[Ellis's PoV]

I INITIATED TO ATTEND TO UNCLE BO IN THE MEANTIME BECAUSE I WANNA HAVE SOME ALONE TIME WITH HARU.

Bitch, of course, all of you would agree that I would like to snatch my Waffle a couple of minutes away from the harsh reality of the competition. Well, right now, Uncle Bo is treated well by the medical staff. It seemed that the snowflake that pierced through Uncle Bo's arm contained some magic that absorbs all the body's function to cool down, so he's been in heat for quite a time. I mean… Not that kind of "in heat" you're thinking. I just can't find the word for it. Maybe super hot? Or… Ugh. Whatever. He's warm.

Haru faced Dakarai and asked him, "How is he doing?"

"We're counteracting the magic with science. We injected a couple of vials that would neutralize his body temperature, but it will gradually take effect, so we have to monitor him for a couple of hours, or worse, days. It's a good thing that one of the twins removed the snowflake before its magic reached his vital organs. He's still warm, but we can beat this. He will have to be unconscious for a long time," Dakarai explained.

"We'll be here until the twins end their match. It's a double match, so hopefully they're done in less than an hour," Haru said.

"Perfect. We need to get back to the arena. I will ask one or two of my staff to assist and monitor Mr. Marasigan in case a seizure occurs. If there's anything odd or suspicious about his reactions, please press the button on the headboard. I will attend to him immediately," Dakarai said.

"Thanks, Dakarai," I said, as Dakarai and the rest of the staff left. Only an unconscious Uncle Bo, Haru, and I were left in the infirmary.

"So… Why did you come with me here?" In the first place, I volunteered myself to see Uncle Bo, in the hopes that I can be alone with Haru. He took the bait and it didn't take five seconds for him to join me. Tactics.

"Don't you want me to come with you here? I can go now," Haru gestured to stand up, but he didn't do it.

"Up to you," I said. Yaaaaas, momma. Reverse psychology, bitch.

"Nah, I know the twins will do well in their match," Haru just sat on the chair comfortably. He's been bumping my elbows, though.

I gestured to place my hand next to him and see if he's gonna touch it or something. Boy, I hope he does.

Then… our pinkies accidentally touched.

I pulled my hand quickly, but he grabbed it and held it with fingers intertwined. I just bit my lower lip, because, bitch, I could've screamed the shit out of me and Uncle Bo might be startled and say, "Who the hell woke me up?"

"So… Why are you holding my hand?"

"Don't you want me to do it?" He tried to loosen his grip. I did too, but he pulled my hand and held it tighter, but not too constricting.

"You like it too, so stop asking like you don't want me to do it," Haru hissed.

"I didn't say anything," I noncommittally replied.

He groaned, then asked, "So how do you feel right now?"

"Same as always," I responded.

"Which is?"

"Horny," then I grinned.

"You're always horny?" Haru wondered. "And what are you thinking when you're horny, pray tell?"

"Pray tell?" I said. "Are you watching Pose?"

"No, it's an archaic phrase meaning 'do tell'," Haru explained. "So what is it?"

"Why do I need to tell you?" I defensively said.

Haru moved towards my ear. This guy! He really knew where to attack me. "I want you to think of me when you're horny."

I blew raspberries. "We can't be sure of that."

"Why not? Think of me!" Haru ordered.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, power top! Slow down," I said. "I mean, it just comes naturally. I can't force it."

"You're so unfair," Haru let go of my hand like a child threw his favorite toy car.

I squinted my eyes on him, because, bitch, I smell something fishy. "Unfair?"

Haru began to whisper his nasty thoughts in my ear, "Ever since we did it, I can't stop thinking about it. I wanna go to your room every single time I can to take you away and do it again with you. I've been thinking a lot of positions on how we can do it, that could be different from last time. I wanna see you naked again. I wanna taste your lips once more, with the taste of your cum or my cum in there."

