I'M A MESS

Chapter Eighteen

Aaron's POV

 

I woke up to the brightness of the sun seeping through the gaps between the curtains of my room. As I rolled over and tried to get to a comfortable position, I felt something heavy lying on my outstretched right arm. I turned my sight to it and saw Isaac 's head on the comfort of my arms.

Seems like my position can't get more comfortable that it already is.

With eyes slightly parted, I mused at the sight of him and gently brushed off the locks of hair blocking my view of his sleeping face. Knowing he is close to me so innocently like this, the thought of not wanting to leave these very chambers even crossed my mind. I mean, why would I wish to leave when I'm staring at the only love I know?

Aah, I'm becoming real greasy 'cause of this guy.

Before I drowned myself into my thoughts, my phone, resting on the lamp desk across where I lie, rang. I slightly moved Isaac's head, put my hand on the other side of his head and reached for my phone. Looming over Isaac, I answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Aaron!", my mom's loud voice over the line made me jerk my phone a few inches away from my ear.

"Mom..!", I chuckled. "Why so loud first thing in the morning?"

"Well, we're gonna go hiking today and - Wait. I was informed you're sharing the same room as Iris. Is she still asleep?", she asked in a rather over-stimulated manner which somehow is making me feel a bit too surprised. If this was a marathon, I'd be left way behind her in the track. Mom, really. Getting all excited when your child has a girlfriend. Or boyfriend.

"Yes, mom", I looked at Isaac. "Sound asleep".

"I see. We'll be leaving for the hike around eleven o'clock in the morning..", was all I could register as I turned to the clock sitting on the lamp desk and noticed it was still seven. "..we'll have lunch in the mountains. I want you to wear anything green and Iris to wear the dress I asked a maid to deliver in the room you two are in, alright? Also, get down for breakfast, both of you", she ends with a kissing sound before she put the phone down. I returned my phone to the desk and as I motioned back to my side of the bed, my eyes met Isaac's open ones.

"Good morning?", I grinned nervously at him knowing the current position we are in. He gave me a poker face as he asked with half-lidded eyes, "Why are you cornering me to the bed like this?"

"I'm not. I was just answering a call", I pointed to my phone resting on the desk. "What? You don't believe me?"

"Not a single bit", he pushed me away by the shoulders. Realizing the extent of his resistance, I decided to tease him a bit by not inching away despite his push. "Move, you idiot", he complained as he pushed. "Why are you so stubborn? Just move-" I interrupted him by letting my cheek fall on his chest and my body to fall on top of him.

"Hey..!", he continued pushing me away.

"Let me sleeeeep!", I groaned like a baby begging for a attention, as I snuggled further into his warmth and ended up lying my head in the space between his neck and shoulder.

"Aaron..!", he complains in a loud whisper, his hands still on my shoulders. "Let me go, damn you!"

"Don't wanna!", I shuffled comfortably in his warmth and intentionally brushed the tip of my nose against his ear, making him stifle a moan. Learning his reaction, I leaned in for a whisper and breathed against where he was most sensitive, "I like it when you do that".

"Pervert", he mumbled as he put his hands all over my face and threw me off the bed. Isaac jumped off the bed and stretched. As he made his way to the bathroom and I lifted myself up from the floor, a knock on the door was heard. I walked to open the door and was greeted by a maid who carried a small pile of clothes topped by a weaved hat.

"Good morning, Young Master. This clothing is sent by Madam Alice for Lady Iris", she bowed and handed me the clothes. As she left, I closed the door behind me and handed the dress to Isaac.

"For you", I said, tossing the clothing on his hands.

"What's this?", he asks as begins walking back to the bed and unfolding the dress. It was a short dress with spaghetti stripes. It was fitted around the waist and flows until the textile reached the knees. The colors faded from white to green from top to bottom, making it look like a portrait of the green grass in the mountains under a cloudy sky. "She even gave me a hat and a pair of flipflops. Just how accommodating can your mother get?"

"She's always like that when she gets so giddy and all. Besides", I leaned against a post of the bed, "you'll look nice in that".

"Please do not forget that I'm a male in a woman's clothing. You do know that this is sort of an insult, don't you?" He, then, narrows his eyes at me, "Or maybe you're enjoying all this pretend?"

"Either way, it's too fun to not be enjoyed. However, things do get out of hand sometimes".

"Like what?"

"Your charm", I gave him a mischievous grin making him turn red. "What else?", I thought out loud as I took little, slow steps towards where he stands. "Your smile? Your laugh?", I brushed the back of my index finger against his smooth morning cheek.

"Stop speaking this instant", he swiftly responded as he shuffled to the bathroom and slammed the door behind him. Ruffling my hair in a mess, I chuckled softly to myself knowing that, in the corner of my eye, he turned a lot redder before he made his way to the bath.

 

Isaac's POV

 

That little bastard, he..! I covered my face with the back of my hand with the attempt of blocking my view of my reflection in the mirror for I knew that if I looked, I would further realize the extent of the rosiness spread across my cheeks. Crap, why does he say such things!? Doesn't he know those things are reserved and meant only for the person he really likes? I sighed and leaned my back against the door.

Remembering his mischievous grin, a strange sensation rushed through me, making me shudder and hold my own shoulders as if to shield myself from something.

What's wrong with me..?, I thought as I subconsciously slowly traced my fingers down to the hardened member underneath my clothing. He just spoke and touched me a bit and I...

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Teasingly stroking it up and down, I bit my thumb and released silent shaky breaths. Aah, how'd it get so hard..? I licked my lips and shut my eyes as I touched myself for a quick release.