Honey (BxB)

~100~

Dylan

I lazily threw the empty pill bottles in the trash. It was just painkillers and nothing more. I felt it was totally unnecessary to take the medicine. My bruises have already healed. The medicines lasted for almost two weeks.

Two weeks.

It's been two weeks since we went to the doctor. My tests all came back negative but the doctor told me to come back if the injuries don't heal. It wasn't that bad anyways.

I asked Jake for some space. I couldn't say it to his face so I texted him. He was worried that he did something wrong again but I assured him nothing was wrong. I just wanted some space so I can get rid of my feelings for him because him being so close wasn't helping at all.

Jake was reluctant to agree without knowing the cause but he did it after I told him sternly.

I was glad that we didn't have to go back to the doctor. The doctor was nice. I don't know why Jake was all uncomfortable around him even though he's the one who selected the doctor.

I remember being nervous when I went there to take the tests. The first thing he told me when we were alone was to strip. I froze when I heard the words.

I would have fainted from panic if he didn't tell me it was for the test and that he was asexual. It was embarrassing.

I sighed as I walked to the kitchen. I need some hot chocolate to recharge my energy. All the assignments exhausted the fuck out of me.

Fuck college.

Seriously, fuck it.

I don't even know why I took it.

"Hmm…. " I stood there looking at the cabinets. "What hot chocolate should I make?" I took out the dark chocolate and broke it into pieces. "Wait, do I have cornstarch?" I searched the cabinet and smiled when I saw it in there.

We'll go with the Italian then.

I took out the saucepan and put it on the stove to heat it. "Next milk… " I poured the milk into the pan before taking a small bowl. "Now some cornstarch…..and cocoa powder, " I said to myself as I put them in the bowl. I added less cornstarch because I didn't want it to be so thick.

"Some milk and then whisk whisk whisk whisk… " I made the mixture into a cream.

"Then dump it in the pan,"  I smiled. "I should become a cooking show host,"

I cleared my throat. "Hello, guys! Our hot chocolate is getting ready yay…..! Wait— is that how they talk? That's weird, "

"Well, next add some sugar ladies….or um.. gentlemen or non-binary people or—well let's just add some damn sugar, "

I frowned. "How do the hosts say these things?" I should watch more cooking videos.

"Now, whisk whisk whisk again, " I stirred the mixture until it slightly thickened. "OK, now let's dump the dark chocolate in it and then whisk whisk again, "

I waited for a few minutes before pouring the hot chocolate into a cup. "Wow…. Look at that thic baaabe, let's put some whipped cream on her." I paused. "Wait, that came out as pervy, "

I moaned as I sipped on the hot chocolate. "Hmm…. perfect,"

The sudden beep of the doorbell made me jump and almost spill my hot chocolate all over my body. I frowned as I turned to look at the digital clock on the wall.

12.28 AM

"Who in the hell is disturbing me at this time of the night!" I groaned as I put my glass of hot choco down. "Oh no, what if it's a robber? Are they targeting me because I live alone? Oh my god!" I frantically looked around. "What do I do?!"