Okay so, um…

One day, I was playing with the story filter, for fun, at the Villainous section…

First, I sorted by the most favorited with all ratings. This was at the top of the list.

Second, I sorted by the most followed with all ratings. This was at the top of the list.

Lastly, I sorted by the most reviewed with all ratings. This was at the top of the list.

A few hours ago, I checked the views and it had gone up to over 8600 views.

And after digging further in, I found out that there have been 186 views just after six days in April.

Ho. Ly. Shit.

I'm not even kidding. What the heck? I can't believe you guys like it so much (I'm crying wtf XD). You like genderbent Flug that much? lol XDXDXDXD

What I'm trying to say is that, thank you SO MUCH for that huge amount of support! I can't describe how happy I am right now.

Let's celebrate with a new chapter! Yaaaay!

#OhwaitletmecheckthepreviouschapterfirstcuzIforgotwhathappened.

Chapter 14: I promise

Everything inside Fluggie's head had gone out of the windows at the moment Black Hat kissed her. Instead, filling her mind up was the tenderness of the kiss and how he was holding her so… unusually like himself but oh so full of love. She remembered this feeling, it was the same at the first night they spent with each other. Their lips were in perfect synch together. And dare Fluggie to admit this, but the way their tongues were battling and how Black Hat's was taking over was… tensed? That was a hard feeling to describe, really. Back in high school, she had sometimes overheard her classmates talking about French kiss and she had cringed so hard that it sent her goosebumps. But now she realized she was wrong, and she hated herself about that. French kiss is good, especially with Black Hat's skills.

The way she was held by her boss made the feeling even better. His left hand was behind her head while the other one held her waist. It seemed like every second passing by, his hands just held her tighter, like he never wanted to let this moment end. Talking about him like that, she wasn't really sure if she ever wanted to end the kiss. This guilty feeling she was having, the butterflies in her stomach… Everything was like a dream, and she was holding his shoulders as if it would make the time stop.

She suddenly jumped at the feeling of skin contact. That was when she realized his right hand had left her waist and started lifting her shirt up…

Snapping out, he quickly pushed himself off her and panted. He almost did it again. He almost let his guilty fantasy take over and repeated the same mistake. The sight before his eyes even excited him more, encouraging the fantasy to reenter his mind again. Connecting his mouth and her rosy lips was a thin string of saliva, her breathe was hot, heavy and her body was full of sweat. It was good that he trained himself to resist such need, but he didn't know if he could last with her being like that in front of him…

Finally regaining his voice, he cleared his throat and found some right words to start, but mainly to break the uncomfortable silence and to make himself forget the heat in the room at all cost.

"I'm… very sorry for that…"

Okay… that didn't come out that well.

He cursed under his breath, thinking how it sounded so perfect in his head. He held his hat down, covering his face with embarrassment. This had to be added in the "Rare and unusual behaviors from Black Hat" list.

"It's… o- okay, boss… I… uh…"

Sneaking a glance at her, he saw that she seemed to be having a harder time than him. Her body was noticeably shaking, her hands were nervously fiddling together and her lips were trembling…

Her lips were trembling…

Her lips…

He stared at her lips. They were a reddish shade of pink although she never put on lipstick and they looked as soft as they felt. If only her lips were that attractive then he wondered how beautiful her whole face was. He cursed himself for thinking about that, because now he couldn't resist thinking of a way to take off her paper bag.

He took a step and saw that she didn't notice. He took another step, and she was still minding her own business inside her head. Hmm… Nice.

Fluggie finally noticed the distance between them had closed up again, and much worse, he was holding the tip of her bag. It was then she realized there was no going back for her now.

"J- Jefecito! Wait-!"

With a swift movement, he lifted the bag off and let it fly into a random direction. Where the bag went, he didn't care. All he cared about was the beautiful angel revealed right before him. Fluggie stood there motionlessly as her right-sided bang gently flowed back to its place along with her ponytail. Her long eyelashes gently flickered as her ocean blue eyes stared right into his eye. Rosy cheeks, fair skin… Everything was presented before him in a split second, and he felt butterflies slowly forming in his stomach. Those eyes… they were as attractive as her lips… and they looked as soothing as the early morning sea.

