Aiden's POV.
“A-are you going to be alright?” I asked, worried about my little, priceless ruby, aka Noel Bellamy. We were at the hospital right now, in some nurse’s office. She was preparing to close his wound with something I interpreted as sewing flesh with some sort of special thread, but it was actually a surgical suture which would stitch my boy’s open wound and make sure it feels better.
“I’ll be better than Angel.” He shrugged, not really showing any kind of an emotion. I suppose he was still in shock …
“I-I … I’m sorry, Noel … I-I’ll make sure I find his family and—“
“Aiden, I’m not blaming you. I’m just saying that, if you were a few minutes earlier, we could’ve saved him, and his brain wouldn’t be scattered on the floor of some goddamn truck container. I’m not blaming you, I am just f***ing saying that MAYBE it would’ve been different.”
I sighed and turned my back, hitting my head against the wall. Noel was usually a very kind fellow, but right now he was upset, so he was saying things he would be regretting later. I knew him well. He was quick to react, and then he would give me the most miserable, apologetic look a person could give, because he would be feeling bad for what he had said.
I just had to stay calm and wait until that happens.
“Its—“
“No, wait. I’m sorry, it’s not your fault. It’s this f***ing b***h Cassie’s fault. You know, that ‘lovely’ maid you had. The one you trusted so much.”
I quickly turned around and looked at Noel with bewilderment, only to calm down when I saw my own anger reflect in his eyes.
“Noel … I understand that you’re angry, and I feel bad and guilty, if that’s what you’re trying to make me feel. You have every right to hurt me, but please, now is … not the time. When we go home, we’ll have enough space and time to cry, to fight, to shout and argue, but right now I need to check on something, and you need to let the nurse stitch up your wound.”
“Yeah, the wound I got because of Cassie. Right, I had forgotten, since it doesn’t hurt at all. Then again, it certainly hurt Angel more when his head was crushed and his eyes literally popped out of his skull. You’re right, sorry.” He bitterly replied and looked away. I watched him closely, because now would probably be the time he would start feeling remorseful.
And he did. A moment after, his cheeks filled with shame and guilt, and his eyes filled with tears. He looked at me, gulped and looked away once more, and that look of his was one of the most regretful ones I’ve ever seen.
I was hurt by his words, and I began believing it was, indeed, my fault for his friend’s death, but that look on his face just didn’t let me blame anyone, including myself.
“I-I’m sorry …” He quietly sobbed and I quickly hugged him, trying not to bother the nurse while she takes care of his wound.
“It’s alright, baby … everything’s going to be alright …” I gently kissed his forehead, realizing how cold it felt. He was blushing, but his skin felt extremely cold.
“I-Is your blood pressure low …? Are you feeling dizzy?” I quickly asked, looking at his lifeless eyes which now sought forgiveness.
“I-I don’t know … I’m sorry … I was just … s-so angry. He was killed in front of my eyes, and I couldn’t do anything to save him … I’m sorry for blaming you, too ..”
“Baby, I told you, it’s fine, don’t worry about that. You … seem pale. Do you want me to bring you some chocolate?”
“ … if it’s Lindt’s.”
“99% Cocoa?” I smirked.
“You know me well.” He whispered.
I couldn’t tell if he was too tired to speak, or he was trying to sound sexual, but that whisper of his definitely sent shivers down my spine and an extra blood rush in my pants. God, I was absolutely horrible. Noel was crying a moment ago, and I’m thinking about sex!
I smiled warmly and kissed his lips, leaving him with the nurse after I looked at him once more. God, my heart was going crazy for him …
The moment I entered the corridor outside, I was greeted by countless reporters. They were all looking at me, taking pictures of the door number ... and shoving microphones in my face.
“Mister Croft, what are you doing in the hospital? Who were you visiting? What happened to your lover? There is a rumor that the boy you claimed was yours is the person you were visiting a moment ago. May we come in?”
“L-Look, I really need to—“
“Sir, there’s been another rumor that you were part of the ‘Holmes’ case. Did you know Cassie Holmes personally?”
