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Prompt: Falling in love with your best friend. Words: 2,167

With the number of romance novels you’ve read, you thought everything would happen the way it did in the books you’ve read—feeling a knot in your chest, making you breathless every time he’s in the same room as you. You know, the feeling of butterflies in your tummy whenever he’s around or the nervous feeling when he’s close to you.

But with Migo, it was different.

Falling for Migo came as easy as breathing. It made your heart feel light every time he’d glance at you, already smiling, canines showing. It made you feel at ease when he’d laugh, eyes closed, nose scrunched because of a stupid video you saw on Tiktok. It made you feel safe every time he’d pull you to the side, switching places with you when you’re walking along the roadside because he says you’re clumsy, but it makes you wonder because he’s more clumsy. But you let him do it anyway, playfully bumping shoulders with him.

And as much as you were a hopeless romantic, there was still the fear of falling in love. The number of books you’ve read couldn’t make up for the fear of showing someone every part of you—the good, the bad, and the dirty. When you look back on the years spent together, there wasn’t a time where you didn’t feel loved. Migo made it easy to love and be loved. He wore his heart on his sleeve, never afraid of showing how much he cared or telling you the truth because he values honesty.

It showed in the way he offered you a seat on the first day of class in freshman year. “Uy, wala naman akong katabi. You can sit here if you want.” He smiled, gesturing to the empty seat beside him. You obliged and muttered a thank you under your breath because how could someone be this pretty?

“My name’s Mingyu, by the way!” He smiled again, offering you a hand. You softly laughed at the gesture, shaking his hand before telling him your name. “Wala na, you sealed the deal. You’re gonna be stuck with me until we graduate ha.”

“Ano ‘to? Did I just make a deal with the devil?”

Migo gasped, faking offense. “Excuse me, I’m a literal angel. The nicest person you’ll ever meet in your entire life.” And he wasn’t lying because you did stick with him for the next years of college and he is the nicest person you’ve ever met.

Too nice sometimes, that it breaks your heart when you see people trample him over. “Migo naman, masyado kang maluwag sa mga kagrupo mo. Third year na tayo oh. Pagsabihan mo ‘yang mga kagrupo mo na sumunod sa deadlines na binibigay mo. Hindi ‘yung bibigyan ka ng shit excuses tapos ikaw sasalo ng part nila.” He only sighs, running a hand through his brown locks.

“Naiintindihan ko naman sila eh. Okay lang,” he says.

With a shake of your head, you take the laptop from his lap and place it on top of the coffee table before taking a seat in front of him. “Migo, I know you don’t have a bad bone in your body and that you’re a literal angel,” you roll your eyes at the memory, making him laugh. “Pero you can’t be writing a whole thesis paper by yourself when it’s supposed to be a group thesis. That’s not how it’s supposed to work. Pagsabihan mo ‘yung mga kagrupo mo, okay? We can’t have our golden boy getting tired.”

“Golden boy ka dyan!” He laughs. “But okay, I’ll tell them.”

You pat his head and he melts at the touch, leaning into your palm when you softly caress his cheek. “Wawa naman Migo, pagod na pagod na oh.”

He whines, pouting at you. “Ano ba ‘yan! Para naman akong baby nyan!”

“Baby ka naman talaga,” you chuckle before pulling him forward, arms wrapping around his shoulders, rubbing his back. “Laki laking baby damulag.” He mumble words of protest that he isn’t a baby but he wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face in your neck anyway.

You felt a sense of pride wash over you every time he’d call you and say he made it onto the dean’s list once again. He’d come over minutes after with a tupperware of food he made himself and two bottles of soju, “Celebratory meal! We deserve to eat food that isn’t from 7/11 or pancit canton pagkatapos tayong pahirapan ng academia.”

“Dami mo rin alam, Migo.”

“Duh!” He says sassily, “Dean’s lister ata ‘to.” You laugh at him, playfully shoving his shoulder before wrapping your arms around his waist. “Congratulations, panget.”

He huffs, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. “Panget ka dyan? Crush na crush mo nga ako eh.” He pulls away slightly to look down at you. “Tatlong taon na tayo sa college pero nandito ka parin.”

“May choice ba ‘ko when I didn’t know I made a deal with the devil nung first day ng first year? You said I’d be stuck with you so ikaw ata ‘yung may crush sakin.” He laughs and shrugs, “You love me anyway.” He says.

“Sadly.” He whines at your words and proceeds to pout for the next fifteen minutes.

It wasn’t always perfect though. Given that you and Migo had entirely different personalities, it was a given that you’d bump heads and fight every now and then.

“Ang kulit mo kasi, sabi sayo wag na nga ‘yan ‘yung kunin nating topic.” You frown. “It’s too much work and we only have two days to work on it, Migo.”

“Eh, kaya naman natin ‘yan. Ako na gagawa nung mahirap part tapos you do the latter.”

“Hindi nga kaya!” You groan. “I still have to finish my paper for Rizal and you haven’t even started yours yet, may lab papers pa tayo for Chem. Magagahol tayo parehas nito eh!”

Migo runs both hands over his face, pushing himself up from his seat. “Edi wag! Ako nalang gagawa magisa, hanap ka nalang ng ibang partner.”

“Wala naman akong sinabi kong ayaw kitang kapartner ah?” You roll your eyes, slumping against your seat. “Ang akin lang, you could’ve talked to me first bago ka pumili ng topic for the report. Ang bigat nung napili mong topic tapos ang dami mo pang gagawing reqs. Ikaw lang din mahihirapan dyan eh.”

