Convenient Misunderstandings. (boyxboy)

14) Sleeping beauty.

Change of POV’s.

A loud slapping noise filled the bathroom and melted into an echo. I felt numbness on my cheek, after which a jolt of pain struck me like lightning and I bit my tongue accidentally, adding to the chain of unfortunate events.

I had just been bitch-slapped by Devin, and I’d be damned if that kid didn’t pack one hell of a fair punch. He looked so innocent and defenseless, but truth to be told, he was like a cat – ready to get his claws out at any moment, mostly when least expected.

“Ouch!” I squirmed, shuddering from the agony, as the brunette got out quickly and huffed in frustration at his wet clothes. He seemed fond of that blouse, judging from the sad and disappointed looks he was giving it, and I couldn’t help but wonder what’s so special about it.

Of course, the pulsing pain in my cheek reminded me of my current situation and I quickly rubbed Devin’s finger outlines on the skin, trying to “erase” the pain.

“W-why did you hit me, I didn’t do anything!” I complained, looking at him with a guilty, yet indignant expression and huffed when he rolled his eyes. Damn, it’s like his heart’s made out of stone.

“I’d advise you to work on your memory; it’s too short-spanned.” He coldly replied, brushing his lips nonchalantly.  I was starting to wonder if this kid was really straight or just asexual, but my eyes didn’t lie – the first time I kissed him, there was a bulge on his crotch. And so was on mine, I frowned a bit. Perhaps sexuality wasn’t something easy to figure out at all, although I could’ve sworn I haven’t felt anything like this for another guy.

And what did I feel, exactly?

Devin’s elegant body left the bathroom right before he mumbled something like “Clean up after you’re done”. I stared at his little butt cheeks tightening with each step he took and sighed quietly. My confusion was getting worse as the water in the bathtub cooled off and made me shiver.
Dev was either playing hard to get, or he was really just straight and I was wasting my time with him. Not that I would call it time wasting. In fact, I enjoyed messing with him, since it always brought me such pleasurable expressions on his face. I always knew it was fun teasing people, but he was making it too enjoyable. I didn’t mind spending a few months with him, if it meant pissing him off every now and then, or, I don’t know, getting his member stiff?

I smirked, remembering exactly what I saw the first time we were kissing – the bulge between his thighs more than obvious. No wonder he had left immediately; if he hadn’t, people would’ve noticed it after a few innocent peeks. I mean, let’s face it – we all have that habit of staring at people’s crotches every now and then. Or is it just me?

I sighed and got up from the bathtub. I took off my wet pants and left them, after which I got a towel for wrap around my waist. I had no intention to spend more time than necessary in here, and I had to go and, well, apologize to Devin. Perhaps this wouldn’t work if I kept confusing him. Maybe he didn’t know his own sexual orientation.

Getting out, I stepped into the hallway and looked around, seeing the brunette’s little body move from the living room to the kitchen. He seemed to be watching something on the TV and cooking, and I couldn’t help but smile at his determination to do both at the same time.

“Having a hard time, aren’t we?” I smiled at him, walking in the kitchen still half-naked. I could see his gaze stubbornly avoiding mine, but not a moment later, he finally looked at me, leaning over what seemed like a chicken soup of some sort.

Our eyes met immediately and I felt my skin shiver under his gaze. Those gorgeous hazel irides may seem like a part of any normal pair of eyes in the world, but to me, they were one of a kind. They were his.