《From My Enemy to My Love (bxb)》Chapter 27
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Chet Watakeekul
I dreamed of him again, only this time he was hovering over me kissing me everywhere. Everywhere. And then he was inside me, our two bodies moving together as one. It filled me with such pleasure that my entire being tingled.
I woke hard and aching only I wasn't back in my room at home. I was on the road sharing a room with Mateo. Blood rushed to my cheeks from embarrassment and I glanced at Mateo hoping he would still be asleep. His eyes were closed. His breathing was deep.
It was difficult to walk, but I managed to get into the bathroom. I pulled my clothes off hurriedly and got into the shower. I turned the knob all the way to cold. It didn't work. I couldn't stop thinking about him, about his golden eyes that burned into my soul, about his lips on mine...and other places. I turned the knob to a comfortable heat and wrapped my hand around myself. I began to pump as I thought of his body over me, inside me, moving. I imagined the dream again and again until I came. My cum washed away with the water. I quickly washed my hair and body, rinsed off and turned off the shower. I dried off and quickly got dressed.
When I stepped out of the bathroom, Mateo was still deep asleep. I checked the time on my phone and then I went and shook Mateo's shoulder.
"Wake up, Mateo. The bus leaves in half an hour."
His eyes flashed open and he sprang out of the bed and into the bathroom. I gathered my phone charger and changed out of my pajamas into street clothes. Mateo came out of the bathroom rubbing his eyes and yawned loudly.
"I thought you set your alarm on your phone," I said. "That's why I didn't set mine."
"I did set it," he said groggily. He picked up his phone and navigated through it. "Oh," he said.
"What?"
"I set it for 6:30 p.m. instead of a.m."
I finished packing my bag and zipped it closed.
"Do you have any plans with Alex today?" I asked.
"Lunch," Mateo said. He quickly changed clothes. "He is going to meet Vincent later tonight."
"That's good," I said careful to sound nonchalant about it. In reality I was ecstatic that Alex was talking to Vincent again. Vincent must be happy.
Mateo threw his clothes haphazardly into his bag. We got to the bus in time and found seats. It wasn't like it would leave without us, but we would get scolded. He sat next to Jimmy. I sat behind him next to Devon. I liked this arrangement. Unlike Mateo, Devon wouldn't snoop when I texted Vincent.
Me: Do you want to get lunch 2day
I received a response almost immediately
Favoriteentrepreneur: Yes. Should I pick you up?
Me: My dad might recognize your car. Pick me up around the NE corner at 1
Favoriteentrepreneur: CU then. Congratulations on the game.
Me: TY
Devon tousled my hair. It was only then that I realized I was smiling. He didn't ask any questions though. Instead, he turned his attention back to the window. That had to have been the longest bus ride ever and then I had to take a public bus from the university to home.
"I'm home," I said as I walked in the door.
Kannika rushed out of the bedroom with a yaoi manga in her hand. She threw her arms around my neck in a tight hug. "Congratulations," she said.
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"Thanks," I said.
Mom and dad were there behind her.
"All right," my dad said as he pried her arms off me. "It's our turn."
As soon as Kannika had taken a step back, my mom took her place. "I'm so proud of you," she said and I knew she meant more than just soccer.
"Thanks, mom."
"What's that? A comic?" my dad asked Kannika as my mom continued to hug me.
Kannika hid the manga behind her back and then must have realized how obvious that seemed, because she brought it back in front of her. She had it turned so my dad couldn't see the two men kissing on the front cover.
"Just a manga," she said innocently.
"Hug your son," my mom said to my dad as she stepped away from me and went beside Kannika.
My dad hugged me. He said something, but I completely missed it as I was concentrating on Kannika's and my mom's whispered conversation.
"Which one is it?" my mom whispered.
Kannika showed her the cover.
"Let me read it later," my mom said.
Kannika nodded, smiled and rushed back to her room.
