Christina POV

Once I opened the door, a view of a shirtless Martijn cuddling Miné took place in front of me.

At this point, I wonder what happened in that room during that half an hour time....

He hehe....

Of course I'm going to ask Miné. What else were you thinking about?

With (almost) perfect timing, Chris opens the front door saying

"I need an extra hand, I have an heavy box downstairs"

I know what that is....
"it must be that piece of furniture that we were waiting since March!"

"Yes, it could be. So, who's coming?"

Martijn immediately puts on shoes and the guys go down to go get the box.

"Finally. Miné you have to tell me everything, you know what I mean"

She turns around to face me, but instead of the grin I was expecting to see, a doubtful and questioning look takes place on her face.

"Sorry, I don't know what you mean"

"You and Martijn doing things..... Come on, me and Chris heard his groans..."

"Oh. Well, I don't know what you heard, but we didn't even kiss"

Excuse me what the fuck?

"Hahahaha, you are joking, right? "

She scrolls her head.... She was serious, damn.

"What about all of your intimacy you had on camera?"

"We have still to process everything, we talked about it and..... We aren't ready for this. Come on, he's traveling all over the world 90% of the time..."

"Ok, fine. But I would like to tell you that he's home for a month now. And if you don't take the chance now, I will kill you"

"Ok, but Martijn isn't like that other prick I called 'boyfriend'. He is afraid to see me in a swimsuit....."

Mh. So he's attracted but scared of a relationship. That's what bothers both of them: the word 'relationship'.

You don't need to be in a relationship to enjoy your time with another person.
They are made to play around with each other, until they finally get that they are in love.

I'm honest with myself. These two guys aren't in love. Or maybe....

I don't know, but I actually think that Martijn loves Miné, at least a little bit.

And I know my best friend, she likes the way Martijn treats her, but she's dumb and doesn't realize how much she likes him.... Until he comes home with a bunch of flowers and chocolate.

My stream of consciousness is interrupted by the door opening and the guys coming in with an heavy box that must contain a little table with marble top to place at the entrance, to leave keys and bags on top of it.

"I think that you can leave it on the floor...." I tell them.

They nod and lower the package, but they both have skinny jeans, and bending legs is a little difficult.

"Fucking tight pants..... Hahaha" Chris says out loud.

"Yeah, I hate fashion" answers Martijn.

Us girls are laughing and looking at our high waisted jeans, which are waaaaay worse than tight pants when you sit down, and maybe you are supposed to eat. Or, even worse, you are on your period.

"Martijn, it's not my fault if you have a fat butt" Minerva says laughing.

"Nope, but it's your fault if I'm wearing skinny jeans. And I think that Chris agrees with me and is in the exact same situation"

"I do confirm!"

"Girls, we hate you" Martijn says to us.

"Ohhhh. Alright. You two are not eating today"

Chris walks behind me and wraps me in an hug, saying
"Your boyfriend needs food....."

"I won't give you anything"

"I'm sorry.... Come on. I love you...."

"Mh. We will see" I tell him.

"What about me???" Martijn asks Miné with a puppy face that would make iron melt.

"We will see...."

Laughing, he walks next to Miné and whispers something in her ear.
"This didn't change my mind"

"Ufffff, I thought it would have worked " he says wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her head.

"Then I will buy you a Louis Vuitton bag....."

"Oooh dear, this doesn't work with me"

"I will let you do my makeup"

Oh god.....

"This works! Martijn will eat today!"

"But.... I have to be a beautiful girl! Yep" he says with a feminine voice.

"You will be beautiful 'sis'"

I can't wait to see Martijn with a red lip tint and eyeliner. Hahaha.... Lol.

Chris looks at me, begging to have his daily food ratio. I nod at him, kissing his clavicle and holding his hand.

[...]

An hour later

Once had lunch, we all get ready to see Martijn with makeup on. We are in Minerva's room, me and Chris are sitting on her bed, Martijn on her armchair and Miné in front of him contouring his face.

"Do I look sexy?" he asks.

"Extremely sexy, bro" Chris says laughing his ass off as soon as she starts to do a full eyes makeup with a glitter cut. Mascara and eyeliner made him look like a girl, oh my God!

Red lipstick doesn't suit him, but we decided to go for a super dark purple.

"We are finished!" Minerva says letting Martijn get up to look at himself in the mirror.

He's laughing, saying
"Man I look like a girl..... Oh God."

He's traumatized.

"You know what the fun part is? Is that you really look good...." I tell him.

"I see.... I would be the sexiest girl around.... If you gave me boobs"

"We have also to cut something Marty...." Minerva tells him, pointing downwards.

....

"Remove my fucking makeup"

Laughing, me and Chris get up from Miné's bed and walk to the door.

"Since the show ends here, we are going to take a nap, as usual"

"Ok guys, see you later"