Broken

by Doreen F.

Last Saturday I invited some colleagues from work to a dinner party at my place because I felt like celebrating and bonding with my colleagues. We ate Raclette and played some games and had a really great time. Most of them did not live too far away and did not drink too much to still be able to drive home. Fernando, however, lived at the other end of the city and couldn’t get a ride with any of our colleagues. Furthermore, he had indulged too much wine that I would allow him to drive home. Since the next day was Saturday it was not much of a problem. I assured him that my flat was big enough and my couch was really comfortable. He did not need a lot of persuasion, if any. After midnight most of the others left and only Fernando was there. We sat down in my living room and talked about our colleagues, work and whatever just popped up in our minds.

I have to add that Fernando is extremely good-looking and not engaged.

Time passed quickly and soon it was getting late. I made his bed and we went to bed. When I woke up it was quite late, nearly noon, Fernando was still sleeping. I went into the kitchen and to make myself a cup of coffee. The smell must have woken Fernando because suddenly he was standing behind me wearing nothing but pretty tight Ralph Lauren boxer shorts. It was a great sight, his black hair looking quite wild and his muscular body showing off that he went swimming a lot. What was even cuter was the little squint he gave when looking at me. He had not bothered to put on his glasses, which he was wearing practically all the time. I had never seen him without glasses for more than a few minutes.

“Morning. Did I smell coffee?”

“You nose must be pretty good. Fancy a cup?”

“Of course, I’ll just put on my clothes.”

“Do you want anything else for breakfast? Not that I have much to offer.”

“After yesterday evening I don’t think I’ll ever be able to eat again.”

He smiled at me and left the kitchen. A few minutes later he returned wearing last night’s clothes and his glasses.

We drank our coffee in silence while reading the newspaper.

“Would you fancy having lunch at a nice place?” Fernando suddenly asked.

“I’d love to” I replied slightly surprised by his invitation.

“Great eh… is there any good restaurant in this area?”

“Plenty and even in walking distance from my flat.”

I had some tidying up to do and Fernando helped me. Afterwards we had lunch at a Mexican restaurant. The food was delicious and we were having a great time together. Fernando also confessed that he had kind of hoped that yesterday evening and today would turn out in the way they had. So he gladly accepted my invitation for another coffee back at my flat.

We had been quite good friends ever since I had started working for the company and I had also been secretly fancying Fernando. Yet he had always been engaged until not too long ago. We spent the afternoon playing Monopoly in the living room. It was great fun and time passed really quickly. Neither of us wanted this great day to end. After we stopped playing we just went on chatting. I do not know why, but for some reason Fernando had taken off his glasses during our conversation. What I knew was that he looked great with or without glasses. I knew that he had been wearing contact lenses from time to time, but not recently.

I went to kitchen to fetch us something to drink. In the meantime Fernando went to the toilet. I was still in the kitchen when I heard Fernando curse in his mother tongue “Joder.”

I came to see what was wrong. I saw Fernando holding his glasses in his hands, but they were broken. “What happened?”

“I came back and wanted to sit down, only I had forgotten that I had placed my glasses on the couch and when I sat down, they broke. Damn it.”

“Shit, I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do?”

“Not really, they’re broken and right now all shops are closed. What’s more, tomorrow is Sunday and they’re closed as well. Joder!”

“But you certainly have a spare pair, don’t you?”

“Back home I hope, but I’m not sure about that either. I might have lost them or thrown them away during one of my moves.”

“So what do we do?”

“Hell, I don’t know. I’m not totally blind, but I certainly won’t be able to drive. I can’t see that much without them especially in the dark. That would be too dangerous.”

“Do you want me to drive you to your place?”

“That would be great, but are you sober enough to drive?”

“Not really. We’ve had a bottle of wine and I drank most of it, since you said you were driving.”

“Taking a taxi would cost a fortune.”

“I can take you tomorrow, if you can cope that long without glasses.”

“I don’t have that much of a choice, do I?”

“Not really.”

“As long as I’m with you, it will be okay, I hope.”

I gave him a hug which lasted quite long. We were looking at each other; I could see the tears of anger and despair in his dark eyes.

Since watching TV was not really an option for Fernando, we decided to spend the evening cooking a really delicious meal and had a lot of fun in the kitchen. Afterwards we sat down on the couch reading. Fernando was holding the magazine rather close to his eyes. Both of us were a bit tired from the night before and we went to bed rather early.

In the morning we set off to Fernando’s place to look for his glasses. I was allowed to drive his precious Audi. At his flat we found one of his old pairs glasses after what seemed like hours of searching. While looking for his glasses, Fernando leaned rather close towards everything. Eventually we found his glasses in the kitchen drawer wondering how they had ended up there.

“Thanks a lot. I don’t know what I’d have done without you.”

“Well, in the first place you wouldn’t have broken your glasses at my place, if I had not invited you…”

“But I stayed and…let’s just forget about it. I can see relatively clearly again and that feels nice. Especially seeing you clearly is nice.”

“Seeing you is always nice too. Whether you’re wearing glasses or not, you’re really cute.”

I had hardly finished my last sentence when he pulled me close and kissed me. I did not resist, since my secret dream had come true.

“That was the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard from a girl I had a crush on.”

“Your kiss was very sweet considering I’ve had a crush on you ever since I first saw you.”

“You do? That is unbelievable.”

“Oh, Fernando...” was all I could say before he kissed me again.

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