Alpha Gymnastic Boy

Chapter 14

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"I got you Keith." I whisper into his ears as I rock in to comfort. I feel him lean in my arms but he was still tense though. Hopefully the stupid sparks and tingles calm him that mates share between each other because I'm far from even okay with comforting a emotional person, I suck at it big time.

I didn't mean to scare him though, I mean of course not, I just wanted to see if he was ok but I just I just made his situation worse. I did even take my eyes off the road long, maybe like for thirty seconds but it seems to him that's thirty seconds too long, long enough for him to think that something tragic would happen.

Just what happen to him?

I hear the snap of fingers and I stare down into blood red eyes, tear stained face and trembling pouted lips of my mate, even now he's look so delicious and beautiful. I clear my throat and my mind at the same time and a raise my brow silently answering him. He was about to say something but instead he looks away and bubble his lips in a adorable way, I had to turn my head away to hide my smile.

He literally does the most childish things but it makes me smile or laugh so easily. Is that even natural or is it the mate thingy involve.

When I face him again he was still looking away and his bottom lip stick out so I hit him on it. He jump a little and gasp surprise before his head snap up to meet my face finally, I smile which also made him further gasp and this time shock that I'm smiling but just like I thought he smiled back showing his teeth so it's more like a grin.

"Are you ok?" Should I ask a person who just had a break down this question? I hope he doesn't overeat or act like a drama queen because I'd be through that door before he could put his hands on his waist.

"Yes...." he sound so unsure but I guess he doesn't want to talk about it or he's not comfort with me enough on a level to tell me. No worries, hopeful there will be someone he can, maybe Tyler. "Sorry for freaking out." He chuckle humorously.

"It fine" I told him honestly while I glance around him home. It's decent and clean, smells clean too and too much of him but I'll have to do with it because I don't feel like leaving yet. Not before cheering him up. "We can have a mans' night out." I suggest, maybe fresh air will do him good and being around people will take his mind off what's actually on his mind.

"No thanks" he said, sounds like a whisper.

I'm so not good with people whose emotional, he just prove me right yet again.

"How about one in then?" I try again and if he refuse then I'm through the door. A guy can only take so much rejection under five minutes."A Man's Night In...." he was silent for a while, a long while too that I thought it was time for me to leave because it's another rejection and only difference is that it's a silence one which is way more rude that actually voicing it. However when I check on him he wasn't rejecting, quite a little bit of the opposite, he was inhaling my scent, like literally sniff me and sigh calmly then snuggling further into my chest.

Did he even hear me, I thought. I guess not.

"Hey, cartoon guy!" I poke him, back. That's for poking me awake earlier and well I did not want to shake him or hit him, poking was more gentle and easy.

No pain guaranteed.

"Huh" he snap out of whichever universe he travel to and blink a few times coming back then glancing up at me lost. "Did you say something?" He ask blushing a little.

"Yep, do you want to have one in then" I repeat but he tilt his head confuse "man night in!? How far did you go man?" I ask sighing. He blush more looking away and clearing his throat then nod yes.