Bad buddy one shots

9.5

Waking up, Pran felt as if he had had the best night of sleep in his entire life. His bed had never felt so warm and for some reason he had never felt so secure. It was only when he opened his eyes and came face to face with Pat's sleeping face that the previous night's event came crashing down on him. 

No way.

Pran could feel his heart drop as he realised what he had done. How stupid could he be? He had fallen right into Pat's trap. Recalling last night's events, it was obvious now that Pat had done everything on purpose. He most likely knew Pran was going to be there so he came back to his own home and upon seeing Pran's window open, he opened his and did....that. It was certain that Pran would hear and see him doing it. Of course Pran would want to shut the window and close the curtains. 

And once he was caught in the act, all Pat had to do was get inside his room and charm him as he had been doing for months now.  Pran couldn't believe himself for losing this game so easily. He could feel his heart breaking and so he stood up, got dressed and shook Pat awake. Pat woke up, startled and looked around before seeing Pran. At first he smiled widely and for a second, Pran felt as though everything was going to be alright. Pat was looking at him with such adoration and dare he say...love. But before Pran could fall back into Pat's trap, he snapped back to reality and looked away. 

"You need to leave." he said in a quiet tone, his voice heavy in emotions as he avoided eye contact. Pat noticed the odd aura surrounding Pran and lost his smile, a frown of worry replacing it as he tried to catch Pran's eyes. 

"What's wrong?" he asked. "Is everything alright? Did I hurt you last night? I didn't mean t-..wait, where are you goin- Pran!" he tried to stop him, to catch his hand and prevent him from leaving but it was too late as the door slammed shut behind Pran. Pat sat down on the bed in disbelief, unaware of the reason why Pran was acting the way he was. 

"Wha-Pran!" Pran heard his mother yell as he walked into the living room to eat breakfast. Startled, he snapped his head to her only to see both his parents staring at him. 

"What?"

"What's on your neck, Pran?" Dissaya demanded to know although she seemed to already have a good idea and Pran's hand reached upwards to touch it before remembering Pat had left marks everywhere on his body. His eyes widened and his mother glared at him. "You weren't watching a movie, were you?" she stated and Pran didn't know what to say. "You had sex in my house?! Pran, what is this? I didn't raise you like this!"

"I didn't-"

"You're lying to my face now?!" she exclaimed, baffled that the sweet son who had never dared to lie to his parents was doing so without shame. Filled with disappointment, Dissaya stood up from the dinner table before furiously walking upstairs.

"Where are you going?" Pran asked as he and his father followed Dissaya upstairs hurriedly.

"To your room!" she yelled back. "I think I have someone I need to meet, now don't I?" she retorted and Pran's heart stopped. No, she couldn't do that. She was going to see Pat. 

"What?! You can't!" he said in panic as he tried to catch up to her. 

"You better not have gotten her pregnant, Pran!" his mother kept arguing as she reached for the door handle of his room. 

Pran held onto her arm to stop her as he finally reached her and they fought for a minute until Pran's father pulled Pran away to give time to his wife to get inside the room. Pran gasped and rushed inside the room after his mother only to see his bed empty, the covers put nicely just like Pran was used to doing every morning which Pat had seen him do a thousand times. As his parents were eyeing the empty bedroom in confusion, Pran looked out his window to get a glimpse of Pat only to see the boy's room empty as well.