Peter Pan and his Lost Boy // Jian AU

11.

•°Kian's POV°•

Slowly, I slip into Jc's bedroom, my only comfort being that he was currently in the shower. I could hear the water running in his bathroom and my heart beating frantically in my chest. Butterflies and nausea battle in my stomach, churning around my empty stomach. My shaky hands lower the lollipop onto the bed, a sticky note attached to the stick.

Enjoy.

Sweet and simple. Sam and Connor never told me exactly what content the notes had to contain. So, they will presumably continue to be small little notes that won't really raise any suspicion. Although, Jc will definitely be asking around the house to find out who is leaving all this stuff in his room. Oh well, by the end of the week I'll either have a boyfriend and be settling happily back into this place or leaving and devastated. Either really works for me.

The water stops running in the next room and I bolt from the room, not wanting to get caught. It's not that I wouldn't love to see the water droplets fall from his hair and run down his toned chest, or how his towel would hang on his hips. If it weren't for the damn present I'd sit on the bed and give myself the pleasure of seeing him right after a shower. Then I'd come up with an excuse as to why I needed to talk to him and that would be that.

Fuck Sam and Connor for making me miss such an opportunity.

The moment I enter the living room, panting and breathless from the adrenaline, the room erupts with laughter. My eyes sweep the room and witness Sam and Connor doubled over and loud laughter falling from their lips. I just glare at them, knowing I can't over react because this is my punishment for basically cheating them out of their tickets.

"Did someone almost get caught?" Sam teases, his hands gripping at his waist.

"Dude, shut up, he's probably going to be coming out here any minute," I hiss, deciding to sit right between them just to be an ass. Not that there was much room between them to begin with, but I'm skinny so it works.

"Cock block," Connor breathes, playfully sighing and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Jackass," I counter back, sticking my tongue out at him.

"Cock block," Sam laughs, flicking my nose. Oh my word... These two confuse me so very much. I don't exactly know what is going on between them, and in all honestly I don't think they know either. What I do know is that I wouldn't be against being the best man at their wedding... Oops?

"You know," his angelic voice travels from the hall and my heart speeds up. " I was originally more concerned that someone was in my room while I was showering, but this candy tastes so good that I don't even care."

When he rounds the corner, he's topless. Which isn't a new sight or a rarity around here. Any time he isn't down at the cafe working, he's more than likely half naked. I'm not complaining though. Seeing his naked torso and scattered tattoos is probably the thing I will miss the most when I leave this place. Unless he actually does say yes for some weird reason... Then I'll be spending all of my time exploring that beautifully sculpted body instead of missing it.

The next thing I notice is how his plump lips are wrapped around the tip of the lollipop. My breath hitches in my throat and for a couple seconds I forget that staring is rude. His tongue licks the side before taking the top between his perfect lips once again.

I have to get out of here.

"I'm going to nap," I blurt out, getting up, and trying to rush past Jc. He grabs my arm, keeping me in the room even longer. Do these boys just magically forget that I happen to like the same sex or...?