BOY NAME : RONAN WESLEY. ツ
"Okay, this is gonna be really odd but you have to
trust me"
"What are you talking about ?"
"I've found something rare that is very interesting
on the internet. It's about what the thing you dislike of me and what I hate
about you. We are gonna make a list of it. Let's give it a shot, shall we
?"
"Why not ? This is fun !"
So I grab a piece of paper and walk away from him. Really
far away. To think and make a list of his flaws, I’m pretty sure it’s a hard
damn thing to do.
Eventually I found the perfect place to sit. At a counter
of the kitchen. Maybe it sounds weird, but I can see his face from this view.
This makes things whole lot easier.
i take a deep breath and look straight at him.
"Erm, what do I hate the most about Ronan ?"
I stare at his eyes. They are hazel brown. More like
golden. I wouldn't mind looking at them for the rest of my life. They are quiet
beautiful though.
I look at his hair. He has curly hair that every guy
dying for. Let just say ‘the curly thing’ is because of Nick Jonas. I touched
them once. Sweet mama, they are soft.
Then I study harder.
"His pinky lips ? Perfect."
"His smiles ? Perfect."
"His body shaped ? Perfect."
Everything looks so right. So I dug deeper.
"His attitude to girls ?" Like a gentleman.
"His attitude around his parents ?" More like
son of the year.
About half of the hour passed and I still didn't write a
thing. This could be a mess. He probably wrote a thousand of my flaws and I still
hold a blank paper.
"Argh, let it go. it doesn't matter anymore".
I walked directly to him and so he is.
"So, what you got ?" I asked him.
"Here, take a look".
He pass me his paper. surprisingly, it's empty. Blank. Not
even a word written.
"What is this ? Where are my flaws ?"
" I asked myself that question too. You have none. I
tried to figure out everything from your head to your toes. It just I couldn't
find something wrong with you".
I stumped and I can feel my heart skips a beat. I can
pick out ten of my flaws in just ten seconds and he is telling me there are
none ?
"So, where are mine ? Can I take a glimpse of it
?" Ronan asked nervously. Maybe because he is about to look at his own
deficiency. Yup that's probably why.
He flips the paper several times. His forehead begins to
show crease.
I watched his reaction and speak up "Yes. I couldn't
find something wrong about you either. I guess it's a win-win situation" I
said with an half of smile. He stills look at me in disbelieve and quickly
reply.
" I guess we are perfect". He said along with
laughter and turn his back at me.
"Perhaps perfect for each other" he continues
softly without the need of me to hear.
I notice his lips mumbling something.
"Pardon me ?I didn't hear you" I asked.
"There is nothing important. Just my head speaking"
He answers spontaneously.
I feel warm and cozy inside my chest that time. There's exist
a person who said I am perfect while I almost
loosing my grips because of my appearance. I will forever remember this moment.
The day when I feel like I’m alive again. Thanks to Ronan.
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