“W-well, I do know … wait, did?” I blinked, looking at the reporter. What did he mean by ‘did’, I DO know her, that’s in present tense. ‘Did’ was in past, I believe … W-well, I studied music, not grammar, but I knew at least this much.
Or did I?
A moment before the reporter could answer me, someone else caught their attention. Someone far more popular and interesting than me, a-and that’s fine, I don’t expect myself to be the best singer in the world or something …
When I looked at the person though, I realized it wasn’t a singer. My face turned pale the moment I saw who it was, and I couldn’t help but shiver. It was like I saw a ghost, and I’d be damned if this wasn’t a freakin’ ghost.
“I will say this once. Reporters are not allowed in the hospital. You all either gather up and leave, or I do it myself.”
Chief Joon was in a … horrible condition. His arm was covered in bandages, his right leg was completely in cast and he barely walked with one crutch, because he couldn’t hold the other. His forehead was bandaged, his lower lip was swollen, there were a couple of stitched just above his left eyebrow and … w-well, his hair was a little shaved on one side.
The reporters gasped at the view and quickly ran to interview him, but I couldn’t just stand there and watch. I quickly ran towards them and pushed them rudely aside, protecting the white-haired boy’s body from them.
“I think you need to leave now, before I call the guards and the police!” I threatened, but Joon only coughed behind me.
“I am the police, Croft.” He quietly mumbled.
I gulped and shook my head, turning around to face him. The reporters had no intention of leaving us alone, and at this rate, they were only going to crush us together, possibly breaking Joon’s other leg or arm. I couldn’t let that happen. Not to mention that seeing him alive made me feel even more eager to protect him.
“You’re going to hate me for that.” I mumbled and quickly took hold of Joon.
“For what—.. T-TAKE ME DOWN THIS INSTANT, AIDEN!” I held him like a princess, trying not to hurt his injured body parts, and swiftly ran in the opposite direction. The reporters followed almost immediately, stumbling over each other.
“Where is your room?”
“SCREW YOU, T-THIS IS EMBARASSING, LET ME GO!”
“Then we’ll be together a little longer” I huskily answered, because of the lack of breath, and ran up the stairs to the third floor, not sure where were we going to hide. Because Joon wasn’t telling me where his room was, I didn’t know where to go.
We ran a little more until I found a cabinet of some sort, possibly a storage. I found my salvation there and quickly entered, closing the door and locking behind me with the key that was in the lock. Thankfully, someone had forgotten to take the key out before they left, and I used it for myself.
When I turned around, I saw a wall and a lot of clothes. This was definitely some sort of a storage, and there was barely any space to move. The little Sheriff was forced to hug me, since we couldn’t quite fit inside otherwise.
“Y-You’re insane, put me down before I—“
“We’re stuck here, Sheriff … you can’t do anything.” I slightly smiled, pressing my forehead against his because my back was being pressed by more clothing. It smelled like mint and washing powder in here, and even though I disliked the smell, I wasn’t complaining. It would’ve smelled worse if we were to hide in a spacious, but nasty hospital bathroom.
“G-Get away from me … DON’T TOUCH ME!” He suddenly screamed and slapped me with his good hand.
“I-I DIDN’T TOUCH YOU” I screamed back in my defense, my cheek aching.
He looked at me with confusion, after which he cried like a little girl and hugged me even tighter, trying to stay as far away from the walls as possible.
“T-THERE’S SOMETHING ON MY BACK, PLEASE, GET IT OFF ME”
“Well, you never really apologized for slapping me …”
“JUST DO IT OR I’LL SLAP YOU AGAIN!”
I laughed and quickly ran a hand under his shirt, feeling how smooth and tiny his back was. He was so … small. So defenseless … I couldn’t tell what I was feeling towards him, but I was sure I felt the same when SirBitesALot makes a sad face and I find him so adorable that I want to squeeze him.
