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Chapter 24.6: Dancing into the Storm
AUGUST
“What are you doing?” My eyes gawked at Ambrose’s beautifully sculpted body and there’s no denying the fact that the inner gay August inside of me was on the verge of melting. “W…why the fuck are you naked?” I was stuttering a bit and I guess I’m sweating mentally too. I can’t speak straight and that’s all on Ambrose and the teasing game that he was trying to play.
He ignored me and just gave me this mischievous grin that’s sending me to a land of giddiness and butterflies. I swallowed hard and I can’t even spare a split second to look away from this beautiful creature that’s standing right in front me.
“Ambrose,” I trailed the moment as I was just about to enter panic mode when he began pulling down his pants. “What the fuck, Ambrose?!” I’m starting to think a bit different and quite naugh
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Dancing in his Storm Chapter 24.7: Dancing into the Storm
AUGUSTThe pungent odor of garlic and onions being sautéed had the inevitable audacity to invade my nostrils and it did nothing but make feel famished than I already am. My stomach was churning like I haven’t eaten all day and I can only swallow my saliva for a bit of relief. I was preparing the chicken on the kitchen sink while Ambrose was standing in front of the stove waiting for the garlic and onions to be sautéed to perfection. I had this feeling that he was as hungry as I am. We have decided to cook something for dinner and I’m more than glad to do this with him. We both know that we are not good at cooking but there’s no one else here to do that other than ourselves. We had already cooked ramen stew together before but I never thought something like that would happen again. I’m still trying to let everything sink in. I was smiling while doing my job and I just had to control myself.
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 24.8: Dancing into the Storm
AUGUSTThe chicken was surprisingly tasty good. It’s not entirely the best if we are going to talk about master chef taste level, but it’s definitely good than most of the chicken stew that I’ve tasted in my entire life. The only best tasting chicken stew that I know was the one that my grandmother makes and it kind of made me miss her so much. I guess the reason why the stew tasted good than what we initially thought of it was mostly because we followed the instructions as thoroughly as possible. We didn’t add some bullshit tips and tricks shenanigans that, for sure wouldn’t work during our first time cooking this.I volunteered to help Ambrose prepare and set up everything but he insisted that he must do all of the quote unquote wife job in a kind of comedic way that I was just left speechless. I was laughing under my breath and ultimately letting Ambrose do all the job because y
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 24.9: Dancing into the Storm
AUGUSTLooking at Ambrose right now, I am definitely falling even deeper for him. I feel like the more I spend this kind of simple quality time with him, the more I’m being drawn closer and closer to him. That has never happened to me before. I have never been this drawn and attracted to someone. I did have a few crushes along the way but it never went to a point that I’m falling real deep. There’s definitely more parts of him that I have yet to discover and I’m all curious and intrigued to get to know him even better than I already know him. It’s like I’m sailing into an uncharted water with the lingering thought that there’s a lot of beautiful wonders just waiting to be uncovered.“I feel like I want to end things with Rachel right now.” I added making my voice even firm to let Ambrose know that I’m pretty much serious about this decision. It might be the alcohol
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 24.10: Dancing into the Storm
AUGUSTThe impact was just as tolerable, nothing really serious to be worried about. Perhaps it’s because I’ve had enough alcohol that it basically numbed the actual pain that I’m supposed to feel. I can’t even feel the hard and cold floor like there’s something wrong with my sense of feel.“Fuck. I…I’m so sorry, August!” Ambrose came running to where I was thrown behind the couch. “I didn’t mean to shove you like that. I’m so sorry.” He was now the one who’s in panic mode which made me think he never really meant to do that. It was just a normal reaction and I guess I was just fragile and weak enough that I was thrown with just an effortless action. It’s as if I’m just a soft pillow that was thrown around. “Are you alright, August? Fuck. Do I need to get some ice or something?” Ambrose was already crouc
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 25.1: A Night to Remember
AMBROSEI have never imagined the day that I would hang out like this with August ever again. The last time August was here felt so much like a century ago. At least that’s all because I’m too distracted this past week that thinking about him was totally lost in the equation. I was on the verge of believing that I’ll never survive this hell of a week but here I am pouring whiskey on my glass with August sitting at the far corner of the couch.Things just went fast in a matter of hours that I’m still thinking about what happened back at the river. I had an extremely rough week that I just went to find solace at my favorite spot at the river not knowing that someone’s going to show up uninvited. I had never ever expected that August would show up at the river right at the moment where I didn’t know I needed his presence. I may have acted violent a few hours ago and that’s
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 25.2: A Night to Remember
AMBROSEI was instantly engulfed with the feeling of guilt and regret. I didn’t mean to shove August like that. I swear to whoever’s watching over us above the clouds. I might be the most violent person in this building but I’m pretty much honest that I didn’t want that to happen. I didn’t even think I put force into that. I completely thought I was just trying to keep him at bay from his attempt at preventing me from drinking the full glass of whiskey. It was never in my intention to hurt him. I had already reached the point where I was about to punch the wall brought about by the anger that I have for myself. And then it turns out that August was just playing with me. He was laughing hysterically that I was just confused at first. He was in pain, writhing like I’ve wrestled him hard on the ground. I saw it in his face that he was really feeling the agony from the supposed impact.
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 25.3: A Night to Remember
AMBROSEThe night was pretty much moving slowly but it was everything that I wanted. I checked the clock hanging on the wall and it’s just nine pm. For a normal night, nine pm seemed like the right time to head to bed but for a Friday night, nine pm was agreeably too early.I was a bit shocked that the night’s still very much young. I’m not rushing or anything but then I realized maybe fate was making this moment just for me and August. Maybe fate wanted us to have more time to hang out and be with each other to compensate for the time that we had lost. Part of that was because I chose to ignore August for the entire week and if I had chosen to reply or even answer his calls then things would’ve been different. We haven’t seen each other this whole week and I don’t even want to admit it but I really do miss him in so many levels. I missed his smile that seemed to bring tranqu
Dancing in his Storm Chapter 25.4: A Night to Remember
AMBROSEAugust doesn’t seem to be quite impressed by my mediocre dancing skills and to be quite honest with myself, if I was watching that shit go down too, I’d be disappointed. With that being said, I felt alright and I’m pretty much certain that he was entertained. And I’m entertained too. The smile on his face was just something that I’m gunning to see and I made him smile. I’m sure he’s feeling some type of way after just breaking up with his girlfriend a while ago.“What are you doing?” I deliberately asked the moment I noticed he was watching something on his phone. I leaned my head a bit towards him to get a sneak peek of what he was watching and it was just a video of some recognizable people from school at a random house party. “Where is that?” I followed up and casually snaked my arms around his shoulder. I’m becoming more and mor
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