MIDNIGHT DAYDREAM

Chapter 12

Chay decided to sleep again after that. Maybe it's the drug that Kim gave, maybe it's just the fatigue talking, but he can't seem to open his eyes for more than five minutes.

His dream is a strange one. It was a scene like back in the day when they were still in a 'relationship' when they wasted the whole day under the blanket. His head was on Kim's chest, listening to his heartbeats while the pouring rain brought them music. Kim's hand was making a pattern on his back, gently lulling him to sleep.

'I love you', he said sleepily, waiting for the older to say it back. Kim's mouth was moving, but he didn't catch the sound.

What did he say? Did he say I love you back?

But then Kim's mouth was on his ear, whispering, "Sleep, baby."

The sound is so real.

By the time he opened his eyes, it was five in the afternoon.

Chay feels sluggish. He knows he needs to wash up, but he doesn't feel too icky like he used to when Macau dragged him to one of those frat parties.

Chay looks down and sees the pajamas. He puts the lines together and concludes that Kim changed his clothes yesterday.

He slaps his forehead and whines, for it seems like a hundredth time today.

Well, it's not so bad, he decides. At least his pants are still on. Who knows that guy actually knows boundaries, Chay snickers sarcasm in his head.

But that isn't scratching the fact that he is not icky, though ...

Chay's pondering stops when the door rings loud with several bangs.

Macau. Only he is crazy enough to do this in a mansion full of bowing people. The uppers will just unlock the door themselves. Rude people.

Chay opens the door and sure enough, Macau's cocky face appears. "Oh... Your majesty finally decides to get up," he says.

"Quit it!" Chay tells as he walks away.

"Do you know King Asshole was making me u-turning twice because he forbade me to disturb you?" Macau is making the air quotes now. Chay doesn't say anything. His best friend is agitated by the lack of response but decides to let it go. He fishes something out of his back pocket and throws it on the bed. "Your phone. Dead."

Chay, who only realizes now that he doesn't have his phone, smiles. "Thanks."

"I guess you were going home with your fiance last night," Cau says as he crashes the sofa. Chay is not amused. Macau gives him a backup sign.

Fiance, my ass...

Chay is irritated, but surprised he isn't that irritated.

"How do you know?" Chay asks. Cau was 'busy' last night, with boys and girls and everything in between.

"You mean you didn't realize he just sat there in the corner watching you?"

That makes Chay turn his head around so fast that he feels the ground swallows him. He looks at Chau with big horror-filled eyes. He did ... "What?" he whispers.

"Do you think that I will allow you to drink your stupid ass up without proper guard? Wow, dude, how low do you think of me?" Macau sounds playfully disappointed.

"I ... I ...," What is it exactly he's going to say? He gulps. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because The King gave this to me," Macau imitates a 'silence otherwise you're dead' code to Chay. "And I wasn't taking chances. If he is the one who give it, I will always assume he meant it."