“P-please, get it off, I can’t move and it’s crawling somewhere …” He begged, and despite enjoying the truly helpless, cute Joon right now, I knew I had to remove whatever was ‘bugging’ him. Ha-ha, get it? Bugging? B-Because it’s a bug and it’s bugging him...? N-no?
I pressed my knees against the wall so Joon could try and sit on them. He had now embraced my waist with his good leg and my groin was pressing against his butt. Good thing I didn’t have an erection.
Or did I spoke too soon?
I quickly ran my fingers on his back, feeling him shiver in my hands, and a moment after, I located the little bug. It was some sort of a small beetle, perhaps just a baby, and quickly grabbed it, throwing it away. I didn’t squish it, of course! I don’t like bugs, but I don’t kill them because of that.
“There,” I smiled, “I removed it.”
“T-Thanks … I … would like it if you removed your hand, too.”
Unfortunately, my body wasn’t really listening to me at the moment … I gently caressed his tiny waist and felt Joon’s breath hitch in my ear. He was tickling me in the most innocent, arousing way possible, and I couldn’t help but feel myself hunger for intimacy.
“Aiden, d-don’t touch-…”
“You kissed me last night.” I purred, my hand making its way down Joon’s pants. He was wearing some sort of pajamas, and it was probably four times bigger than it should be. Joon was very thin, so the pajamas were extremely baggy on him. He deserved far better clothes than that!
“I-I …” Joon stuttered, sinking his nails in my back through the shirt when I kissed his neck. He was extremely sensitive, despite being a twenty-one year old man. To me, he looked no younger than fifteen, and he was going to remain this way in my eyes.
“Don’t deny it. You even said you enjoyed kissing me.”
“I-I said it because I thought I would die!” Joon quickly answered, my hand halting just above his butt. That didn’t make any sense to me.
“I don’t see the connection.” I purred.
“I … t-tried to confess, because I thought I would die and I wouldn’t have to deal with the embarrassment of you rubbing it in my face now, you dickhead. B-Besides, you love Noel, not me—“
“That’s true,” I said, looking into his eyes, “the only person I’ll ever love is Noel Bellamy … And I don’t remember ever saying I loved you.”
Joon looked slightly hurt by my words, but since I knew he would misunderstand, I finished my train of thoughts before he could slap me.
“Our … thing is not love, but I’m pretty sure it’s not nothing, either. It’s ... lust, in a way. It’s desire … I love Noel, and I would never exchange him for you, not after everything we’ve been through, but … I can’t turn my back on you, either. Noel is my everything .. my heart, my mind, my soul … And you are my sin. You’re the forbidden fruit I want to devour so desperately, and Noel is my Garden of Eden …”
“Y-You can’t have both, Aiden …” Joon quietly sighed, guilt in his tone. He wasn’t really doing anything bad. I was the one who felt this lust for him, and I was going to keep it going.
“But I want you both.” I huskily said and grabbed the boy’s butt, squeezing it in my hands. The closet had suddenly become hot and the oxygen seemed to be fading, as our breathing fastened.
“A-ah, don’t, I-I will kill you …” He pleaded with a shaky voice, trying to sound tough and failing at it. I just don’t … understand him. I love Noel and I care for him, and this was supposed to make me feel horrible … but in reality, Joon was the one who seemed to be feeling bad. He, for some reason, respected Noel so much that he allowed himself to confess to me only because he was sure he was going to die that night …
“I want you, Sheriff …” I whispered, kissing the length of his skin as my hands worked on his little butt cheeks. I massaged them gently, yet he was acting like I had stuffed his glory hole with a gigantic, vibrating dildo.
He wasn’t a virgin, right? I mean, no way in hell.
“D-don’t … touch me … a-ah …” He was practically melting in my hands, as if he had never been touched that way. I was seriously worried for him, since he was extremely sensitive and I couldn’t quite tell why … was it because he was injured?
I slowly pulled his pajama down, hearing him squirm and squeak in my ear, albeit faintly. It was dark in here, so I couldn’t really see anything even if I had enough space, but Joon was now acting like he was ashamed of this intimacy.
