I love making out. I do. I think that is why I was taken all the time; it is always nice to know that the needs could be filled all the time. For the time in between there is Julius.
I met Julius in Berlin. It was 2010 (I think). My boyfriend then was a med student. So he had to study all the time. There was a time, when he or I was so tired of uni or maybe the relationship and decided to take a break. 1 day into the first break, I ate my pho soup in Kreuzberg, added many chili flakes in it as always. Then I saw this tall brunette with green hazel eyes doing the same thing. He was also eating his pho with a lot of chili flakes. I don’t know about you, but the chili I added to my soup is a whole lot a normal person would not be able to handle it.
As the soup getting so spicy I ordered a glas of coconut water. And so did he. He smiled at me because of the same orders (I guess). I smiled back.
I walked to the Görlitzer Park afterwards. He wanted to accompany me. I let him. I really do not know why I let him even know. I neither like strangers nor small talks.
By the time we reached the Park, I have learned that he studies brands management and economics and works for a quite big label. He likes the colors grey, black and white like I do. He goes for a run every morning (well, this one I don’t do). I am always impressed with a guy who does sport. Not the gym sport one, but a real sport. I love em runners. After checking out his abs after he took off his jacket, I knew he wasn’t lying about the running thing.
Kisses, hugs and good convos are things that I prefer to happen slowly. I like everything to happen in its own time. So that first time that we kissed after knowing each other for like two three hours was kinda one of a lifetime thing I would do. We talked for the other three hours; we got some coffee and cake. I never stay that long with someone I hardly know. And I never expect to tell stuff or knowing stuff about someone so fast. In this past 6 hours we didn’t look at hour phone once. Hard to believe, even for me right now. But we did. And then he looked at his phone..
“Oh shit!” he said. “I have to meet my mum at my grands over 2 hours ago. I completely forgot!”
Yeah. Just go. I was in a kinda rebound phase. Nothing needed to last that time.
“Do you want to come meet my peeps?” he asked.
I was surprised. I mean it was very rare to meet a guy who born and raised in Berlin. Now the family also lives here.. And I might meet them in the next one hour.
We actually went to the family Sunday thingy. It was a rarely nice warm welcome. We ate some dinner because we missed the cake and coffee hours.
At the dinner I learned that Julius has just broken up with his girlfriend four days ago. His peeps never met her. They thought at first that I was her. It explained the weird warm welcome now.
He took me for a tour around the house. It is strange to hear a word “house” in Berlin, right? Here is all flats and condos. Well there is a district named Dahlem. His peeps live here in a incredibly stylish and minimalistic but cold house. So cold, like you need to smash all the things down to make it feel like home.
Before we said goodbye, we made out wildly behind his grands oldtimer.
Julius has become one of my good friend. Weirdly he has always been taken like me. We always spend the gap time beetwen relationships together. It seems that everytime he or I break up with someone the other one follows. It is a cosmic thing.
I learned over the time from my guys (explanation: I have a lot of guy friends with no agenda) not to waste my time with someone who does not care about you. I learned to be picky. That is why I try only to date someone who chases me. Who gives a damn.
In the meantime there are friends. I am meeting Julius in one of our fave district in Berlin tonight. Actually he should go to a christmas party of his girlfriend’s workplace. But like me, we don’t like small talks and strangers.