Always A Step Behind: An EarnPete Fanfic

11. Insane

Earn

Two weeks after the "cafe confession", I was at the canteen, waiting for Pete to bring me lunch. We didn't really agree on anything back then.

After making out for at least one more round, we left the cafe and went to our respective places.

The Monday after that and all the days after panned as any other days with Pete. Except, this time, taking each other home (depending on who wins the coin flipping) would tantamount to rounds of making out
at the front door. And the occasional walk at the corregidor( when it's deserted) and comfort room break would turn into a full on make out session.

Pete was adamant to finally make me agree to date him. Officially. I, on the otherhand, thought otherwise, I was enjoying whatever it was that I had with Pete. We didn't need a label for us to enjoy it. Besides, the asshole was extra sweet and attending so I might just had to prolong this courting stage. 😁

I was smiling when I caught the asshole. He was walking towards me holding our lunch on the tray. He smiled back and I'll be dammed if he would know how many times my heart skipped just seeing him did that.

He sat opposite to me and gave me my lunch  without breaking eye contact. We always had done this. Looked into each other's eyes without talking. Just mere looking and occasionally smiling. Yes. We looked like crazy. But as they say, when one was sane while inlove, one wasn't inlove enough. And I love Pete. Not just a friend. There, I said it.  I came to that realization the morning after the cafe confession. But the bastard needed not to know that just yet.

"Argh, can the two of you stop eye fvcking each other? People are trying to eat here, you know!" That jerk Jeb took me out of my reverie.

"Shadap, jerk!" Pete and I said in chorus.

"Ohoooo, and now you talk in unison! Are you two officially dating now?!"

Still. Pete and I answered in chorus.

"Yes." Pete.

"No." Me.

Two sets of eyes were on me. And both of its owner said in chorus but in different intonation.

"What?!?"

Jeb was more on asking for me to clarify what I just said. Pete on the other hand was incredulous.

"Okay, forget I even asked. You know what, forget I even exist." That was what Jeb said before he left for another table because he knew what's best for him. I laughed at his antics. When I turned around to look at my lunch buddy, I saw a scowling Pete.

"What?" I said as I took a spoonfull of my lunch.

Pete wiped something off my face before saying, "When will you stop torturing me and finally say yes!?!"

Did he realize how cute he looked.Urgh! My poor heart. Hang in there buddy.

"Do we have to fvck just so you would finally say yes to dating me!?!"

I looked around to see if people heard what asshole Pete just blurted. The canteen was packed but it was also noisy and people seemed to be minding their own business. I went back to Pete. The asshole was sporting his sly smile, the one he always plastered every after I kissed him. Yes. People, I kissed Pete, I initiated. A lot of times actually. You can judge me now.

"Eat." I said before I shoved a spoonfull up his skillful mouth. He took the food in not before he winked at me.

This Pete guy would definitely be the death of me. At that moment, a certain part of me agreed and that part is somewhere down the south region of my body. I was officially doomed.

"Stop that."

"Wup?"

"Stop smiling." I kicked his foot under the table.

"Ouch! Hey, I'm eating!" His voice still was coated with humor.

"Be careful what you wish for, asshole, I don't want you dying on me." I smirked. Two can play this game.

Pete gave me a sly smile and and a flirty gaze before saying,

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Earn!"

A/N

#PhunNoh cameo on the next chapter, crossing fingers. Praying in BL 😆💙