Try Me

Chapter twenty-five

"Let me take you on a date," Khalan mumbled lowly. His hands are in Akia's hair, twirling his fingers to match the younger's curl pattern.

Akia looked away from the TV, shocked. He picked up the remote and paused the show the two had been watching together for a while before he gave Khalan his full attention. Akia will admit that he wanted to say yes, no hesitation, but Khalan asking him that out of nowhere was a little sketchy.

"You want to take me on a date? Why?"

"Asking questions for what? I need a reason to take you out? You deserve it. You have been taking my dick good and shit; you even bailed a nigga out—I should let you top for that."

"You'll let me top again?" Akia perked up excitedly.

He wanted a redo since the first time with Khalan was bad for the older; he knows what to do now, and he knows what makes Khalan feel good. He wants to prove himself. Plus, he just wants to feel the feeling of being in Khalan again; that was the most euphoric feeling he had ever experienced.

Khalan licked his lips and debated. He had no problem with it at all. He just likes to do the fucking in this little 'relationship'. "I don't have any problem with it, but you gon' let a nigga take you out on a date or not?" He asked again.

"Yes. I want to go on a date with you." Akia blushed and looked forward at the TV again, though it was still paused.

At this point, all he could do was play both sides with Khalan and Tyra. The more he's with Khalan, the less he feels for his girlfriend. The more he is with Khalan, the more he looks forward to seeing him every other day. Tyra is a good girl to him; it just isn't going to work. Not to mention that the guilt was slowly slipping away. Cheating was becoming natural to him.

Khalan nodded his head and grabbed Akia by the chin before pecking his lips twice.

"Aight, bet. You free this weekend?"

Akia pouted a bit. "I have to model my mom's newest clothes for her brand, but after that, I'll be free."

Khalan had completely forgotten that Akia was really out here doing shit. He's a model, a pianist, and a basketball player who has yet to graduate. Khalan could tell Akia is going to make it far with at least two of his hobbies, if not all.

"I'll come pick you up then. Be ready by 7."
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Akia rushed to his room right after he got home from the shoot with his mom. He had no idea what he was going to wear for this date, and he was freaking out. He didn't know whether or not he should go casual or get dressed up. They're only going out to eat and then going to watch a movie.

"I'm just going to go casual," he mumbled to himself and nodded his head.

He picked out an outfit that fit the occasion. light-colored baggy jeans, a white button-up tee, and his white air force. He put on his silver necklaces and bracelets before topping everything off with the cologne that Khalan loves on him.

"Now I have to do my hair." Akia looked in the mirror and sighed. He took out the ponytail and stared at his reflection, suddenly becoming self-conscious. He doesn't know why he's so scared. It's not like this is his first time going somewhere with Khalan.

Akia tried a couple of hairstyles, huffing out of annoyance here and there. He didn't know whether he should do a curly wet look, an Afro, a ponytail, or a high puff. Khalan likes it when it's down, but would it be okay for a date?

"I have two more hours. Why am I rushing? Calm down, Akia." He spoke to himself firmly, trying to calm down his nerves. He placed both of his hands on his cheeks and tried to slap the nervousness out of him. Just then, he heard two knocks.