How To Steal A Fried Chicken

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Paulo: *arrived home from a business trip and has a bucket of fried chicken in his grasp*

Ken: Langggaaaaaa! *with his doe eyes, he shriek in excitement*

Paulo: I'm home, ga! *smiles widely*

Ken: *biting his lips, he run and grabbed P's slender waist*

Paulo: H-Hoy? Dahan-dahan naman sa paghila. Sabik na sabik? *laughs*

Ken: I missed you... sorry.

Paulo: *smiles fondly* Missed you too.

Ken: Welcome home, langga.

Paulo: Yeah... finally, I'm with my home again. *kissed his man's forehead*

Ken: *suddenly breaths against the other man's neck, hands are drawing invisible circles on P's hips*

Paulo: H-Hoy, ga! What are you doing?

Ken: Miss nga kasi kita... *showers P's neck with kittenish kisses*

Paulo: *chest thuds* Grabeng pa-welcome home, ga. Galing akong biyahe, marumi pa ako. Let me freshen up first.

Ken: *silently slipping his hands on P's hand*

Paulo: *too distracted to even notice*

Ken: *about to kiss the other*

Paulo: *closed his eyes*

Ken: *grins, discarding himself from P's*

Paulo: Ken...

Ken: *running away with the bucket of fried chicken* Yes! I got it! Thank youuu. I know you bought this for me.

Paulo: *grunts*

Ken: I'm sorry. I love you...

Paulo: You better give me that kiss or you'll sleep on the couch tonight.

Ken: You won't dare. You keep calling me, saying you missed me so much.

Paulo: Kaya ko pa naman, ga. *pero hindi naman sigurado*

Ken: Matitiis mo ako? Matitiis mo ang alindog ko?

Paulo: ...

Ken: *smiles proudly* See?

Paulo: I'm asking for a welcome home kiss but if you won't give me one, it's okay. No touching for a week.

Ken: *frowns* It means no kiss? No hugs? No waist-grabbing? No backhugs?

Paulo: No sex.

Ken: No, that's unfair!

Paulo: I thought you heard it clear? No touching means no sex.

Ken: *pouts* *hides the bucket of chicken securely*

Paulo: *flashing his winning smile*

Ken: *clings on his man's nape before claiming his pouty pair of lips*

Paulo: *hums, pulling K's waist closer*

Ken: *smiles cutely, combing his man's fringes* Gaaaaad, so pretty!

Paulo: Now, that's how you steal your man from his fried chicken. *boobed his brows*

Ken: *giggles* I'm still not gonna share that with you.

Paulo: But you'll share the bed with me. It's okay. I just wanted cuddles and kisses before sleeping. I missed my man so much that it hurts.

Ken: *hides his blushing face against his man's chest* I'm falling again.

Paulo: My hands are strong. I'm gonna catch you.

Ken: Don't drop me.

Paulo: I'll carry you for the rest of my life.

Ken: *tearing up*

Paulo: Such a crybaby, yes?

Ken: Your baby.

Paulo: As always...

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