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Part 18 | #POV After a night out in XYLO, you booked an Angkas—but tipsy you mistakenly climbed onto Jeo’s bike instead. I immediately grabbed his wrist. “Tara!” But I stopped as soon as I saw the crowd. “Huwag na pala, ang daming tao. Baka makilala ka.” I was about to walk away when he gently held my waist, stopping me. Then he adjusted his cap lower, hiding half his face. “Let’s go. Baka maunahan tayo.” He was holding my arm now, pulling me like an excited kid. I couldn’t help but smile. Whoever ends up marrying him… is beyond lucky. “Naunahan tayo,” I pouted when I saw two guys taking the last scooters. “Hintayin mo ‘ko,” he said and started walking toward them. “Hey, it’s fine!” I called out, trying to stop him, but he was already talking to the guys. When he came back, he looked defeated. “Sabi ko na nga ba, eh,” I teased, laughing. “Ayos lang daw sana kaso nabayaran na nila,” he explained. “I told them I could pay for it.” “And?” I asked, amused. He laughed, scratching his head. “Eh, nakuha nila ako. Sabi naghihintay daw girlfriend nila sa kabilang street. So, hinayaan ko na.” I shook my head, smiling. Of course he did. If it weren’t for someone else’s girlfriend, he probably would’ve argued his way through. “Aww,” I said, smirking. “Dapat sinabi mo may girlfriend ka rin na naghihintay sa kanto.” I joked. But then he raised a brow, that slow, knowing smirk forming on his lips slowly. Doon ko lang narealize kung ano ‘yung sinabi ko. “No! I mean, excuses? Para pumayag?” I laughed awkwardly. He bit his lip, trying to hide a smile. “Girlfriend,” he said, nodding his head slowly. “Nice idea. But I think wife would be better—and more convincing, right?” My brain stopped working for a second. “Excuse me?” I blinked, half laughing, half panicking. “Come on, there’s still one left,” he pointed out. “Mauna ka na, I can wait here.” He didn’t even look at me. He just pulled out his phone, scanned the QR code, and in seconds, the scooter beeped to life. I crossed my arms. “You’re seriously taking that?” He looked back, grinning. “Sakay na.” “What? No way! May bike pa naman dito!” “Ay ang kulit,” he sighed, then reached for my hand and pulled me closer. Before I could protest, he guided me onto the scooter. “Get in the car, ma’am,” he joked, laughing when I finally gave in. My cheeks burned when he locked me inside his arms to drive. I was basically standing in front of him like a toddler holding onto her dad on a bike. The wind hit my face as we rolled forward, my heart pounding from both the speed and how close he was. “Siraulo ka, kapag nasira natin ‘to!” I shouted over the wind. “Palitan na lang,” he said, laughing. “Magkano ba ‘to?” “Can you not?!” I snapped, though I couldn’t stop smiling. “Abot ba ‘to sa McKinley?” “Abot,” he said, smiling wider. “Pero maglalakad ako pabalik sa Central Square.” I shook my head, laughing. We cruised through the street. His chin brushed my shoulder once—light, accidental, but enough to send my pulse into overdrive. “Are you happy now?” he asked, voice low near my ear. I rolled my eyes even if he couldn’t see. “I think you are.” “Maybe,” he said, steering us around the curve. “It’s my first time being like this.” “Like what?” He chuckled. “With someone who keeps cursing at me every five seconds.” I scoffed, leaning forward a little, pretending not to smile. “Then you’re welcome.” We just kept strolling, and for a while, neither of us said anything. The road ahead glowed under the streetlights. So peaceful. When we stopped at a red light, I felt his breath near my ear again. “You know,” he said softly, “you look good when you’re not overthinking.” I froze. “What?” “Nothing,” he said quickly, laughing under his breath as the light turned green. We decided to go back because it’s already getting late. He parked the scooter on the other Moovr station near where we parked his car. I hopped off, still wearing his oversized shirt and slippers, looking completely ridiculous. Cont. in the comment section —— #jeremiahong #jeoong #ongfam #au

