[edited] ZeRoyalChaos - The Truth

C 21

-Chapter 21-

- Chilled's POV-

It was dark by the time Ze and I split off from the other two. I'm contemplating holding myself back once we get to my apartment. I'm not sure, I glanced at him, I don't want to hurt him. Well, as least in the ways that mattered. Ze glanced back at me,

"am I going the right way?"

I hummed lightly; he has no idea what's in stock with me. I should make the most of it. At least till he realises. I quickened my step, wrapping my arm coolly around his shoulders pulling him close to me,

"I was thinking," as I do a lot, "how'd ya feel about sleeping together?"

"What?" he blurted looking to meet my teasing gaze, so cute.

"You know, in the same bed," I continued simply, "oh, wait, did you think, I meant," his face grew redder regardless of the coldness setting in, I tutted, "who knew you had such a dirty mind."

Ze furrowed his brows before purposely bumping into me, it was fun playing with him,

"who knew you had such a dirty mouth?"

What? I thought he'd stay under my thumb a little longer, but I see now. He has a kick to him. Perfect. I grinned,

"just the right amount for you."

"Gonna wash it out with soap," Ze muttered under his breath before stopping, "is this it?"

Ah, right, my flat. I nodded, leading Ze into the building and up the copious number of stairs, leaving Ze panting lightly as we reached my door. I threw him a glance upon opening the flat,

"we can work on the stamina together," before Ze had any time to retaliate I slipped through hoping to put space between us.

The door slammed behind him, as I begun to pull off my coat along with my shoes.

"You know," Ze raised his voice from the kitchen, huh, "if you want me to move in, you're gonna have to tidy up a bit, and," his voice faded out, and what? "and actually, go through your fridge once a while, no way, three weeks ago? Anthony," he can say that again.

The way he sounded like he was lecturing me, yet his voice was so soft and calm. Made me want to eat him up. I sneaked my way into the kitchen, Ze speaking to himself as he grabbed a drink. The moment he reached up towards the cupboard, his jacket lifted to reveal his abdomen. He's like a doe. So serene yet enticing. I made my way to him, snaking my arms around his waist,

"so, what's your answer?"

I needed to know. Ze took a short breath before settling into my embrace,

"you really think you can handle me?"

That sounds like a challenge.

"I wouldn't ask otherwise," I muttered, sneaking my still-cold hands under his jacket, "I'll even tidy the place up, and we can," I nestled my head into his neck, "go grocery shopping together," people do that, right? "I might even let you help decorate, so you feel," I perked my lips, brushing against his skin, "at home."

A staggered breath left Ze's lips, speechless already?

"I, think," Ze started to speak as he shifted in my grasp turning to face me, his doe eyes eager to meet mine, "we should sleep," that's not exactly what I was hoping for.

Nonetheless, I shouldn't force myself upon him. I stepped back from him, my hands lingering on his waist, my senses were tingling, all I wanted to do devour his small, sweet stature.