Stupid Brain Cells!

I was speechless when he told me about himself.

"I certainly don't know how it feels to be you, and like others, my initial reaction to you was sympathy. But I know you don't need sympathy; you need someone to empower you and walk beside you. I may not be the ideal person for you, and I may not be able to serve as a comforting shoulder on which you may lean. But I'd like to try it, not as Abram's son-in-law, but as Caleb's friend and partner. You are free to reject me, and I will always wish you a prosperous future. "

I'm not sure why I uttered those, but I can't take them back now. My stupid brain cells! ...

He was calmly watching me while sipping his tea the entire time I spoke.

"Alan... Call me Caleb one more time," he said, breaking the stillness...

"eh?... excuse me?" I had no idea what he was saying.

"Just say my name... one more time," he said.

Is he enjoying this type of thing... likes hearing other people call his name... whatever... it's only a name...

"Ca... Caleb"..... did I just shudder... My heart is also racing... it's only a name... yet this isn't natural... I can't bear looking at his face... What is his present expression?

I was taken aback when I saw his face...he was gently blushing and was attempting to hide it behind his palm.

"Alan... Do you want to have a look around the estate? "... He inquired after a little pause...

"Oh... yeah sure"... I, too, wished to get away from that strange environment.

His face glistened in the brilliant sunlight as he strolled in front of me, pointing me his land... He reminded me of a 2D figure from a love story, a prince... no, a compassionate, innocent man. What in the world am I thinking?

"That's where I live, Alan. It's the detached residence... My mother used that... It was her workspace. Now that I'm using it, I feel more at ease and peace. Do you want to come? "... With a gentle expression that made me flush, he inquired.

"Yes... I'd want to"... I'm not sure why... it made me so happy...

His Omega mother was a well-known painter. Her artworks were all over the place in that house... That is very lovely... I've always appreciated painters and their works... Her artwork was fantastic; it had a very pleasant and cheerful sense about it.

He snatched my photographs as I was watching them...

"Hmmm?"... Is he taking them to remember me... how sweet...

One artwork, in particular, caught my attention... I stood in front of the artwork.

"This one is unlike any other"... I was standing in front of an artwork that showed two sides of a figure... " One man is holding a lovely sunflower in his hand with a bright grin... then on his reflection, he was drowning gazing at the man with flowers... attempting to extend his hands towards him... to touch his head... he looks suffocating... he seems helpless... those vines around him look cruel.... Is he you?.... are you reaching for your old self or memories?... This isn't your mother's artwork, right?" ....without thinking, I spoke it out loud....

"No," he responded....

huh!... Did I say those out loud? I assumed it was in my mind... dumb brain cells, operate correctly...

But...

"Did you paint this?" I inquired.

"You have a great eye for reading and analyzing paintings. I painted it...  I'm not sure why I did it... Alan, Are you okay with being with someone as miserable as me? ... I'm pitiful, and I'll just cause you humiliation... Are you okay with being referred to as my mate? "....... He inquired with a worried expression I'd never seen before.

"Why do you refer to yourself as pitiful and pathetic... First and foremost, please stop treating yourself in this manner... And why should I be embarrassed? ...it's not like you have some fatal sickness that is slowly consuming your life... it's a condition that can be treated if you try... I would love to help you "..... I've got to cheer him up...

He glanced at me for a while, astonished, then... grinned... What!!.... He smiled.... Did he just freaking smile?... Oh my goodness! ... it was insanely amazing....he was so hot right now... My heart nearly burst and got a nosebleed...

Anyway, our date came to an end after I had lunch with Grandma and Caleb. He directed his driver to take me home. I was likewise delighted and satisfied... But that's not all, foolish d*ckhead Alan, you went to the date just to make him reject you... fool..... My brain cells are so stupid.....

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