My dad pulled away from me and looked at me expectantly. I had no idea what he just said to me.
"Thanks," I said.
He smiled so it must have been an appropriate response. "Should we go out for lunch in celebration?" my dad asked. He looked from my mom to me waiting for one of us to respond.
"I already made lunch plans with some friends. How about dinner?" I said.
"Dinner it is," my dad said.
"Let's try that new barbeque place," my mom said. She took my dad's arm and guided him away.
I went into my bedroom and set my bag down. I took out my phone and looked at the time. Not close enough to 1. Maybe I should have made the plans for earlier.
I put my phone in my pocket and knocked on Kannika's open bedroom door. She was on her bed reading the manga. She moved her hand so the manga wasn't directly in front of her face and looked at me, but didn't say anything.
"Do you want to play a game for a little bit?" I asked.
She dropped the manga onto her quilt and jumped from her bed. She rushed passed me into the living room where she turned on the game console. I followed her and she handed me a controller. My dad came back into the living room soon after and we traded off the controllers so we each had a turn.
At the moment, my dad and Kannika were playing together and I watched them. I noticed my mom go into Kannika's room, sit on her bed and start reading the manga. My family was a bunch of kids.
When it was almost 1:00, I left the house. I rounded the corner and saw Vincent's silver car. I also saw Mr. Miller raking the leaves in his yard staring suspiciously at Vincent's car.
"Hello Mr. Miller," I called out to him and waved when he saw me.
He smiled when he saw me. "Hello there, Chet. Congratulations on your match yesterday."
"Thank you."
I opened the passenger side door, but didn't get in right away.
"This is my friend," I called out to Mr. Miller because I knew he was as nosey as I was. "He's the son of my dad's boss so I told him to pick me up around the corner so my dad wouldn't have to be reminded of work today."
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Mr. Miller nodded sagely. "You're a very thoughtful son."
I got into the car and closed the door. I waved to Mr. Miller as we drove off.
Vincent gave me a curious look before he turned his eyes back to the road.
"Now he won't bother to mention it to anyone," I said. "It doesn't look suspicious anymore, just a son taking an extra step to make his dad comfortable for the day. Nothing interesting there. Nothing to gossip about."
"I see," Vincent said. "He had been blatantly staring at me before you arrived."
"He was probably wondering if he should report you to the police. He's nosey."
Vincent gave me a side glance, but didn't say anymore about it.
"You listened to my game then?"
"Yes," he smiled. "You scored the first point."
For some reason, it made me incredibly happy that he would listen to my game.
"When is your next home game?"
"Saturday," I said.
"I'll come watch it."
"I heard you are going to see Alex tonight," I said.
"Yes. He sent me a text a few days ago saying he wanted to meet, but hasn't responded to my texts yet. He does that when he thinks you've wronged him. Which I did. He'll ignore you for hours to days depending on how much you hurt him. Sometimes he doesn't even tell you what you did wrong and if you don't know you're supposed to figure it out yourself. I love him like a brother, but he is a little frustrating sometimes."
"That's too much effort to stay angry," I said. "I just tell someone outright if I'm mad or if they've wronged me and if they don't change, then I just cut them out of my life. It's a lot easier for my peace of mind."
He took me to the greek restaurant near the university. We both ordered gyros.
"Can I ask you something?" Vincent asked. I was almost finished eating by that point. I really needed to learn to slow down. Who was I kidding? That wasn't going to happen.
"Of course," I said.
"Are you sure you are demisexual and just not gay?"
That wasn't what I had expected.
"I've been surrounded by young men in locker rooms for many years," I said. "I've never once been attracted to any of them."
"But you said you hated me. Wouldn't you have to be friends with me first to be attracted to me if you are demisexual? We weren't friends."
"That's why I said I wasn't sure if I was demisexual, but still I did have strong feelings for you."
"You hated me," he stated.
