His Confession (BxM)

Nine; Only If You Do

"Grayson's gonna be an amazing father."

I froze after what I'd heard escape my mouth. Never in my life have I ever thought about anything like that about anyone! It was so random!

"I think so, too." Arthur chuckled, placing his hands in his pockets. "Do you know how to play?" He questioned, nodding towards the piano behind me.

"U-uh..mm, no. I just...I heard Mr. Pops playing a song that I recognized off a game and he wanted to teach me. So...no, I can't play," I chuckled nervously.

"Oh, you're cute." Arthur laughed lightly, making me blushing a bit. "'Mr. Pops'..." He mumbled giddily, shaking his head, eyes locked with mine.

I felt a bit anxious under his gaze but I didn't move. His eyes seemed to keep me frozen, even though I truly wanted to go find my sister and Grayson. Arthur then stepped closer to me and lifted my chin gently.

"You're beautiful," he whispered, sending a flirty, hungry smile my way.

O~kay. So you're one of those guys, huh? I got it. Time to put on the mask, yeah?

"Thank you," I said softly, making myself blush deeper.

Carter says it's a talent how I can make myself blush. Meh.

"Aw, look at those cheeks," Arthur chuckled, "So cute."

Just as he bent his head to kiss my cheek, I heard a loud clap on the back of his neck, and then he was pulled away from me.

"The hell do you think you're doing, Fargo?" Grayson seethed, his voice much deeper and more possessive than at the cafe.

Ooh, how I adore his possessiveness... I wonder if he was ever possessive of anyone else... If so, who? Were they just like me? Were they better?...Most likely...

"I was just giving him a 'welcome' peck. You know? Welcome to the Waters Mansion!" Arthur answered casually.

"Go somewhere, Arthur. Don't talk to Benjamin for the rest of the day. If I catch you closer than 5 feet to him, you're packing your things," Grayson threatened.

Arthur sighed and frowned at me. "What if Benjamin gets closer to me? And what if he wants to talk to me today?" He questioned, an evil smirk displaying on his lips.

Grayson glared at the boy and his eye twitched. "Get out," he said simply, ushering his friend out of the room.

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry, Gray. I won't mess with him anymore. Today." Arthur sighed happily, hands up in defense.

"Or ever." Grayson said sternly.

"Eh....we'll see. Time will tell, yeah? Love you, babe!" The other boy laughed, waving as he walked down the hall.

"Babe...?" I mumbled. "Are you guys...?"

"No."

"...Have you guys ever date--"

"No."

"Had sex?"

"Benjamin, no!" Grayson laughed. "Gah! You're so blunt!"

"It was a question that I felt needed to be asked." I shrugged. "By the way, I noticed that you sounded really, really possessive of me earlier," I mentioned.

Grayson's leftover smile died and he averted his eyes. "I'm sorry. I can't help it... You, you make it hard..."

That's what he said!

"I don't want anyone else to flirt with you, Benjamin. At least not around me." He said softly.

"Grayson, I'm not complaining. Instead, I'm leading to another question... Have you ever been this possessive of anyone else?" I questioned.