I WANT YOU SO BAD (BoyxBoy) | ✔

3. Not so sure.

NICK’S POV

      “Bye, man.  See you tomorrow.”  Kevin said and patted my back.

       “Hmm mmm.”  I grunted, distractedly.         

       I was in my phone looking at my senior associate’s new work.  The Marlow and Mitchell firm has some damn best lawyers and I always love their passion towards the subject.  When I first got their internship, I was on cloud nine.  And now my compassion for law has increased double fold. 

       Congratulating the win on his new case, I texted my senior.  Unlike the other associates, who are cold and distant with each other, my senior and I have a pretty good rapport.  It had definitely made working there easy and exciting.

       He replied within seconds with Champagne and party emojis.

       I chuckled.  Sometimes he doesn’t act like an experienced lawyer with line of winning cases under his arm.  I knew this because, one time he overworked and was running out of the building like his head was on fire.  When I asked around, they said that he was scared of his wife getting mad at him if he worked late.  I thought it was hilarious but soon understood he was pussy whipped.  I loved his wit anyways so it doesn’t matter.  And I thought it could also be possible because Zach was already running behind Amelia even when she doesn’t need him beside her every second. 

        I replied to my associate to not get too drunk and sent it, when I heard a familiar voice.  I paused my legs and saw I was near the ‘D’ Block where most of the evening lectures happened. 

       I heard his voice again and searched from where it was coming from.  I looked around and saw two figures standing in the little emergency staircase around the building.  I moved towards them slowly and stopped behind a pillar.  I was a few feet from them and even though I couldn’t clearly hear what they were talking in their hushed whispers, I could read their demeanor pretty well and some high octave words were uttered. 

       At first Jordan was the one holding back Deacon from moving away but then when Jordan tried to sidestep him, Deacon pushed him against the wall and bumped their chests together, I clenched my teeth. 

      Clearly the masochist I was, I stood there and watched until some heated words passed between them and Deacon smashed their lips together and started kissing.  Deacon’s back was to me with Jordan’s face clear in my line of sight and he was enjoying the damn kiss.  I stomped my right foot on the ground frustrated.  He was kissing the guy who happened to be the main reason he was kicked out of his house.  I was glad that he was living with us but that doesn’t mean I wanted to see him all bruised up and bleeding.

        I must have made some sound because Jordan’s eyes pop opened still kissing Deacon.  My mouth parted when he continued kissing him while looking deep in my eyes.  I held my breath and imagined him kissing me with same passion, my crotch started to tingle. 

       Unable to hold in that dirty thought I backed away from the pillar.  Jordan’s eyes stalked my movements as I took a step back and I glared at him for good measure before turning back and jogging towards the nearest exit so I could be as far away from Jordan as possible. 

      I felt like a goddamn idiot to try to coax him into trying to do something with me when I clearly see that he is with Deacon.  It’s not like I didn’t knew he was with him before, but I thought it was just casual with them but now I couldn’t comprehend anything.

      My skin crawled when I thought about doing something to him when he was not clearly into it.  Wow, when did I become like this?  My face heated with embarrassment as I walked towards where I parked my car.

       When I thought about going back to the apartment, my stomach revolted and I dismissed the idea immediately.  I reversed the car from park and drove through the familiar way towards my favourite destination to clear my head a little.

……

       It was little over eight when I came home after my internship.  The apartment was empty apart from the sleeping figure on the couch.  I knew it was Jordan instantly because he took a liking towards that thing and would always be found there.  And also, I knew Amelia and Zach have gone to a date. 

       They do this on weekends so that no students or Zach’s colleagues will be sober enough to notice them.  And they do take a long trip.

       I silently trekked towards the kitchen and made myself a cup of coffee because I had a couple of assignments to complete which was due the next Monday.  Because our team had a match on Sunday, I had to complete them before then and I didn’t want to push the work over to the next day.   

        Taking my laptop out of the bag, I loosened my tie and walked over to the sectional sofa and placed my laptop in the coffee table in front of it.  I wanted to walk over to the kitchen immediately but Jordan’s sleeping form just beckoned me. 

       The shadows from the TV danced across Jordan’s face in colours.  His pouty lips jutted out of his mouth with his lashes brushing across his flushed cheeks.  He looked mouth-watering. 

      The kiss between Deacon and him happened three days ago but I still couldn’t stop thinking about it.  My brain didn’t get the memo that Jordan belonged to some other man because it kept on pushing blood to my dick whenever I was near him.  And I have not even seen him half naked despite him living here. 

       My eyes automatically descend on Jordan’s body and I cursed myself for doing so.  He was wearing a jumper and a pair of shorts which hugged his thigh muscles.  I couldn’t take my eyes off him.  When the brewed coffee smell hit me, I knew it was time to stop creeping on Jordan and do my work.

       I poured hot coffee in my mug and made my way towards the TV and switched it off.  I didn’t want anymore distractions, the way the lights hit on Jordan will be distraction enough that I wouldn’t complete my works, so for my sanity I turned it off.

       Relaxing against the sectional sofa I placed my legs on the coffee table and started working on my recent assignment.  I tuned Jordan out and really started concentrating on my work because every five minutes my eyes snagged on his sleeping form.

     When I was halfway through my second assignment my body started cramping.  So, I stretched my feet on the ground before lifting both my hands in the air.  The button-down shirt I was wearing for the internship stretched across my body and air freely flowed towards the bottom of my shirt.  I heard a hitch in the breath and snapped my eyes towards Jordan.  He was still laying down but his eyes were wide watching every single movement of mine.

      “Fuck.”  I cursed when my laptop started sliding off my lap.  My fingers caught the edge part of the laptop and Jordan was there suddenly, his palm enclosing my fingers and his other hand on my thigh for his support because he was kneeling. 

       Both of our actions stopped abruptly.  His eyes snapped to mine when he closed the laptop, his hand still on my thigh, I just hoped that I wouldn’t pop a wood in an embarrassingly quick time.  His pink tongue peeked out of his mouth and he licked his bottom lip, heat cackled around me.

      Is that my wishful thinking or do I see the same heated lust in his eyes as mine?

- VV 🧡🍂

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