Yes, Sir.

Part 6

"It won't be easy Love. The rest will also be competing. I will be competing." Sean furrows his brows at the little girl before him. He had just revealed Rose to her and now both of them have each other's secrets.

"Now go." Sean orders the little one. He can't believe how soft he became, especially when Love started crying because she could never change back into a girl anymore. Did Sean actually care? Mmm nahhh. But this damn Rose did. He even offered a handkerchief but luckily it stops there. Sean isn't a babysitter who has to wipe Love's tears away and kiss her booboo whenever she falls. He needed to teach that little girl how to be stronger. She's so weak sometimes. How is she ever gonna compete and win in the tournament?!

Sean sighs and feels his heart shattering slightly. Last night mended it temporarily but the thought of Vier not wanting him back still hurts fresh in his mind. He leans his back against the wall mirror and takes out the gift he bought for Vier, staring at it on his palm, as if the thing will magically...disappear along with all the painful memories.

Suddenly, the door of the restroom swings open and P'Sila is there, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes P'?" Sean tries not to blur the lines between last night and today and chose to remain respectful. But he's getting impatient. With everyone and everything.

"I saw Love running away frantically. What did you say or do to him?" P'Sila questions him, as if accusing Sean of doing something mean.

Sean rolls his eyes and tries to walk away, "It's none of your business."

Why is everyone so protective of Love? Are all the men in GMA so deprived or something?

A strong hand grasps his shoulder and pushes him back. Perhaps they are.

"It is my business Sean. Especially regarding my students. Are you bullying Love?" P'Sila may sound serious but there's a twinkle in his eye that shows he's amused.

"What? No. That little...boy is just annoying to me." Sean gets defensive.

"Sounds like you're bullying him," P'Sila chuckles.

Sean tilts his head cutely, knowing that this move gets all the girls...and guys, "So what if I am? Are you gonna..."

Rose is practically screaming for Sean to stop talking. But he won't.

"...Punish me, Sir?" Sean bites his lip seductively, adding on the last part. He gives Sila that same lustful look last night.

Oh how could Sila resist? But the sexy man has other plans for this naughty boy.

He moves his hand from Sean's shoulder and cups the boy's neck forcefully, choking him.

Sean's eyes widens and almost bulges out of their sockets. What the fuck?!

Sila smirks and leans his face closer, taunting the ash-haired boy in front of him, "Do you want me to?"

Sean feels lightheaded as oxygen is deprived from his brain. He opens his mouth to speak but finds himself couldn't.

He grabs Sila's wrist weakly and stares into Sila's twinkling eyes.

Sean thinks he's about to passed out until Sila loosens his grip and Sean instinctively sucks in all the air he could. Oxygen has never tasted so good.

He wonders what was that.

Because surprisingly, it felt good. Exhilarating even.

It felt strangely erotic being choked by P'Sila.

Sean touches his neck, panting and glaring at the man before him. "What the fuck did you do to me?"

"Now now..." Sila places both hands up in surrender, "you were asking for it."

Sean rubs his neck, still pissed, yet surpressing his fascination and walks away from Sila, cursing him, "You're fucking insane."

But he finds his arm in Sila's grip and gets pulled back, and next thing he knows, he's in Sila's arms, their lips attached to each other.

His back is against the mirror and his fists are tangled into P'Sila's hair, their tongues dancing with each other's. And Sean moans, God he knows this is so wrong but every time spent with P'Sila is worth the sin.

Sean feels Sila's hands smoothing over his chest and around his neck, applying pressure over his jugular veins. Sean breaks away, gasping dryly while his eyelids felt heavy, tears already forming.

"You like that?" Sila smirks dangerously, applying slightly more pressure.

Sean doesn't say anything but merely nods slightly while holding onto Sila's strong arms.

Sila kisses the ash-haired boy passionately while still choking him, and then releases his grip from the boy's neck, breaking away to let Sean gasps for air while their foreheads lean on each other.

Sean laughs as his breath hitches. "Fuck...you are insane."

Sila smiles and holds the side of Sean's face, "I would never make you do anything you don't want to, you know that right?"

The younger boy nods and smiles back, then lays his head on Sila's chest and wraps his arms around his waist, closing his eyes.

Sila brushes his lips against the top of Sean's head and kisses it.