Confused First Kiss

Ted is supposed to come back in four days. I already started to feel a bit lonely without him around to have a chat once in a while.

The work has been tedious, as the sketches for the CG part need to be finalized within the coming four days. Both Little Moon and the art department have been discussing and creating the necessary scenes for the drama. Me, of course, had to help out with the designs as well as when creating a promotional plan for the drama.

Mr.D and Little Moon seem to be on the same wavelength when it comes to working. Both are perfectionists as well as complement each other in design ideas as well. I also helped Little Moon with creating and giving the final touches for the CG backdrops she created, as her wound is still healing after the accident.

Every morning Mr.D would video call us on the priority to-do list for that particular day. This being the case, every day I had to do an evaluation on the progress. The marketing strategy for this drama also seems to need some dramatic concept as this does not involve many conflicts, but compassion, compromise, and calmness, which is rarely seen in nowadays society.

When it comes to food, Little Moon and I take turns in making our dishes. The groceries ordered online and fresh vegetables plucked from the garden. The only problem I face is taking Little Moon to have her meals. She is very stubborn and rarely eats on time. Almost like force-feeding a child. When she is busy with work I can feed her anything because she doesn't care whether she likes it or not.

When she's concentrating on some work, she doesn't seem to see how time flies. Her office looks a mess with various design sketches here and there, with a table on the corner with some snack boxes and water bottles kept aside. She also created a little area for me in her office, so we both can work and discuss together on stuff.

She has a habit of listening to the same songs over and over from Boyzone, Westlife, A1, NYSC, Richard Marks, and a few more bands. Once I asked her why she listens to them over and over, she said these songs help her to calm down and help to stop disturbances from others. It was actually kind of blocking her brain from wandering here and there.

When it comes to work, Mr.D is very strict. He needs everything to be in a detailed format. During this time we discussed filming locations with Lee and the main cameraman. Finding some locations suitable for the story was hard, but after about a week's search, we were able to find a similar location that matches the script. While all these things we discussed together, one person was busy with the pencil stuck on her ear, with deep thoughts on the designs at hand.

On the days we both work till late, Mr.D would get food delivered to us. Most of the time these were healthy food whereas Little Moon would complain about having snacks and pizzas. Most of the time we both got together and made ourselves homemade food. These ranged from rice and curry to pizzas and pasta. One time I made her hot pot - and it was the first time she had, had it, and loved it, so she kept on begging me to make it many times.

"Little Moon...."

"Hmm.." who was buried under her pile of drawings, in her cute expression, finalizing a scene. I went and sat near her face to face, very close.

"Look at me?"

"Why?"

"I have something to give you" hoping she will look up at me.

"What?" she turned to me and our eyes met.

I looked at her eyes. They were mesmerizing, betraying her inner feelings. This made me want to touch her face and stroke her face softly. Her small lips felt so smooth and soft to my touch. I was unable to control myself. I wanted to hug her and keep her in my embrace. Again I looked at her eyes again. Her eyes look confused while twinkling trying to understand what was happening.

I kissed her.

In a split second, I didn't know why I had a sudden urge to kiss her. Her expression was pretty confused. Looked at me as looking for answers.

"I have started to like you," I told her while I held her. Still, she didn't talk. I was confused, did I hurt her feelings or did I step over her comfort zone. I stroke her cheek slightly hoping to get some response. The atmosphere around us was pretty quiet, that we both could even hear our own heartbeats. I hugged her tightly close to my heart.

She has her eyes closed and she never refused my kiss or my hug. Quietly she said, "I am not used to this except being with Brother D."

"It's ok" I comforted her. At the same time, her messy hair bun fell off releasing her black curly hair to fall over her face and back. While the pencil fell down with a big noise on the wooden floor. Silently I tucked the unruly hair stands near her ear. She held on to my shirt to surpass her sudden feelings.

I don't know for how long I held her in my arms in a tight hug. With a soft kiss on her forehead, I let her go back to her work and returned myself into the kitchen in the hope to make something to drink.

Coming back with some freshly made passion fruit juice, I saw her watching the birds outside as if in a trance from the studio balcony. I wish I know what is going through her mind right now or is she confused or feel embarrassed to face me.

I went up to her with a glass of fresh passion juice. She took it from me without even looking at me, which made me hold her. I put my hands around her waist and pulled her closer to me with her looking at me with a surprised expression. I gave a soft kiss on her forehead to calm her before I bury my face in her hair which smelled like lavender.