But then his eye narrowed… There was a scar on the right side of her face. A long scar that started from under her bang and down to the area in the middle of her cheeks… But he didn't mind that at all.

"P- please d- don't look…!"

Face burning with embarrassment, she quickly used her hands to cover her entire face, losing all the courage to look at him any longer. But he didn't accept it. He didn't allow that beauty to be hidden. Without any hesitation, he took her hands and moved them away from her face.

Everything was going crazy in her mind. She never had any guts to show her face to anyone even 5.0.5, let alone her freaking boss. Never ever. Heart beating rapidly, face heating up, she almost felt like she could run out of breath at any second now. But then a soothing feeling run through her, calming her little heart. It was from him. His right hand was on her cheek, gently caressing it. She was surprised how she always felt safe whenever he was being caring like that. With the other hand putting on her right shoulder, he slowly leaned his face close to hers.

"You are beautiful, Fluggie." He said quietly.

"S- Sir…" She mumbled back, but unable to say anything more.

"I'm telling you, you're beautiful, and no one can deny it…" He continued, as if knowing that she was going to say she wasn't beautiful. "I can't believe that under a stupid-looking paper bag was a beauty of an angel."

"I… I…"

She rubbed her right arm with her left one, trying to find the right words to fill in the stumbling in her sentences. She looked down at the ground, saying silently.

"To tell you the truth, I'm always ashamed of my face…"

"What are you talking about? Why be ashamed if you have this kind of beauty…?"

"It's not about that, sir… It's that… I feel like people will laugh at me just by seeing me." Her voice was even quieter and it was trembling. "From when I was in primary school, I was made fun of because of the scar, the scar which I got in a car accident where I lost my parents… And as I got older, I also got made fun of and eventually bullied because of the ridiculous inventions I showed. When I got a boyfriend in the first year of high school, I thought maybe love can encourage me to try harder and make my life better. But just after a few months, he broke up with me, saying that I was boring, annoying and the terrible rumors about me in middle school had reached him. That was when I… I lost all hope and just focused on my career, thinking that it was the only thing I had to help me move on…"

Her tears had rolled down her cheeks before she even realized it, but she didn't care either way. She had exposed everything now. Her face, her past… Everything…

"I- I d- don't know why I'm t- telling you this… I'm s- so sorry for my r- rambling-"

"No more, Fluggie. No more…"

He mumbled, pulling her into a tight embrace. Weird… that warm feeling… Every time he hugged her, she no longer felt fear, as if all her worries had been washed away in a split second. It confused her how she was reacting the exact opposite to the way she used to. She was still wondering about that. But then again, being in that warm feeling he was giving her was enough to sooth her back into calmness, easing her mind to peace.

Suddenly, sobbing was heard again. Black Hat jumped and looked down at the little woman. She was cleansing his shoulders, tears soaking his shirt.

"P- Please… don't leave me like the others did…"

"Fluggie…?"

"I realized it just now… that you are the only one left to be there for me… I- I love you… Please sir… Even if there will be one day you stop loving me, just promise me that you won't abandon me…! I just need someone to rely on, please! Or else… I- I don't know if I can keep up with my life anymore! My whole life has been a big mess… and… and…"

"Fluggie…"

He hugged her tightly to his chest, cutting her off.

"I… I… Urg…"

Once again, he found it hard to express his emotions. He stumbled upon his words, trying his damn best and even got a little frustrated at finding the right word without accidentally hurting her feelings. But as he heard her sobbing quieting down and her heart slowing down to its normal pace, he realized that he should be happy. He should be happy that he and she shared the same feelings. Maybe because of her, he could become a better man and overcome obstacles together. Yeah… that's what true love is. He sighed quietly and smiled, gently reaching down one hand to hold her.

"I promise, Fluggie. I promise I will treat you nicely just like a boyfriend does and will never leave your side. Never ever…"