Your Scent Attracts Me

Ch. 7

Prowler woke up, not moving but looking around the room with his eyes. He looked at his uncle, leaning on the couch, eating pizza, and watching the TV. Prowler didn't say anything and just closed his eyes, rubbing Miles' jawline. Uncle Aaron knew Prowler was awake already though he didn't say anything to him. Prowler was at peace, and Aaron didn't want to ruin it. Prowler couldn't return to sleep, so he just sat there, rubbing Miles' jawline, his eyes closed. The world seemed so slow, calm, and relaxing. Just listening to Miles snore was enough for him to be peaceful.

"Have y'all made up?" Uncle Aaron asked, keeping his eyes on the TV, and finished his pizza.

"I think so," Prowler responded, opening his eyes to look at his uncle, "I hope so."

"Y'all haven't talked in weeks, and you just make up? Like that?" Uncle Aaron said. His tone seemed playful like he didn't believe Prowler at all. "I don't buy it."

"You don't have to," Prowler said. His tone differed significantly from Uncle Aaron's. It sounded more mature, serious, and determined. "He'll be the father of my children. Will you believe then?"

"Jesus," Uncle Aaron said. He still wore his playful smirk and tone but seemed more serious after hearing Prowler. "Why him, though? There's plenty of fish in the sea. You still have options, and you're young too."

"He's special-"

"Because he's you?" Uncle Aaron interrupted. His tone changed to a more serious yet still playful one. "How do you know he wants to be the father of your children? Maybe he had his eyes set on someone at his school."

Prowler didn't respond. Did Miles already set his eyes on someone at school? Is that why he's so against pregnancy? So many questions flooded Prowler's mind, and Uncle Aaron saw it. He put his hand on Prowler's shoulder and looked and him. His face seemed so kind yet serious at the same time.

"You should talk to him. See if he wants the same path as you." Uncle Aaron said.

Prowler nodded and then looked down at Miles. He had a face of worry and concern, and it was enough to tell Uncle Aaron that their relationship might not last. Uncle Aaron sighed, left the couch, and walked out the door.

"I'm heading out. Use this time wisely." Uncle Aaron said.

He gave one last look at the couple and left the apartment. Prowler kept looking at Miles. He was uncertain whether to wake him up or postpone the conversation for another time. He wanted to take Uncle Aaron's advice, but he felt nervous. "Use this time wisely." Prowler let out a gentle sigh and gave Miles a soft shake to ensure he wouldn't startle him. Miles' eyes fluttered open. Prowler's heart was racing as he continued to shake Miles. Miles sat up and stretched; he felt exhausted and wanted to sleep. He looked at Prowler with a sleepy face.

"We need to talk," Prowler said. His tone seemed more genuine than it was with Uncle Aaron, but his face seemed sad.

"What's up?" Miles asked. He sat forward on the couch and leaned on his knees. He was still tired, but he was listening.

"Do you- do you love me?" Prowler asked. He seemed hesitant, scared of Miles' answer.

Miles didn't respond at first, mostly because he was half asleep, but he seemed shocked at the question.

"I think I do? I'm not entirely sure," Miles responded. He rolled his eyes, trying to wake up. He knew this was a serious conversation and a very needed one.

"Not sure?" Prowler said. He was confused about what Miles meant.

"I don't know," Miles said. "A couple of weeks ago, you marked and impregnated me, but now that I'm back, you're listening to and somewhat respecting me? I don't know how to feel about you."