“You’re … not a virgin, are you?” I asked, gently biting his earlobe, with my hands on his butt cheeks, massaging them slightly faster. He was practically panting in my hands, doing his best not to moan. I could feel his member rub against me, rock-hard and wet, despite its small size, and I was not really doing anything that much to excite him.
He held his breath when I asked him that, and sank his nails in my back again, making me hiss quietly.
“I take that as a ‘yes’.” I smiled, despite the slight pain.
“S-Shut up!” He quickly commanded and I obeyed, sealing my lips with his own. He let out a surprised gasp and quickly pulled away, slapping me a moment after.
I was … shocked, to say the least. I remembered Joon was not the kind of a person I could seduce easily. I’ve made so many men and women tremble just with a stare, and honestly, that was my job as an entertainer, yet with Noel and Joon, it just didn’t work this way.
I shook my head and sighed, finally coming to my senses. I lifted the Sheriff’s pants and kissed his forehead in an apology. He pouted.
“The only reason I’m staying with you now is because we’re locked and there’s a bunch of reporters outside. If that wasn’t the case, I would’ve slapped you and left.”
“Y-You slapped me a couple of times already!” I protested.
“And I’m going to do it again if you keep acting like a wild animal. Be ashamed of yourself!” He hissed and I did feel ashamed of myself. It was weird how he could scold me and I would immediately lower my head in obedience.
Well, my upper head, at least.
We stood silently for a couple of minutes, listening if the reporters were outside. They weren’t exactly in front of the door, but I could definitely hear them in the corridor, talking to each other, camping there. I bet they expected us to appear from some patient’s room …
“Can I … ask you something?” Joon spoke first and I looked at him, smiling warmly. He looked timid and uncertain, yet he showed his bravery once more by meeting my gaze with firmness.
“What do you want from me? I … get it that I confessed something embarrassment last night, and now you want to tease me about it, but … after you’re done, then what?”
“Tease you?” I raised my eyebrow. No, I never intended to tease the Sheriff. In fact, I was feeling more than happy of his confession, and even though I wouldn’t have shown such an interest in him if he didn’t say he liked kissing me, I enjoyed the situation we were in. It was … fun, in a way. To hide from everyone else and kiss with thirst when we were finally alone, only to look at each other with at a distance with longing afterwards.
Still, he was right. What were we going to do next? I mean, it was … definitely erotic and thrilling to hide and enjoy each other only when no one was looking, but that can’t really go on forever.
“Yes, tease me. After all, this is what you feel for me. You want to laugh at me. ‘Haha, the almighty chief is not as mighty as he looks.’ . I know all too well what’s going on inside your little, blonde head.” He frowned.
I laughed at his naivety and pressed his back against the wall, my crotch rubbing against his own. He was still extremely hard, yet he showed no signs of his desire. He was a man with an iron will power, that’s for sure …
“The only teasing I will ever do to you is going to be sexual, Sheriff. I would never tease you mentally.” I answered, thrusting slightly against his member through the clothes. He gasped, possibly from the sudden jolt of pleasure between his legs, and quickly squinted in embarrassment, refusing to look at me for the moment. Despite his strong will, he was quick to react to the unknown.
I wanted to show him how much better it could feel, but I was afraid he would slap me yet again.
Yet, he wasn’t feisty. His body began to melt in my hands again, his skin sweating slightly. His crotch was pulsing against mine in an almost painful strength, and I knew he had never felt this way before. I began wondering how much did Joon know about his sexuality and about sex in particular, since he reacted so … different to my touch.
He … does know what an orgasm is, doesn’t he?
“I don’t like this … I-I should’ve died then.” He quietly confessed, his eyes still tightly shut. I felt anger rise in my heart the way bubbles in water did when it starts boiling.
“Don’t say that! I was … I was broken inside when I heard that gunshot cover your voice, and I thought I had lost you. I almost wanted to cease my search for Noel, because everything seemed pointless then. You were gone, Noel was in Ukraine, and I was alone.”
“Yet you managed to save Noel in time, and everything would’ve been perfect if I didn’t survive. Don’t think I’m stupid, Croft, I know well that my place is not in your heart.”