Migo huffs, lips pouting as he crossed his arms. “Whatever.”

You both continue to do your work in silence before you feel him take the space beside you, nudging your arm. “Psst,”

“Ano?” You say, eyes still glued to your laptop screen.

“Bili tayo sisig sa 7/11.” You shake your head in response, “Ikaw nalang. Nagtitipid ako.”

He shakes his head back at you, “Libre kita, dali na. Please,” he says and you could see him pouting from your peripheral vision. “Sorry na, bati na tayo. Bibilan din kita nung gummy worms.” He tries, his face coming into view as he blocks your laptop screen.

You lightly push his face away, rolling your eyes. “Sisig, gummy worms, and Mountain Dew.” Migo mutters a yes under his breath as he stands up, smiling at you before offering you a hand. “Okay, boss! Sisig, gummy worms, and Mountain Dew para sayo!”

Four years with him and things slowly start to change, the glances exchanged linger for a bit longer. The brush of fingers slowly turns into pinkies linked together until your fingers are intertwined with each other. The hugs he’d give you felt entirely different now, it felt like home—just like it was where you were supposed to be.

Four years with him and he still manages to surprise you every single time.

“Na-approve na ‘yung thesis namin! Do you wanna see?” Migo cheerfully says, sliding the said paper across to you. “Tingin nga,” you reply, flipping through the pages of their thesis, eyes scanning through it.

“Basahin mo ‘yung acknowledgements.”

You raise a brow at him, “I better have a section dedicated to me on your acknowledgement page.” He laughs and leans on the table. “Siyempre, meron!”

Flipping through the last few pages of the thesis, you finally reach the acknowledgements page. You read through their thanks for their professor, their blockmates for making it a memorable last year, and finally the promised section that Mingyu wrote for you.

And finally, I, Mingyu Adrian Kim, would like to thank my best friend for sticking with me through college. They’ve been with me through thick and thin, heaven or high water. They were also with me while I was writing this thesis and they were writing theirs, they witnessed me shed blood, sweat and tears to finish my part for this thesis. So thank you, despite hearing me complain all day every day, you still reminded me to take a break and would make me feel better by buying me ice cream or letting me annoy you. As our college life comes to a close, I’d like to thank you for four years of friendship. I’m immensely proud of you for overcoming every single challenge thrown at you and coming out stronger every time. We finally made it! Meeting is probably the best thing that happened to me, other than us finally finishing college of course. And as much as I would love to stay friends even after college, I would rather take it to the next level with you, if you want to, and ask you out to dinner after our thesis defense. You know where to reach me.

You look up at Migo who had his eyes trained on you, a small smile on his lips.

Frowning, you reached over to him and punched his shoulder. “You’re so annoying!” You groaned, folding your arms on the table and leaning down to hide your face. “Dami mong alam talaga, Migo! Parang tanga. Nakakainis ka!”

Migo only laughs, lightly scratching at your hair. “So ano? I’m taking this as a yes?” You peek over your arms to glare at him, lips pursed in mock annoyance. “Pag-isipan ko pa.” You say, making him laugh more.

“Okay, baby.” That makes you jolt up and reach over the table again to slap his arm. “Baby ka dyan!” You say, cheeks growing red.

Falling in love with Migo may not have been like the love you read in romance novels. And though it wasn’t all that perfect, every second you’ve spent with him was worth it. From him offering you a seat on the first day of freshman year, to slowly becoming friends, bumping heads and pissing each other off in the process, to sleepless nights you both spent working on your requirements, to seeing him walk up the stage and deliver his valedictory speech.

You smile proudly as Migo’s voice rang throughout the auditorium. “And to my best friend, the love of my life, we finally made it.” He smiled, catching your eye, making you blush as your friends nudged your shoulder and cheered. You squint your eyes at him and he only laughs before continuing to close his speech.

Every smile, frown, tear and laugh you shared made it all worth it.

Migo ran to you after the graduation ceremony ended, his arms finding their home around your waist as you wrapped yours around his neck. “How was my speech?”

You purse your lips and pretended to be in thought, “Hm, it wasn’t like I heard it a hundred times already pero it was good. Could’ve done without the love of my life part though.” You scrunched your nose, flicking his forehead. “Dami mo parin alam talaga.”

He only laughs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Kinilig ka naman eh! And besides, hindi pwedeng hindi kita i-mention sa speech ko ‘no. Did you really think na I would forget to mention you at least once? Eh kung pwede lang, ikaw nalang topic nung speech ko.”

You roll your eyes, “Thank god, hindi ako ‘yung topic ng valedictory speech mo.” Shaking your head, you leaned in to kiss the mole on the tip of his nose. “Save that for your wedding vows.”

“Ah, so you want to marry me?” He asks, brows raising as he fights back a smile.

The heat rushes to your cheeks once again, making you hide your face in his neck as he laughs. “It’s okay, love. I’ll make sure na my wedding vows are longer than my valedictory speech.”

Migo pulls away from the hug, hands coming up to cup your cheeks. “Congratulations, my love. I’m proud of you.”

You smile, tightening your arms around his neck to pull him closer. “And I’m proud of you too, Migo. Always.”

“Ako naman pinapakilig mo ngayon ha.” He teases, kissing your cheek. “Migo, maharot. But I’m just telling the truth tho.”

“I love you, Migo.” You say, looking into his eyes. “So much.”

Migo grins widely, canines showing as he leans in. “And I love you too.” He mutters before pressing his lips to yours in a soft kiss. “So much.”

Falling in love with Migo came as easy as breathing.

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