LOVE SYNDROME [NAN & MAC] - Short Stories

Chapter 15 - Unwanted (Part 1/2)

Tru...Tru...tru...tru...

Oily hands blindly reached for the phone buzzing somewhere near the toolbox, eyes glued to the components in front of him. Seeing him struggle, Puck grabbed the phone, sliding before placing it by Nan's ear.

" Nan..."

" yes buffalo, I know who you are. " Mac said, eyes rolling, unlocking his car. Placing his bag on the passenger seat, Mac put Nan on Bluetooth while he searched the Map for a particular store.

" smart to answer now, huh?" Nan teased, wiping away sweat making its way down his forehead. Not wanting to argue, Mac stated the intention of his call quickly.

" I'm going to the mall now. Just letting you know."

" it's what...5...5.30? What's so important you're leaving work?" Nan asked.

" Must I tell you everything? I want to see something, so I'm going. I'm calling so you don't cause a ruckus later" Mac explained.

" Fine but be home for dinner, I'll be waiting." Happy to not explain further, Mac was ready to hang up.

" wait...!"

" what nowww.....?" whined Mac, hand stilling on the gear, not reversing out of the parking lot just yet.

" get some condom, we're out" Nan said, peering in further at a stubborn nut that refused to budge.

" must you always think about sex?" Mac scolded. How did the conversation even come to this always, he didn't know.

" what? Two healthy men having lots of sex everyday is normal. 2 rounds per night x 7 days a week × 4 weeks in a month , that's 56 wrappers. Then don't complain when I don't use them, if it leaks when you walk ..." Nan continued to explain, making Mac flush even in his own car.

" and some lube too. Not the strawberry Durex thing, it taste funny in my mouth when I lick you, a normal aloe kind is fine. Get two, we use a lot since you're still tight after all this months. Some travel packs one as well when we're out and you get horn......" Nan continued.

" Okay! Okay!...I'll get some...just stop already " Mac begged, embarrassed with all the unnecessary explaining. Who the fuck has sex everyday dammit? That buffalo was a beast, always hungry and Mac's hips a poor victim. Hastily hanging up, Mac placed his phone in the drinks compartment below, as if banishing it far from his sight for the short drive.

" hehehe...Always so easy. " Nan laughed, moving away from the phone, putting his tool to grab a dirty cloth, wiping his hands. By his side,  Puck was red in the face, glancing around the room, not making eye contact, having heard everything his Hia said.

" why are you so pink in the face? Keep the phone away, I'll go in later" Nan said, turning to his subordinate who was shuffling his feet around. Relieved Hia had dismissed him, Puck hurried to the house, to place the phone on the counter top. Wei who was chopping vegetables, noticed the Nong, eyes downcast all the way in.

" Hey, you alright? Why the sad face?" he asked, stopping him.

" no...no...I'm fine. Hia...phone...that's all" Puck mumbled, nervous still. Dissatisfied, Wei turned to lean against the counter, arms folding in front of him, eyes locked on Puck. This kid was acting suspicious. Finally looking up at Hia Wei so he may leave sooner, Puck shyly relayed the previous conversation, face growing hotter by the second.

" oh, that's it?" Wei asked, not impressed. What did Hia mean by that's it? It was IT, Puck thought, looking bewildered.

" Hia is terrible. I've caught them in the garden a few times, seen things, heard some I shouldn't have. Have you seen Mac's walk of shame when he does the laundry? He bundles the sheets like a sack, clutching it to his chest coming down the stairs, throwing them into wash with lots of detergent. One time I went to wake him and he opened the door shirtless. Let's say...Hia has good teeth. Period!" and Wei was snickering to himself, continuing chopping. Not wanting to hear any further, Puck made his way back to the back door.