Of doormats, exes, make-outs, and getting caught...
Been sort of seeing this guy on and off since November last year. He is a self-confessed relationship junkie. He believes he operates better as a person when he is coupled up. I never found myself attracted to him. He wasn't my type. At all. But if there was one thing that drew me towards him, he had this positive bolt of Mr. Nice energy that's just contagious. He'd cook lunch for me. He'd invite me over for afternoon naps (since he lives near where I work). We'd have afternoon snacks at the mall. When I am with him, I just feel so good. But I am still not attracted to him. And I've told him that.
I've called him my doormat. And we were cool. We'd at most cuddle and MOMOL, a local expression for "just make out". Last week, he told me he had been seeing this other guy and that they were getting along fine. It bothered me a bit, I must admit. He was my doormat and the moment he got into a relationship, that other guy would've just pulled the rug I was standing on. While we chatted, he confessed that even before we met online in one of those sleazy sites, that he had already spotted me from a common friend's profile. He had stalked me before. And he admitted having a crush on me ever since. Can't blame him (fine, a little humility should be in order).
Didn't speak to him for a week. Earlier, I felt a bit vulnerable. The birthday (mine) was coming up and the usual stresses involved with aging just made me feel a bit down. So I chatted him up and we decided to meet up and hit the gym together around 6pm. I was outside his building and stood there for a good three minutes when I called him up telling him that I had been waiting. And all he said was "You aren't coming up?" When I rang his doorbell, he shouted that it was open. Soon as I was in, we were making out. A little bit of horsing around too. Laughing. Kissing. Rolling in bed. Clothed, don't worry. He was supposed to be getting ready for the workout so he was shirtless. But I assure you, I was covered up real well.
I was sharing with him my sentiments about hitting the gym at this hour. If I remembered correctly, my ex would workout after office hours. He was the last person I wanted to bump into right now. And I didn't want him to see me like this. Doormat got my back. We joked about the matter. "What if I hyperventilate and faint?" I asked. "I'll try to catch you." Gave me a good look and went, "I'll call for the trainers to help spot me as I carry you." Yes. I am not the lightest person on Earth. We dilly-dallied a good half hour and amidst jokes and lip-locks, we heard his door turn.
When I met doormat, he had just broken up with his boyfriend. They've been a couple for a good four years or something like that. They've travelled a lot together. And they lived together for a good year or so. Actually, they still live together. As roommates. I really don't believe him when he says there are no benefits. But his word against mine. Doormat's ex is a schoolmate of mine whom I have flirted with some five years back. Before they were together. Just online though. We never met in person.
Going back, as the door turned, doormat sprung up, fidgety and smily. As his ex walked in the room, my phone got a message. Doormat introduced me to his ex. I said hi. He said hello. Doormat was awkward. "We were on our way to the gym." The ex was in disbelief. But he just smiled and got ready for his dinner out. After the pleasantries, we stepped out and laughed so loud at the elevator. Doormat wasn't able to workout. I did. Got a good endorphin rush. Doormat was gonna go meet up with the guy he's seeing for a dinner date. My ride was ready to pick me up. We parted ways.
"It was fun. At least it wasn't my ex whom we saw." I texted him right after.
I've called him my doormat. And we were cool. We'd at most cuddle and MOMOL, a local expression for "just make out". Last week, he told me he had been seeing this other guy and that they were getting along fine. It bothered me a bit, I must admit. He was my doormat and the moment he got into a relationship, that other guy would've just pulled the rug I was standing on. While we chatted, he confessed that even before we met online in one of those sleazy sites, that he had already spotted me from a common friend's profile. He had stalked me before. And he admitted having a crush on me ever since. Can't blame him (fine, a little humility should be in order).
Didn't speak to him for a week. Earlier, I felt a bit vulnerable. The birthday (mine) was coming up and the usual stresses involved with aging just made me feel a bit down. So I chatted him up and we decided to meet up and hit the gym together around 6pm. I was outside his building and stood there for a good three minutes when I called him up telling him that I had been waiting. And all he said was "You aren't coming up?" When I rang his doorbell, he shouted that it was open. Soon as I was in, we were making out. A little bit of horsing around too. Laughing. Kissing. Rolling in bed. Clothed, don't worry. He was supposed to be getting ready for the workout so he was shirtless. But I assure you, I was covered up real well.
I was sharing with him my sentiments about hitting the gym at this hour. If I remembered correctly, my ex would workout after office hours. He was the last person I wanted to bump into right now. And I didn't want him to see me like this. Doormat got my back. We joked about the matter. "What if I hyperventilate and faint?" I asked. "I'll try to catch you." Gave me a good look and went, "I'll call for the trainers to help spot me as I carry you." Yes. I am not the lightest person on Earth. We dilly-dallied a good half hour and amidst jokes and lip-locks, we heard his door turn.
When I met doormat, he had just broken up with his boyfriend. They've been a couple for a good four years or something like that. They've travelled a lot together. And they lived together for a good year or so. Actually, they still live together. As roommates. I really don't believe him when he says there are no benefits. But his word against mine. Doormat's ex is a schoolmate of mine whom I have flirted with some five years back. Before they were together. Just online though. We never met in person.
Going back, as the door turned, doormat sprung up, fidgety and smily. As his ex walked in the room, my phone got a message. Doormat introduced me to his ex. I said hi. He said hello. Doormat was awkward. "We were on our way to the gym." The ex was in disbelief. But he just smiled and got ready for his dinner out. After the pleasantries, we stepped out and laughed so loud at the elevator. Doormat wasn't able to workout. I did. Got a good endorphin rush. Doormat was gonna go meet up with the guy he's seeing for a dinner date. My ride was ready to pick me up. We parted ways.
"It was fun. At least it wasn't my ex whom we saw." I texted him right after.