No Strings Attached

Chapter 7

Nunew was awaken by the constant dripping sound of water. He was sure that the dripping sound is due to the fact the someone is using his shower. His eyes found the clock on the nightstand. It was already five thirty in the morning. He tried to sit down. His whole body ached and he was so sore down there.
He closed his eyes and shook his head. He tried so hard to stand up. Ignoring the pain in his rear, he walk towards his closet to grab a bath robe.

He heard the familiar sound of his cellphone's alarm outside his bedroom. He went out of his room on the the way to the living room. His eyes found his bag on the couch. He fished out his phone from his bag and then turn off the alarm.

He felt so cold. He embrace himself to ease the chilly feeling. Everyday, he felt that. But today he felt as though he had slept inside the refrigerator.
He look at the screen of his phone. It's as if the device is asking him what he should do.

"You should stop doing this, Nunew." He said to himself. He press the contact list to look for a certain name.

No answer. But he was already expecting that. It was only five thirty in the morning and his mother usually wakes up at eight. His call was diverted to the voice mail.

"Mae..." He tried to calm himself. "I... I'm so sorry about what happened last night. I was just tired. I shouldn't have said those things. Please call me back? I'm really sorry. Just... Call me back, please."

Then he dialled Harit's number. Same thing, his stepbrother didn't answer. He also leave a message. He was really sorry and begged them to call him back.

He was trembling when he put his cellphone back to his bag. He stood up from his couch and could feel that his knees feel weak. When he raise his head, he saw Zee standing near the door of his room staring at him.

He hated how he could not read Zee's dark almond shape eyes. He knows that Zee can clearly see the emotions written on his face. The pain overflowing that it wanted to eat him alive. The hatred that he wanted to slay but he doesn't know how to. Scared, Depressed ~ all of this emotions can be seen clearly on his face. On his expressive beautiful eyes. All the emotions, you can find it there.

Zee's lower part is covered by a white towel. Zee's damp tanned skin and ripped muscles beckoned him to press himself against Zee and lose himself into Zee's warm solid strength.

But he ignored him. He went straight to his bathroom without looking at him again.

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Nunew spend an ample time in the bathroom and was expecting that Zee already leaves his apartment after he finished taking a bath. After all, virgins were playboys worst nightmare. So when he saw the latter on his kitchen, leaning on his granite counter and sipping a cup of coffee, a rush of adrenaline flows on his bloodstream.

He tried to act normal.

Zee was wearing a dress shirt and a slacks. A few bottons of his dress shirt open revealing his mascular chest. He could see warm golden skin beneath his shirt and his fingers itched to touch them. Zee's damp hair was messy but he look even more handsome, his beautiful jaw line highlighted.
Zee looked up and his dark almond shape eyes met his doe ones. "Coffee?"

He manage to nod. Zee place a plate full of sandwich, and a mug in front of him. He stared at Zee surprise. "How did you~~~"

"You're sufferring from extreme Obsessive Compulsive Disorder aren't you?" Zee points his index finger to the list that was stick on his refrigerator's door. It's his menu for the week.

He listed his menu for breakfast, dinner, drinks including the smalled details like amount of sugar, content of salt that he'll put in his food, etc.

He glared at Zee and then frown. "I think a lot so I want my things organize and prepared. I watch my weight so I do balanced diet. It's only fitting to prepare a menu."