Okay, keep 'em comin', honey.

"Well… I must be ready for the next round. I can't fool around. Who knows, the Queens team will be called on Friday," I said as an excuse, but you know what I am doing. Boy, it's fun to see him run in circles on the palm of my head.

Haru groaned. "I'm having an erection right now, and I can't do something about it!"

Oh, what a torture. Bitch, I may be worse than Karo. "Calm down, Waffle. We need to attend to Uncle Bo right now."

"This is why I don't wanna be alone with you," Haru grabbed my hand and locked his fingers with me, and subtly brushed it to his erection. Well, I guess, that should work for now.

"Oh, boy, you're really hard…" I gulped. It's pulsating. I can feel the tremors of his big dick from his pants. I wanna go and grab it from there, but Uncle Bo is sleeping soundly here, and the staff might come in.

Haru just sighed and said, "We'll have to wait for another moment we'll be alone."

"Yeah. Don't think about it too much. Calm down, Waffle," I commented.

"Okay, Waffle," he then raised my hand and planted a small kiss near the thumb.

Child… What was that?

I let go of his hand and I stood up. I whispered to him and said, "So, what was that all about?"

He followed where I was standing. "What do you mean?"

I inhaled deeply as I muster the courage to ask him this, "You're holding my hand and kissing it. You're calling me Waffle. You're fantasizing about sex with me. What's happening here, Haru?"

"I… Ah… I am… attracted to you?" Haru uttered.

"You're not even sure?" The tone of my voice was a little high when I said that.

He held my hand softly. "No, no, no. I mean, I am sure that I am attracted to you, but if you're asking me what this is between us, I don't know it yet, because I never had something like this. Can you please understand me, Ellis? Everything I'm experiencing right now is new to me. If there's only a 'one size fits all' self-help book that can explain all of this, I would have read it so I can be more understanding of you as well."

"Well, I know another 'one size fits all' thing too," I joked. I couldn't imagine how hard it would be for him to do all of this, but I can see he's trying so hard, so I'm gonna give him credit for it.

He chuckled. "I must ask. How about you? When did you realize that you like men?"

"I've been like this ever since," I answered.

"So, you've never been with a woman?"

I just smiled faintly. "I like women, but not sexually. I can love them like a sister, like a friend, like a partner, but I don't know if I can put my dick inside their vaginas."

"Well, most of I've been with have tight holes," Haru commented.

"Ugh," I groaned. I could never imagine my peen in that hole. Yuck!

"But you know what… No vagina could beat your mouth," Haru complimented. Boy, I'm really flattered.

"Why?"

"If there's something that I can do all day, it's to sit and be blown by someone. F/ucking is okay, but I prefer blowjobs," Haru confessed.

"Well, that's my expertise," I proudly said.

He nodded. "That might be the reason I can't stop thinking about it."

"So, you're just gonna use me for sex? Like all the other men who have been with me? A slam piece all over again…" Cue in dramatic music, bitches!

Haru sighed and said, "Ellis, I told you, whatever this is right now, I'm still figuring it out. I just want to ask for your wide understanding and I hope you're gonna be there every step of the way. Can you do that for me?"

I know I have issues, but his internal conflict just started, and it's because of me, so I think it's unfair if I just let him figure it out alone. He's a lucky guy, as I've never had anyone to figure that out when I'm in that stage. Maybe that's what I'm envious of.

But is it a reason to be envious of him?

In the first place, do I have to be envious of him?

Can I just be happy with what we're having right now?

"Sure, Waffle," I gladly said. "It's just that I'm tired of being someone's sex object. I want to experience love too, and I promise, I'm not gonna push you to it. I want it to come out naturally from you, you know."

"Got it, Waffle," he whispered. "So… We can call each other Waffle?"

"It's a must," I winked at him and we both sat down again, looking at Uncle Bo. Then, he took my hand again and put it on his erection.

Child… He's hard again…

I love it!