《Bestfriend as a Mate》F I V E
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Warmth.
Sercure.
Safe.
Were a few things I felt as I woke up the next morning. Cuddling deeper into my bed, I hear a soft moan behind me. Grumbling I turn onto my stomach snuggling into my pillow.
Trying to get a few more minutes of sleep, I grumble as I feel something on my face. It felt soft and sort of wet.
Popping open my eyes, I see Augustus kissing my cheek. Freaking out, I fall out of the bed screaming. "What the fuck are you doing in my bed you pervert?! Get out! Get out!" I yell at him as I scramble on the floor to cover myself up with my blanket.
Augustus yawned as he moved out of the bed revealing his boxer brief clad form. "Why are you only in fucking boxers?!" I yelled at him again.
"Baby boy, its too early in the morning for your yelling now please. Lets just go back to bed." Augustus groaned as he simply walked to me, picking me up and placed me on the bed.
Crossing my arms, I resist as I try to move away from this...this intruder.
Feeling Augustus turning my head with his fingers, I glare at him.
"Baby, I know. But you said you would let me earn your heart. I want to stay true to that, now please go to sleep." Augustus humms pressing a kiss to my forehead making me pull back.
"I don't get why you insist to invade my personal space. I don't know one thing about you. Why can't you bother someone else?" I groan turning my back to him moving away from Augustus as far as he would let me.
"Why are you like this? You barely smile or even laugh. It's like you can't have fun." Augustus noted making me tense up.
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"Have you ever lost someone that meant the world to you? Because until then you can stay the fuck away from me." I say deadly serious as I get up going into the bathroom taking a seat on the floor.
Letting loose a sigh, I rest my head on my arms as I curl up. Jesus, he just had to bring it up. I haven't laughed or smiled much since Gus disappeared. Augustus being here is just making it worse.
He's so confusing. He acts like he cares for me. He acts like he wants me. But something is keeping me from trusting him at all. I feel like he's keeping something big from me.
I would be lying if I said I didn't find him attractive or that I liked his personality. I liked the way he called me baby boy. I liked when hr worried over me. But I can't let him in, I can't get attached to him because then he'll leave. Just like Gus.
Through all my thinking, I hadn't noticed I was crying. Wiping my tears away, I just sit on the floor trying to remember better days. Days when I could smile freely, laugh without a care, have fun with no one to bother me.
***
"...Mom my mate won't even notice me. He avoids me. I don't what I'm doing wrong. When I try to touch him, he pushes me away. When I try to talk to him, he walks away or turns his back to me. Yoshi won't even call me Gus." I heard Augustus say into a phone as I woke up finding myself in my bathroom.
What was he talking about a mate? He doesn't sound English or Australian at all. But the way he was talking it sounded like a bit more than friends. And why would I call him Gus. My Gus was my bestfriend. Not him.
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Getting up, not caring that I only had a pair of boxer briefs on, I open the door grabbing Augustus attention. "Why are you talking about me and what is a mate?" I ask crossing my arms over my chest.
Seeing his eyes raking down my finger to my legs, I groan. "Hey, eyes up here. Now answer my questions." I say firmly.
"I don't think its time yet. If I tell you now, you'll resent me." Augustus says fearfully.
Sighing, I feel my heart melting as I see the fear in those dark brown eyes. "Jeez, if you ask me a question I'll answer only if you do the same in return." I say as I go to my dresser and slip on some basketball shorts and a shirt.
"Okay. I can agree to that." Augustus says looking happy that I'm talking to him and not just yelling at him. Taking a seat on my bed, Augustus of course came and sat beside me on the bed.
"Why do you feel the need to be so close to me all the time?" I ask fighting hard to resist the urge to lean against him.
"Because even if you don't believe me right now know I love you with all that I have Yoshi Huey Shiro. I know it sounds crazy and maybe even like pedophilia but I would never purposely cause you harm or hurt you. " Augustus said leaning closer as I tried to determine if he was telling the truth or not.
But just looking into those eyes of his he didn't hold even a spark of lying. They were overflowing with honesty and dare I say....love. Making this realization, my eyes go wide as I turn away blushing harshly.
How could this attractive man be in love with me?
"Ummm thanks I guess." I say awkwardly turning away from him rubbing my knees. Feeling a hand over mine, I see his completely engulfing mine. "So why don't you call me by my name or even a nick name?" Augustus asks making me sigh.
"Bluntly. The only person I call Gus is my bestfriend was my dog. He was my only friend but he left." I say truthfully.
"Oh. Well I can be your bestfriend. We can be friends working our way up to lovers." Augustus says casually as I stare at him wide eyed.
"Anyway, why are you here?" I ask.
"For you baby boy. I came to claim what's mine." Augustus says casually as I snatched myself away from him growing angry.
"I'm not a object to be kept. You and I have no claim on each other. I can date, fuck, or even marry whoever the hell I wa-" I say to him but before I realized he had me pinned to the wall forcing the wind out my lungs
Augustus's eyes had darkened considerably. But I couldn't focus on that as Augustus was screaming something that sounded so possessive and dark. Suddenly I felt something piercing my neck.
I couldn't even think the scream as I couldn't get no air in my lungs as at. As much as I try to fight it, I fall unconscious.
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