"No," I said. "I just said that because you said you hated me. I didn't hate you. I wanted to be your friend. I saw how dedicated you were to your friends even though you went about protecting them in the wrong way. There was a sadness in your eyes that never left and I wanted to ease your pain. There was a hesitation in you that wouldn't allow you to open up to new people even though a part of you wanted to. Your golden eyes would haunt me because of the sadness contained in them. And your eyes are so beautiful it's impossible to forget them."
He stiffened when I mentioned his eyes and pain flashed through him, but when I said his eyes were beautiful, his expression softened.
The server came and brought our check, but told us there was no rush. I put some cash down on the bill to pay for my half. Vincent did the same for his half.
I slid my arm along the table and rested my head on it as I watched Vincent. "Has no one ever told you that your eyes are beautiful?" I asked him.
He put his arm on the table and rested his head on it like I was so we were staring directly at each other from across the table.
"Some," he said, "but they never meant it."
"I mean it," I said.
"I know," he said quietly.
The noise of plates clattering, wrappers rustling and people talking seemed to fade away as I stared in his eyes. I had always thought in movies and t.v. shows when that happened that it was cheesy and obviously fake and nothing like that really happened in people's lives, but here it was.
There was sometimes a moment on the field during a game when you were connected with your teammates. You didn't have to say anything, you didn't have to give signals. There was just an energy, a knowledge, that passed between you and you knew what the other was going to do and you setup to be ready for the play and vice versa.
This was that moment between me and Vincent, but the energy was more intense than anything I had felt on the field. I couldn't help but think of my dream - of his lips on me - of his body on me. The intense energy between us electrified that desire. I could see it in his eyes, feel it in the waves coming off him. The desire was clear in his eyes as I was sure it was in mine and as it passed between us it intensified to an extraordinary thirst, yearning, eagerness. I needed him.
A hand came down between us and picked up the cash and check. "I'll be right back with your change," the server said.
The connection between me and Vincent wasn't broken, but I was aware of everyone else around us now. They were invading our time together - even though we were in public and trying to keep our relationship secret.
Vincent swallowed hard, but didn't say anything as he stood up and started walking towards the exit.
"Your change," the server called after him.
"Keep it," I said as I followed Vincent.
Vincent veered before he reached the door and went into the men's bathroom instead. I hesitated for only the briefest of moments before I followed him. The bathroom smelled of lemon and looked like it has just been cleaned.
The two stall doors were open and no one was at the urinals. We were alone. He stepped into one of the stalls. I followed him. He shut the door behind me. As soon as he did, my arms reached for him as his reached for me. Our lips crashed together in an intense kiss. My arms squeezed around his neck drawing him closer to me. His arms around my waist crushed me to him. The desire, ache and fire shot throughout me as we kissed. We paused briefly to catch our breaths. His warm breath touched my mouth as if even his breath wanted to kiss me.
My arms tightened around his neck pulling him those few inches to my mouth to continue our kiss. My tongue darted between our open mouths just as his did the same as if we were still connected enough that our beings and minds moved as one. His hot, wet tongue set new flames and desires through me. I was becoming semi hard and strongly suspected he was too. My hands fisted in his hair as his moved down below my waist over the curves of my butt.
The bathroom door opened and we pulled our mouths and tongues away from each other. I tried to keep my breathing quiet. I hadn't realized how heavy it had gotten until then.
Footsteps shuffled across the bathroom to the direction of the urinals. There was a shhh sound as someone peed, then washed their hands and left the bathroom.
Vincent smirked. "Let's go," he said. He opened the stall door. Before we made it to the bathroom door, I stopped him and ran my fingers through the back of his hair. I had messed up his hair, the least I could do was fix it.
He looked down at me and smiled. "I really like you, Chet," he said.
"I like you too."
We exited the bathroom before anyone else could come in and he took me home. He dropped me off the same place he picked me up. Mr. Miller was no longer in his front yard. I waved at Vincent as he pulled away.
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