyes, our arms still wrapped around each other. “I… I…” he trailed off. My heart was beating in anticipation, was he really going to say those three words?
My hands unconsciously gripped onto the back of his leather jacket as I stared at him awaiting those words I secretly longed to hear.
“I… care for you.” he finished.
Not exactly what I was looking for but I’ll take what I can get. I noticed that Zen’s cheeks were all flustered which made me mentally laugh at how adorable he can be, if I ever told him that he was adorable I think he might just punch the wall or something.
He leaned towards me as he gave my lips a gentle peck. Also not what I was looking for, I was expecting a passionate rough kiss. Something was wrong, I can feel it in the way he kissed me. But one thing is certain, I won’t be getting any answers tonight. Might as well try tomorrow.