No Fairy Tales in Real Life

Love the Way You Love Me

A/n - Hey guys. I'm mostly at the end of this book. There's going to be one more chapter plus the epilogue. I'm so sad 😥😥😥😥 But I'll be starting a new book with our six boys and I hope you guys will stay with me. Love you a lot 😘😘😘

Love the way you love me (Kimmon)

I like the feel of your name on my lips
And I like the sound of your sweet gentle kiss
The way that your fingers run through my hair
And how your scent lingers even when you're not there
And I like the way your eyes dance when you laugh
And how you enjoy your two-hour bath
And how you've convinced me to dance in the rain
With everyone watching like we were insane

But I love the way you love me
Strong and wild, slow and easy
Heart and soul so completely
I love the way you love me 

    by Boyzone

I gazed down at his face, flushed and beautiful. He had a sheen of sweat over his upper lip. His slightly parted lips are red and bruised from my kissing. His eyes are closed but his eye lashes are fluttering like agitated butterflies. I swept back his sweat soaked hair and he opened his eyes.
“Love you.” I kissed his nose. He pawed off his nose like an angry rabbit.
“I wanna use the bathroom. Can you move?” He placed his warm palms on my bare chest and gently pushed. I carefully removed myself from him but he still winced.
“Did I hurt you?” I touched his cheek. He shook his head.
“It’s been long P, that’s why.” He said shyly. How can he be so shy after everything we’ve done? He gathered the sheets around him and walked to the bathroom. There’s nothing I haven’t seen but he’s still shy. Unbelievable!
Doctors have passed me healthy and whole finally. I’ve been wanting Copter so long but he wouldn’t do anything but kiss until I got the okay from them. I was so stoked for him, I might have been little rough with him than I intended. But I couldn’t deny that he enjoyed it.
I pulled on my boxers and picked up my phone from the table. Copter walked in wearing a towel and started dressing. He had kept his clothes in a nice pile because he’d been dressed nicely.
“Aren’t you gonna shower?” He asked pulling on his pants. I threw the phone on my bed and looked at his bare chest. Unfortunately I’ve left few marks there. It wasn’t my intention but as I told earlier I was stoked, plus he has super sensitive skin.
“Come here?” I beckoned him. He shook his head buttoning up his pants. “Come na, I just wanna check those hickeys.” I sat up kneeling on the bed and got hold of him by his hips and dragged him closer. I touched the red marks carefully with my finger tips. There’s one on his collar bone. One under the right nipple. There were few hiding under his pants’ low waist band.
“I'm sorry.” I touch his cheek again. He shook his head smiling and showing his adorable dimples.
“I don’t mind. I like it.” He said moving away from my arms and picking up his shirt.
“You do?” I asked smiling wolfishly. Cause I liked doing that and I wanna do that again and again in future. I really do love marking him.
“Yes. And why aren’t you getting ready?” He went to my closet and started pulling out things.
“Are we going somewhere?” I asked lazily rolling back on the bed.
“Yes, party at P’Tee’s, remember?” He threw me a long suffering look.
“Ah…. I will in a minute.” I stretched my hands above my head. “I talked to Dad last night.” He extricated himself from my wardrobe with few clothes in his arms.
“You did?” He clutched the cloths to his chest, eyes wide. “What happened?” He came and sat on the bed. “Why didn’t you tell me before?” He scowled.
“I’m telling you now, na?” I touched his arm.
“What did he tell?” He shook my shoulder. I rolled on to my stomach and started laughing, pressing my face to the pillow. He slapped my shoulder. “Tell me na?” I rolled back and sat straight, scooting back and leaning on the bed head.