“My heart is big. If I could keep Cassie inside, I’m pretty damn sure I can keep you, too.”
“Noel should be filling your heart right now, not me!” He finally opened his eyes and looked at me with something I recognized as bewilderment.
“Both of you fill my heart!”
“It’s NOT going to work, Aiden, stop it!”
“You stop it!”
“YOU stop--… W-Why are we arguing like little kids?!” Joon huffed and looked away, his milk-white cheeks blushing. “It’s obvious how this is going to end.”
“No, it’s not. You know what? I’ll tell Noel.”
“Y..You’ll what? Are you insane or demented?!”
“Neither. Or maybe both, you and Noel are making me like this! I’ll just go and tell him everything. I’ll confess how you risked your life to find him, I’ll tell him how you nearly died protecting Noel’s pride in front of Cassie, and I’ll tell him I like you.”
“Y-You don’t like me, you want to f**k me!”
“…w-well, if you put it that way, it sounds bad.” I mumbled.
“But it’s true. You don’t love me, because you said you’ll love only Noel, yet you wish to keep me in your heart, too. How is that going to work, smartass? Or do you have two hearts?”
“Oh, you watch Doctor Who!” I smiled brightly, changing the subject.
Joon frowned.
“L-Look, I’ll try, okay? I will try to speak to Noel, I’ll explain everything, I’ll—“
“What are you planning to do, Aiden? Ask him to become a threesome?”
“W-what, no! I don’t like threesomes.” I shook my head. W-well, I did once have this kinky fantasy with two blonde chicks I met at a club, but that was a long time ago, before I met Noel.
“Then what? Are you going to date two people at the same time, or am I going to be just that friend with benefits?”
“You’re slightly more valuable than a friend, Joon. I guess we could call it a … l-love affair, but it’s not really love, either.” I sighed. God, I didn’t even know what our relationship was.
“I’m … f-fine if I’m that friend.” Joon quietly mumbled, but it was so quiet I didn’t hear him.
“Hm?”
“No, nothing. Forget it! Clean your ears better, you’re a singer, you should hear yourself when you perform!” He scolded me quickly and I bit my lower lip, pressing my crotch against his again. This time, his erection had slightly calmed down, but I was going to make sure that changes. The boy quietly moaned and took a shaky breath, losing that bad tone of his.
“Have you ever felt this way, Sheriff?” I purred, once again losing my cool. It’s just … whenever he moaned like this, I couldn’t keep calm. I wanted him. I wanted him so bad. Almost as bad as I wanted Noel. Or perhaps I wanted them both equally bad …
My hand moved on Joon’s crotch, pressing my palm against his member through the clothes. I began massaging it, smirking when the chief’s thighs began trembling and he squirmed from the new sensations.
“Don’t, I’ll k-kill you, A-Aiden ….”
“Your reactions are worth dying for.” I smirked, grabbing the boy’s junk through his clothes. His breath hitched and he shivered, grabbing my neck with his good hand. His nails sank in my skin, as he tried to cause me enough pain to make me let go, but I wasn’t that easy to get rid of. I had a thing for pain, especially if it was mixed with pleasure.
“A-ah, God…” He moaned, his nails clawing my skin, the way they would’ve clawed by back if we were doing something much more than this. I purred and squeezed his junk, making him cry out quietly. Joon was rock-hard … His body sought relief, even though his pride wouldn’t admit it.
Luckily for him, I was a good boy. I didn’t need to tease and break his will power before he admits he desperately wants my cock.
“Does it feel good, Sheriff? Or are you into something kinkier?” I smirked, massaging his little member, as he writhed next to me, his eyes filled with tears of pleasure, and his lips dry from his heavy breathing.
“I..It feels weird .. s-stop …”
“Look at that … you’re making wet noises already.” I purred, stroking his member through the clothes, which were now starting to make embarrassing sounds. Joon shivered, the inner side of his thighs shaking, and he quickly embraced me in a hug with his hand, moaning in my ear.