Part 18 | #POV After a night out in XYLO, you booked an Angkas—but tipsy you mistakenly climbed onto Jeo’s bike instead. I immediately grabbed his wrist. “Tara!” But I stopped as soon as I saw the crowd. “Huwag na pala, ang daming tao. Baka makilala ka.” I was about to walk away when he gently held my waist, stopping me. Then he adjusted his cap lower, hiding half his face. “Let’s go. Baka maunahan tayo.” He was holding my arm now, pulling me like an excited kid. I couldn’t help but smile. Whoever ends up marrying him… is beyond lucky. “Naunahan tayo,” I pouted when I saw two guys taking the last scooters. “Hintayin mo ‘ko,” he said and started walking toward them. “Hey, it’s fine!” I called out, trying to stop him, but he was already talking to the guys. When he came back, he looked defeated. “Sabi ko na nga ba, eh,” I teased, laughing. “Ayos lang daw sana kaso nabayaran na nila,” he explained. “I told them I could pay for it.” “And?” I asked, amused. He laughed, scratching his head. “Eh, nakuha nila ako. Sabi naghihintay daw girlfriend nila sa kabilang street. So, hinayaan ko na.” I shook my head, smiling. Of course he did. If it weren’t for someone else’s girlfriend, he probably would’ve argued his way through. “Aww,” I said, smirking. “Dapat sinabi mo may girlfriend ka rin na naghihintay sa kanto.” I joked. But then he raised a brow, that slow, knowing smirk forming on his lips slowly. Doon ko lang narealize kung ano ‘yung sinabi ko. “No! I mean, excuses? Para pumayag?” I laughed awkwardly. He bit his lip, trying to hide a smile. “Girlfriend,” he said, nodding his head slowly. “Nice idea. But I think wife would be better—and more convincing, right?” My brain stopped working for a second. “Excuse me?” I blinked, half laughing, half panicking. “Come on, there’s still one left,” he pointed out. “Mauna ka na, I can wait here.” He didn’t even look at me. He just pulled out his phone, scanned the QR code, and in seconds, the scooter beeped to life. I crossed my arms. “You’re seriously taking that?” He looked back, grinning. “Sakay na.” “What? No way! May bike pa naman dito!” “Ay ang kulit,” he sighed, then reached for my hand and pulled me closer. Before I could protest, he guided me onto the scooter. “Get in the car, ma’am,” he joked, laughing when I finally gave in. My cheeks burned when he locked me inside his arms to drive. I was basically standing in front of him like a toddler holding onto her dad on a bike. The wind hit my face as we rolled forward, my heart pounding from both the speed and how close he was. “Siraulo ka, kapag nasira natin ‘to!” I shouted over the wind. “Palitan na lang,” he said, laughing. “Magkano ba ‘to?” “Can you not?!” I snapped, though I couldn’t stop smiling. “Abot ba ‘to sa McKinley?” “Abot,” he said, smiling wider. “Pero maglalakad ako pabalik sa Central Square.” I shook my head, laughing. We cruised through the street. His chin brushed my shoulder once—light, accidental, but enough to send my pulse into overdrive. “Are you happy now?” he asked, voice low near my ear. I rolled my eyes even if he couldn’t see. “I think you are.” “Maybe,” he said, steering us around the curve. “It’s my first time being like this.” “Like what?” He chuckled. “With someone who keeps cursing at me every five seconds.” I scoffed, leaning forward a little, pretending not to smile. “Then you’re welcome.” We just kept strolling, and for a while, neither of us said anything. The road ahead glowed under the streetlights. So peaceful. When we stopped at a red light, I felt his breath near my ear again. “You know,” he said softly, “you look good when you’re not overthinking.” I froze. “What?” “Nothing,” he said quickly, laughing under his breath as the light turned green. We decided to go back because it’s already getting late. He parked the scooter on the other Moovr station near where we parked his car. I hopped off, still wearing his oversized shirt and slippers, looking completely ridiculous. Cont. in the comment section —— #jeremiahong #jeoong #ongfam #au

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