WELCOME TO PLANET PUTO!!!!

— You’ve never been curious of the younger of the two, of the sarcastic and sassy Maliksi.

Perhaps his hair as white as espasol once caught your eyes, or maybe it is the golden sun in his eyes that often proves that it is not warm but scalding. Perhaps the mole on his soft cheek once caught your attention, or maybe your eyes once strayed to his marble-like golden hands. But that’s as far as your interest to the younger of the two goes, a mere observation to what can be seen and not a curiosity to what hides beneath the sarcastic exterior. Maybe it’s not even merely an exterior, maybe Maliksi’s saltiness actually runs deep.

However, despite Maliksi’s apparent saltiness, your new highschool classmate appears to have a sweet tooth. It’s a curious thing how one can put a sweet candy in his mouth but spout the most bitter and vulgar curses a second after. How curious that the lollipop on his mouth cannot even soften the acid of Maliksi’s language.

As soon as you arrived at your seat, the desk and chair next to the notorious buraot of the classroom, your eyes involuntarily traveled towards Maliksi. Your gaze drifted on the mole of his cheeks and how you can trace the outline of the lollipop in his mouth. It is still early in the morning, yet it seems as if it’s not too early for Maliksi to utilize his ultimate skills: pambuburaot and pangungutang.

“Oh? [Name], my friend.” Maliksi greeted with an overly bright grin that spells nothing but ulterior motives. He even imitated that character from Pepito Manaloto. “May lima ka? (Do you have five pesos?)”

You cocked an eyebrow at that, amazed by the audacity when you haven’t even dropped your heavy backpack on your chair yet.

“Good morning to you too, Maliksi.” You replied sarcastically and started to unzip your bag. “Wala na ngang pambaon ‘yung tao mambuburaot ka pa? (I literally have no allowance left and you’ll ask for money?)”

Sarcasm left your mouth but your fingers dug in your coin purse before you placed the small peso coin on his desk wordlessly.

What was that proverb again? ‘Tulak ng bibig, kabig ng dibdib’? What the mouth says, the chest opposes?

Anyway, you’re not curious about this classmate of yours. This menace with a white hair who smiles at you too widely after his palm wrapped around the five peso coin. You’re not curious, or interested, to this boy in front of you with a mole on his cheek, mischief in his eyes, and lollipop between his teeth.

Your eyes went to the candy between his lips. You’re not curious about Maliksi, that’s for certain, but your interest is piqued by the lollipop in his mouth.

It seems that Maliksi cannot live a day without the sweet in his mouth. You’ve always been curious about its brand but you never saw him unwrap it from a plastic. You do not even know what flavor it is although you can guess since there’s just a number of flavors for candy with the color pink. Maybe it just tastes sweet and good enough that Maliksi puts it in his sarcastic mouth daily. He probably even asked you for five pesos earlier just so he can buy his favorite lollipop.

The candy piqued your curiosity.

“What flavor is that?” You asked, mildly curious and eyebrows raised as your eyes remained trained on his mouth.

Despite your fixation to the lollipop between his lips, your eyes didn’t miss the new light of mischief in his eyes. The devil tamawo thought of something mischievous once more.

Before you can even ask what kind of hell he plans to raise, you suddenly found Maliksi’s face inches away from you. A swift change in distance when Maliksi decided to cross the gap between the two of you and leave little space for decency… or a retort from you.

The devil’s mirth in his eyes and a sweet candy between his mouth, Maliksi’s smile is a smirk and his reply to your question almost a smug snicker. “Do you wanna know?”

You involuntarily swallowed, aware of the distance between your lips (and blissfully unaware of the stares directed to the two of you). You’re aware of the implication and just how willing Maliksi is to stir trouble.

“Whatever do you— hmp?!”

Before you can even act coy or pretend to ignore his blatant implications, you found your mouth occupied… when Maliksi unceremoniously pushed the lollipop in your mouth. You found your lips wrapped around the same pink candy wrapped by Maliksi’s lips a second earlier. Really, what a bundle of mischief.

“If you wanna know, taste it yourself.” He snickered, golden eyes focused on the lollipop between your mouth. You saw a hint of something flash in his eyes but it disappeared before you can even recognize what it was.

You glared at him but tried to focus on the candy in your mouth anyway.

It’s cherry. You’re not even surprised since a pink lollipop will either be that or strawberry.

However, rather than dwell on this discovery, your mind is preoccupied on something else. Isn’t this practically an indirect kiss? Something more than an indirect kiss but less than an actual one?

If you will be honest to yourself, when Maliksi inched his face closer to you, you expected something else. He used a rather well-used pick-up line from novels so you expected that the transgression of events will be…

“Maybe next time.” He said to you out of nowhere. You blinked a few times, confused on whatever he meant by those words but Maliksi only smiled and leaned close once more. “The flavor. Try finding out how it tastes in my mouth next time.”

Your eyes widened due to his shameless words and you glared at him. But once more, before you can even open your mouth, he went ahead and added.

“When my kuya’s not looking.” He told you mischievously before his eyes darted toward the direction of the classroom’s door, to where Maliksi probably is and watching.

The next day, you brought Maliksi’s favorite kutsinta to him laced with laxatives.

This is a fan fiction for Maliksi, an original character by @ask-emilz-de-philz. Please check their fun blog! And join the association of tamawhores