I recalled my conversation last night with Dad. It wasn’t planned. I was lucky it was just the three of us that night. If not I wouldn’t be able to face the world because my siblings are as mischievous as me.
“So you were given the okay from the doctor Kimmon, I’m glad.” Dad poked his noddle soup happily.
“Yeas dad, and I’m starting work in a few days. Need any help at the office?” I asked swallowing a mouthful. He shook his head. Then pointed at me with his chopsticks.
“I wanted to ask you about your new girlfriend.” I coughed. What new girlfriend?
“Leave him be. Can’t you see he’s eating.” Mom scolded him.
“No no, I’d really like to meet her. I’m hoping you want to marry this one.” He started eating enthusiastically. Why is he so clueless? Am I this clueless too? Copter’s being scolding me and I think he’s correct.
“Well dad you’ve already met him. And you know him pretty well.” I said loudly. Mom is gesturing me to stop talking but I didn’t care.
“Ah…. Someone I know. Good, that’s very good.” He picked up his spoon to stir his bowl. Then suddenly looked up dropping the spoon back to the bowl. “He?” He stared at me incomprehensively. I nodded and resumed my eating. He laughed pointing the chopsticks at me.
“Kimmon, I know you. Don’t prank me. We just got you back.” I looked at my mom and she was staring at dad in amazement.
“Dad, it’s true. I’m dating Copter.” I said firmly. He laughed.
“No more pranks. I know Copter’s been helping you a lot but I won’t fall for your pranks again, no.” He started eating again.
“Pay attention. He’s telling the truth.” Mom said between gritted teeth. Dad abandoned his food again and looked at my face with confused eyes.
“But Kimmon, he’s a guy.” He whispered as if it’s a secret.
“I’m well aware of it since I’ve been dating him for about a year now.” I pushed a meet ball in my mouth nonchalantly. Dad squirmed uncomfortably.
“But son, he's a guy. I mean, are you gay now?” Mom rolled her eyes.
“Just because I like him doesn’t make me gay dad. You can label me anyway you want but that doesn’t change the fact that I want him and need him in my life.” Dad shook his head in confusion.
“You were dating girls before that’s why I was confused. So you don’t want to marry a girl? Your mom might want a daughter in law and grandchildren.” He looked at mom hopefully for support.
“Don’t drag me into this.” Mom snapped angrily. “I’ m happy that Kimmon is with us alive and I respect whatever decision he makes. You’ve been manipulating him for so long. Now let him be happy. Besides Copter is a nice boy. He’s as good as any daughter in law can be.” Mom stood up and left the dining table carrying her plate.
I hid a smile. Dad looked defeated.
“Okay, okay I won’t push you for anything.” He picked up his chopsticks again and started eating. “And if you change your mind, let me know okay?” He swallowed his mouthful and leaned forward. “I know this girl, she’s so pretty.” He looked at the way mom went fearfully but smiled at me. “She’s a daughter of my colleague. Wow, you should have seen her. A total beauty.” He wriggled his eyebrows suggestively.
“If you are interested then why don’t you marry her.” mom's voice came from the kitchen area. Dad winced. I had to bite back a laugh.
“I’ve forgotten she has a very sharp hearing.” He grimaced. “Let me know na?” He looked at me hopefully.
“Sure dad, whatever. But right now I’m with Copter. So when he visits here I want you to be totally civil to him.” I looked at him sharply.
“Promise, promise.” He patted his chest. “Lets finish this before your mom comes and shouts at us again.

I laughed rolling on the bed.
“I didn’t know my father was such a clown.” I hooted with laugh.
“Hey, don’t talk disrespectful of your father.” Copter hit my arm. “He’s been who he is.” I rubbed where he hit me.
“Don’t you agree though? That he was being funny.” I peered at his face. He had his lips pressed together, his dimples deep. I pressed two kisses to them. He pushed me away laughing.
“Well you’re an idiot. And I can see where that’s coming from now.” He said through his cute bouts of laughter. I grabbed him and pulled him back to the bed. I wrapped my arms around him tightly. “Hey, let go of me.” He squirmed.
“Did you just call me an idiot?” I started tickling him. He was laughing so hard he turned red all over. Then I released him and we both lay side by side breathing hard. He turned his head and touched my face with his fingers. He was looking at me adoringly.
“But you’re my idiot P”