Chess Piece [On-Hold]

Lucky Night

*Mature Contents*

Ming's POV

"How is N'Montree?" I ask.

"Almost recovered, physically. But I know he's still hurting inside even though he never shows it out. There's pain in his eyes whenever he talks about that man, Park." P'Beam replies after taking a sip of his beer.

Today is Saturday. I went home to have dinner with my parents. I was having dinner when P'Beam called. He asked me out for a drink. I was surprised when he told me the location is at his house.

Even though it's not the first time he asked me out for a drink, but we never drink in his house. And there's something in his voice which told me that something is bothering him.

Worried, I grabbed my car keys and drove to the address he told me. This is my first time been to his house. Though we are partners, but he never invites me to his house before. Usually, we will meet outside or at the hospital he works.

I rang the doorbell and he opened the door. He was wearing a light grey plain t-shirt and a pair of black shorts.

This is the first time I saw him in shorts and the first time I saw his bare legs.

Beautiful legs. Long and lean.

I remembered, I tried to peel my eyes off his legs, afraid that he would think of me as some pervert.

Shifting my gaze away from his legs to his face, I smiled at him nervously.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Come in, N'Ming." With a smile, he ushered me into the house.

"Are we going to drink in here, in the living room?" I asked while my eyes were scanning around the living room.

Nice place. Warm and cosy. A beige L-shape sofa at the corner of the living room. On the wall behind the sofa is a painting of Sakura.

"Nope. We are drinking in my room."

"Your room?!!" I gasped loudly.

"Is there any problem?" He looked at me with a puzzled frown.

"N... no... Uh... No problem. No problem at all." I replied, stuttering, and embarrassed with my reaction.

Nervously, I threw my gaze to elsewhere, but it automatically went to his legs.

I nearly screamed at myself while trying to keep my eyes away from his legs, again, but it was hard, and I couldn't stop myself stealing glances at his legs.

You know, it's that kind of feeling, when you saw something that interest you for the very first time and you will automatically, uncontrollably keep glancing at it.

And now, we are in his bedroom, sitting on his light brown couch, drinking and chit chatting.

His room is simple and clean with wardrobe, a couch, a bed and a table. Oh, and a portrait photograph of Sakura hanging on the wall across his bed.

The painting in the living room and the photograph in his bedroom tell me that he really likes Sakura.

I can imagine him standing under the trees of Sakura, with the wind blowing, the trees shaking and the petals of Sakura floating down from the trees.

What a beautiful image! I sigh.

I can also imagine myself there snapping photos of that moment, that beautiful moment.

I'm so deep in my thoughts that I'm unaware of my surroundings until I'm being pushed down, back against the couch and he, P'Beam, is straddling me with his lips pressing against mine.