“D-..don’t say that…”
“Why, does it turn you on? Look at you, trembling in my lap… does it feel that good, Sheriff?”
“A-ah..no .. s-stop…”
“Your denial only fuels my passion …” I breathed, deciding to take it to the next level. My hand left Joon’s crotch, only to enter his boxers and embrace his little, wet member. I never expected it to be so excited, but his love juices were so much that every move my fingers made resulted in dirty sounds.
“Wow … you really are a virgin.” I smiled, kissing his earlobe. The Sheriff was now officially crying from embarrassment, his thighs opening up on their own. I had no idea how he managed to do that with his broken limbs, but he seemed to be holding up like a man, even though he was already at his limit.
“S-Shut up…I-I’ll kill you when we’re done!”
“Oh, so you want this to continue?”
“I-I … n-no, screw y-you—A-aah!”
I grabbed his little dick and bit on his earlobe, stroking it up and down. The small room we were in had filled with dirty sounds, and the temperature had risen dramatically. The white-haired boy kept writhing and moaning in my hands, practically melting. I could feel the muscles of his member tighten in my hands, ready to shoot that milky substance any moment now, and I wasn’t even surprised how fast and easy it was for the Sheriff to achieve an orgasm. He was the ultimate virgin, after all.
I’m going to have so much fun with that body …
“A-ah, Aiden, n-no, stop, I-I’m going crazy, I-I’m going to faint!”
“I’ll make sure to wake you up, Sheriff, just relax … It’s gotten so lewd now, so wet and slippery in my hand … can you feel it?” I teased, stroking it faster. He was so close now, I could feel it weeping in my hand desperately.
“A-Aiden, oh God!”
“So much for being an atheist.” I purred, as the boy in my hands finally climaxed. His whole body began shaking, as the white liquid covered my hand and his cries filled the cabinet.
Even after that powerful orgasm, Joon was still rock-hard. I suppose he needed something better, and I was more than ready to give it to him, but … I couldn’t. I had to get my little French angel’s permission first.
“A-ah…y..you are dead meat…” The Sheriff panted, unable to meet my gaze from embarrassment. He probably wanted to strangle me now, and as I regained my senses, I realized I wanted to be killed just as much. I smiled slightly and took my hand out of his pants, licking the white substance on it.
“E-Eew. I’m not kissing you soon.”
“Eh? Why, you’re disgusted of your own sperm?” I asked, licking my lips curiously.
“Of course, it’s nasty! You … you’re absolutely shameless. You’re … you’re horrible. You’re IMPOSSIBLE. You’re –“
“I’m the guy you like, yeah.” I winked.
Joon bit his lower lip and avoided my gaze with his cheeks blushing.
“I’m embarrassed you’re the guy I like.” He mumbled.
* * *
“Oh, wow. You FINALLY returned. Were you making that chocolate yourself or something?” Noel asked, irritated. I suppose I was slightly late …
“S-sorry. I-I had to do something before that …”
“What, take a crap?”
I laughed at his sense of humor, despite how annoyed he looked, and hugged him. Of course, Noel didn’t quite care for the hug. Instead, he quickly avoided it and grabbed the 99% Cocoa Dark Chocolate by Lindt from my hands and opened it, taking a little bite.
He immediately moaned in ecstasy, smiling with his eyes closed. H-He really liked it.
“Mm .. perfect.” Noel purred. He was in a hospital bed, resting until his hand recovers. It was fully bandaged and looked much better than before, but it probably still hurt him. W-well, the good news was that he didn’t seem to show much discomfort.
I smiled brightly and sat on his bed, kissing his forehead.
“Okay, who died?” Noel suddenly asked, and I blinked in confusion. I merely kissed him and he accused me of killing someone!
“I-I, no one died, why?”
“You sure about that? You’re licking my ass like I’m your boss, bringing me chocolate, kissing me, paying extra attention to me. Something must’ve happened. Am I diagnosed with cancer?”
“No, Noel, don’t even joke about that.” I scolded him.
