Only Yours (PrapaiSky fanfic)

Chapter 6 - Sick

Prapai's Pov

The week went along, but the rumours only increased. It was like outside of the mansion's walls, the underworld was on fire, trying to explain what happened at this last race. I was just trying to cope with everything while doing my job and acting like the perfect heir I've always pretended I was.

I was doing my work, I was smiling at people, and I was very dangerous. There was only one problem: I missed Sky. After our last date, I'm considering it a date; I've just wanted to be with him more and more. He was starting to open up, and I really want to listen to him talk and have deep conversations while we lay in bed drinking champagne or a good borboun. It's not even about the sex; I just want to know him more and talk to him.

I do feel bad that I'm lying to him, but that's a necessity. He can't know who I really am until I know he is forever. Until then, I'll just have to protect him without his knowledge.

I'm bored in my office. I do have work to do, but I'm procrastinating. Part of me wants to sleep; the other part just wants to go and see Sky. I hear the phone ring, and I really want to ignore it, but when I see it's Venice, I pick it up.

"How do you feel about going to university?" he says when I pick up

"Are we going to see two specific boys?" I ask

"Yes. Rain told me today was the day they tie the bracelets with the freshmen, so I thought I could go and see it, and then I remembered that if I went and didn't tell you, you would be really pissed."

"All this just so I don't get mad!?" I ask ironically "You do care about me after all."

"You're the boss; if you're happy, we are all happy." He says in a mocking tone

"Venice. I'm not your boss, and you know it."

"I do. I'm just helping you a little because I'm tired of people calling me and saying you are doing your job poorly."

"Who the hell said that? My job is impeccable as always." I say sounding offended

"I'll be waiting for you at half past ten."

"Isn't that a bit late for something that's in university?" I ask

"It's normal here, mister I studied in the UK."

"Fine." I say and hang up

I was going to see Sky again! I was so excited, and I can't wait to see him at the university, looking all bossy and organising a bunch of things. Right now, I need to finish my work. I know Venice was kidding when he said people were complaining, but just the thought of that happening gets me all weird.

I'm a perfectionist. I like everything to be perfect, and I was raised for that. That's what others should see when they look at me. That's how everyone forgets that I'm not Papa's biological son, because I'm a mirror of perfection, of his perfection.

I take a deep breath, ignore my thoughts, and focus on the computer. At half past eight, dinner is brought up to me, and I finally turn off the computer. I'm tired of looking at the screen and of reading papers.

I eat my dinner, and then I grab a book. I don't read for too long because I get bored, so I start a long game of chess against my computer. I only stop when Venice calls because he is waiting outside.

I greet him and then enter my own car. I drive to the university excited, and I can't wait to see him. He must be so pretty in his uniform—so classy.

Once we get there, Venice guides me because he knows the place, and we see a room where people are sitting on the ground. I look around, and I see Rain, but I don't see Sky.