I suddenly caught a glimpse of him, descending the staircase playfully. Looking busy, he was typing out, perhaps a tweet on his mobile phone. If I had my nose forever in a book all the time, he would have his nose in his mobile phone most of the time. It was such a bummer, really. Had he not kept his head down while in public, every young girl could feast their eyes on his devilishly handsome face.
There was only one word to describe my sun-kissed best friend. Where his eyes were as rich as melted chocolate and were deep as the ocean. His black olive hair that had tousled griminess which screamed finesse was combed back. He had strong arched black brows and thick eyelashes that got better the more I looked. His high cheekbones were as distinctive as his piercing smile. The kind of smile that would appear as a sign of bliss instead of an utter grimace if it were to be on anyone else but him.
He moved towards my car, frowning.
"Sorry, late as usual." He blurted out upon entering my car. He did not wear a sweater today and his sleeves were rolled up revealing his brown muscular forearms.
"I'm so used to that already. So, shall we?"
We had an initial plan set up by then. He was supposed to treat me with a fine dinner, and in return I would do a simple favour for him. A favour that perhaps is only favourable to him.
There we were. At the right place. I parked my car near the entrance of the garden. From afar, I could see a porcelain white table matched with a pair of empty chairs as its florid centerpiece. A set of white, unlit candles was placed on the table, together with several dark red rose petals purposely arranged on its clean surface.
It was a perfect kind of evening. The sun was already dipping behind the horizon, but the daylight still lingered in the air as though waiting for an answer.
We took our seats. He was embracing the sun rays, looking away from me. But his lips they were lifted upwards, and I could see his angular jaw from aside. In the deafening silence, he opened his mouth.
"I am looking at the sunset right now. It is as beautiful as the first day I saw your face. I have never wanted anyone else in my life. I enjoy the sunset as much as I enjoy the sunrise. But nothing could ever beat your presence in comparison to either. I am very in love with you."
I stared at him, perhaps for several seconds that he must have noticed it. With distance this close, I could see the flecks of silver in his eyes. "Is that it? That is your surprise?" I asked.
"Of course there will be another surprise that ensues. I was thinking to buy her a ring and propose to her after saying those words out loud. I am nervous." He let out a long sigh.
"I think that's beautiful. Simple but lovely enough. She would have liked that." I patted his hand which rested on the empty table. As if that could assuage his anxiety.
But really, that did assuage his anxiety. His mouth twitched as I was very sure that he was fighting back a smile. "There is nothing to worry about. She would accept your marriage proposal." I added.
"Thanks, I knew I could count on you. Best friends for life!" he offered his fist, awaiting me to counter it with a friendly bump.
I greeted it with my fist. "And always."