Smile Please| MXM| Romance

Chapter 2- Kind heart

Matte POV

"Look boy, someone has come to your rescue?", a bald man, with a lot of tattoos covering his forearms and looking like a thug commented sarcastically looking at me and laughing heartfully.

"Leave him!", I tried to be somewhat heroic and act so cool. Maybe because, last night I saw Kung Fu Panda, I got motivated by the words of Li Shan, the father of Po, who said, "Fake it till you make it!"

I moved towards them, flexing my muscles to show them that I could fight them and make them cry out in pain. But only do I know, that I have no fucking knowledge in self-defense like Karate or Kung fu.

"Leave him and let him go!", I shouted this time, pretending I was about to beat them. And advancing further, I gave a sharp blow in one of the men's faces. In response, he pinned me to the wall and gave a sharp punch in my face, for which, I gave him a blow at his groin, I knew it would feel like a hell of pain. So he collapsed onto the ground.

For god's sake, there was a police car on rounds, so the other two men carried the injured man with them and disappeared from the place. I could forget everything, except the final cold glare that one of the three thugs gave me before leaving the spot as if he was intimidating me with a death threat.

I rushed to see the boy who fell on the ground with blood oozing out of his nose and a lot of bruises on his skin. Seems, he was in so much pain, that he could not even open his eyes and look at me.

I tried asking him where he lives, but he was not in the state to reply to any of my questions. So, I had no other option, but to carry him to my house nearby.

Dragging him to my apartment, I first splashed a few drops of water on his face and made him wake up.

"You!", he was shocked after seeing me opening his eyes.

"You were beaten up so badly in the alley, so I carried you to my home", I added. He still looked shocked at me and his eyes wandered across my room looking in disbelief that he was in someone else's house.

"Thanks. I will leave now!", he said trying to get up from his bed. But as soon as he placed his legs down on the floor, he collapsed down and held his stomach.

"Let me help you!", I advanced towards him and lifted his shirt to see a very badly heavy wound in his stomach with a purplish and a black mark. It was bruised badly.

"Just hold back little boy! I will apply some ointments and then you can leave!", I insisted.

He was so reluctant when I intended to apply ointments to his bruises, so I let him do it by himself.

I wanted to make sure if any of my camera equipment was damaged in the fight, so I hastily opened the bag to find my camera lens had been broken. "Fuck!", I gasped a little louder, he might have heard me.

He peeked a little to see what I was sighing so badly, but he never reacted. It was almost 9 o'clock. I went to the kitchen to prepare a light dinner, while he stayed on the sofa, grunting out in pain. I haven't even asked his name yet. While thoughts whirled in my mind, the sizzling sound of spaghetti on the stove woke me up from my zone.

"Hey boy!", I called out the boy, with a soft voice. I don't want to terrify him.

"What is your name?", I asked him.

Suddenly he replied, "Shaun!". As soon as he replied Shaun, I got to remember one of the programs called, 'Shaun the Sheep', which I used to watch when I was little. Their attitude, which I noted a few hours before at the subway has almost disappeared now.

"Have some food, before taking the painkiller!", I uttered to him in an uneasy tone. I don't want him to get a bad opinion of me, for over-caring him. And I don't know why I am doing this much to him and I don't know what concerns me when he doesn't smile.

He didn't even reply, but nodded slightly, which I took for a yes.

"So, where do you live? Are you from this area? I have never seen you here once!", I asked him.

"Near", he replied.

"Where?", I asked him in detail to say the address. I saw a discomfort in his face and a stumbling in the words his mouth was forming to speak out.

"You don't need to know", he added. I took a wild guess of him being homeless, and he was embarrassed to admit it to me. Because most of the people in my area are almost homeless and they just wander around the streets. Maybe his case is one among them.

"Please can you not ask too many questions?", he snapped out when things were going so personal. With the fork, he swirled the spaghetti and pushed it into his mouth.

"I am Matte Between", I hadn't had the chance to introduce myself formally, so I said my name myself.

"Oh!", he added just that. He tried getting up from the sofa to wash the plates he had eaten, but I knew he was in a weak condition to do them, so I grabbed from his hands and did it myself. He gave a glare, that asked me a million questions.

After consuming the pill, he said, he was about to leave. It was already midnight, so I asked him to stay here and leave in the early morning.

"Hey! Don't be too nice. I didn't owe you anything and you don't have to act like a freaking good person!", his words hurt me. I am not acting like a good person and I am kind to people and I am too generous to people in need.

"But I am not acting, I feel sorry for you!", I tried comforting him by placing the hand over his shoulder. But his response was intense, he just grabbed the neck of me, and rambled, "I don't need your sympathy, understood?"

Maybe a minute or two, I don't know what is just happening there, he just caught hold of me in the neck, and never left me, I kept staring at his bloodshot eyes. It felt so tight, and his grip was so bad on my neck, and I was lost for air to breathe, and nearly choked.

That's when he left his grab on my neck and suddenly rushed out of the house like a passing gush of wind. What the hell just happened now? Was I assaulted by a teenage kid, who looked like a meek boy a few hours ago, but his grip on my neck indicates, he is not weak?

Was I being too kind to all people, and judging people wrongly? Who the hell is this boy Shaun? I wish I don't have to cross this boy ever in my entire life.

To be continued......

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