I Hate Marshal Yun (Boy × Boy)

Chapter Ten

I was absolutely insanely furious about what happened at the game and the fact that it put me out of hocky for the rest of the season.

And you'd think that would be the biggest thing that I was upset about but it wasn't.

I was pissed beyond comprehension because of what that douche bad said. I wouldn't have been too mad if it were just about me. But I know exactly why he said it and that was because of Keaton.

If I wasnt in a wheel chair that bastard would have been dead meat.

Unfortunately because of my broken ribs I couldn't apply the pressure needed to walk with crutches so I was confined to a chair.

I should have been mad that he accused me of being gay but there I was wanting to protect Keaton because he didn't deserve for people to look at him like he was some scum of the earth. Keaton was a good guy, and for some reason it bothered me that they did this because I was with him.

My father called Keaton early on Monday morning to ask if he could push me around at school all day. It was obvious that my parents liked Keaton more than my friends and that suddenly wasn't such a bad thing to me.

Before I would have been devastated to be seen with him all day at school but now I was actually relieved that it was him instead of one of my so called friends.

Had one of them been in charge of pushing around school who knows how many classes I'd be late to or how many walls I'd ram into.

On this morning my dad chose to drive both of us to school so that I wouldn't have to wait for him to arrive. I let Keaton lift me out of the car and help me into my chair. He was actually quite strong not that I ever assumed he were weak, but it still surprised me.

I probably could have managed to transfer myself into the chair but I wanted Keaton to think he was being a big help because I knew it would give him purpose.

When we got to our first class I heard a few of my "friends" snicker at us from the hallway.

"Ignore them please. They're just jealous I get a personal servant and they don't."

"Wow I'm glad I could be of service." Now I was the one laughing.

"I'd always accept your services." Oops that may have sounded a bit wrong. Thankfully Keaton doesn't really get dirty jokes. I still blushed regardless and then questioned why I was doing so.

"So do you want to come work on the our math homework tonight? My dad could always take you back home when it gets late."

He smiled. "You mean like to hang out the entire night?"

"Sure if that's what you'd like. It's not like I have anywhere to be."

The day passed slowly in anticipation, not that I really knew what I was anticipating.

Finally my dad arrived at school to pick us up and we watched stupid tic toks on my phone from the backseat.

Every time Keaton giggled from beside me it made me feel warm on the inside, and that feeling confused me. I brushed it off to be that i just really enjoyed his company and perhaps that he reminded me a bit of my sister.

Our homework took nearly an hour for us to get through even though we split it in half between the two of us. Though this honestly didn't bother me because I was doing it with him. It didn't matter what we were doing I just wanted to be in his company.

"You know Keaton I think you might have won me over."

"So you finally love me?!"

"No I won't let you win that easily, but I guess this means that you can call me your friend."

He laughed. "You guess?"

I rolled my eyes. "Don't make me regret this."

We looked eachother in the eyes for a moment. I knew it probably meant absolutely nothing to Keaton and it was probably just awkward eye contact for him but to me It was entirely unsettling because it felt good to have his attention like that, better than I want to admit.

We decided to play a game of chess against eachother and order wings for delivery on doordash.

We sat and ate while we played more funny videos and quoted popular tik toks until it started to get dark.

Then he offered to get me ready for bed and i could have just asked my dad to do it and called it a night but I wasn't quite ready to let go of his company.

"You don't have to do this you know."

"This is what friends are supposed to do."

I accepted that because that's all this was to me and nothing more.

He helped me take my shirt off and helped me into my bed and then he surprised me by pulling a book out of his bag and setting it between us.

"This is my favorite book ever. It's called 'The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde'. Perhaps you would enjoy a bedtime story. This is what my mom used to read to me when I didn't feel well."

"Is that why you brought it with you, in case I didn't feel well." Fuck that was undeniably adorable.

"Yeah." And this time he blushed.

We read and read until it was almost eleven at night and I never wanted him to stop. His voice was made to read and it sounded so perfect. If I were gay I would have probably even found it beautiful.

When we finally stopped I thought for a moment. "Sometime I feel like I switch between being this really good person specifically when I'm with my sister and with you now, and being this evil Mr. Hyde when I'm around the wrong people."

"You know you don't have to turn into someone you're not just to fit into a certain crowd. I know you're really a decent person when you are being genuine."

I smiled and bunped my shoulder into his side. "I know Keaton. I'm just afraid of change. I'm afraid of losing all of those friends even if they don't really know me like you do."

"I know." He rubbed my shoulder.

"Welp I'll call my dad to take you home now."

It wasn't long after that when Keaton left me feeling lonely in my bed. I wanted more of him even though I had him for an entire night already. Being with him shouldn't have felt so right but for some reason it did.