“Then what is it? I’m not your mom, and you’re not obliged to tell me everything, but from the moment you came with the chocolate, I saw something in your eyes.”
I gulped. My heartbeat suddenly jumped and my hands became sweaty. I was planning to talk with him, yes, b-but not like this. I thought … maybe, after he’s recovered!
“W…well … Noel …” I sighed. This was going to be tough.
“What?” He curiously asked.
“What do you think about … cheating?”
Noel looked at me for a moment, after which he sighed and rolled his eyes.
“I already told you. There was NOTHING between me and Michael.”
“I-I’m not talking about him!” I frowned.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I’m talking about something else. How would you … f-feel if I were to cheat on you?”
He looked at me with his eyes squinted in mistrust, but opened them a moment after and huffed. R-Right, so far so good. He wasn’t beating me with the chocolate I bought him, so things are good for now!
“With a girl or a guy? If you did something with Cassie, I will murder you.”
“I-I don’t think you have to worry about her right now!” I gulped and lifted my hands slightly in surrender.
“Oh, so there’s another b***h, other than Cassie? Is that so, Croft?”
I gulped. Oh God, I spoke too soon. Things were NOT good anymore!
“N-No, baby, no woman would ever replace you, I-I swear!”
He smirked victoriously and laid back, relaxing. I almost pooped a little when he growled my last name. Alright, nothing’s lost yet, s-so let’s keep going …
“I-I was … wondering how would you react if I were to cheat on you with a guy.” I stuttered, feeling my vocal cords betray me. Goddarn it, my voice sounded broken.
“A guy?” Noel asked, biting a small part from the extremely pure, dark chocolate. I had no idea how he ate that thing, I’m pretty sure it tasted like burnt vegetable oil.
“Well … depends on. Of course I’d be mad, but if it’s only for sex.”
“Huh?” I raised my eyebrows. I didn’t hear this right, did I?
“Yeah, I’d be mad if you were cheating on me with a guy for sex. Am I not sexy enough? Are we not f***ing enough?”
“I-I—“
“These are the questions I’d be asking myself.” Noel continued, and I felt relieved I shouldn’t answer.
“I would feel very … useless, because if you’re running to another guy for sex, that would mean I’m not good enough anymore. And not being good enough for you is the thing that hurts me the most.”
I gulped, feeling my cheeks fill with blood. He was so honest and shameless at the same time … I’ve really chosen the right one for me.
“And if it’s something more than sex? I mean … I love you and that won’t change, you know that, b-but if there’s another guy I might feel attracted to, what would you think?”
“Well … if it’s not about sex only, and you really do fancy that guy … I would kill you.”
“W-what?!” I choked on my own saliva. Oh god, I was done for. Absolutely done for.
“Just kidding. I would … I would make sure I’m the number one in your heart. Only if I’m certain he’s the third wheel in our relationship and I’m your king, only then I would let you f**k with him.”
“S-so … basically, you would make him go through hell and back, just to be sure he won’t take your place?”
“Yes. And if he does take my place, I’ll show him what pain is.”
I coughed slightly, feeling myself overwhelmed from this conversation. Noel was really a guy I must not joke around with.
“B-But if he’s no threat to you, would you… actually let me be with him?”
Noel pondered over my question for a couple of seconds, after which he scratched his little nose with a slight frown.
“Call me an idiot, but I love you far too much to control your life. If you find happiness with that guy, then fine by me, as long as he doesn’t make you happier than I do.” He answered bitterly, crossing his hands. I almost cringed when he pressed his bandaged arm, but I suppose it didn’t hurt him that much after all.
“Done with the questions?” Noel asked.
“A-ah … w-well, almost! One more to go.” I smiled awkwardly, preparing my chin for the ultimate slap.
“And that is?”
“Would you … like to meet the guy?”
Yep. I’m pretty sure that’s where my luck ends.
AN: Phew. That one was big. Anyway, vote and comment if your heart desires. I love your comments, like, seriously. And I love your votes, too :з Makes me feel rewarded for writing these chapters.