The CEO and his Doctor

Chapter 13: Crazy CEO

Knock, knock, knock.....

Beam sat up on his bed and glared at the door. It seemed like these days he was always being forced out of his bed by its annoying knocking. Maybe he should discard the door?

Grumbling, he shot out of bed and opened the door with a pouting face.

"Good morning love, I brought breakfast." Forth lifted the plastic bag in his hands and grinned.

The young doctor signed and opened the door wider, "just come in, it's not like I can stop you."

The taller man nodded, still smiling.  He was in good a mood this morning. Beam froze for a moment as he remembered last night events. Flustered, he gestured towards the kitchen, "go...set the table. I'm going to freshen up." He was red in the face and couldn't even faced him. How could he forgot that he confessed his love last night! And how God knows how Forth will take it. Hopefully, it would not be the cause of death of poor him.

He almost ran to the bathroom in haste, in order to hide his flaming face. Once he reached he breathed a sigh of relief and face palmed himself. Now he was truly trapped. He knew he wouldn't be able to get out of this, Forth was already aware of his feelings for him. He bit his lips worriedly, he hoped that he was not fuelling his syndromes more since he still believed that Forth was after him because of his delusional feelings for him. He studied part of phycology but he wasn't that in-depth about the subject. He really had to force Forth to go for his appointment with his assigned physiologist.

Taking all his time to delay the inevitable, he slowly brushed his teeth and even took an unnecessary bath. Finally, he could no longer delay and dragged his feet to the kitchen where he came to an abrupt stop. Forth has already set the table beautifully, with the breakfast taken out of its plastic containers and placed into bowls. The food must have gone cold by now, which made him hang his head down in shame. Here Forth did all this for him, and he made the sick man wait. Forth himself must have grown tired of waiting for him. The latter was resting in his chair, with his head bending backward and his eyes close.

He was such a beautiful sight in Beam's minimal kitchen. The doctor gulped at the sinful view, Forth was truly the epitome of the perfect man.

"Done admiring me?"

Beam let out a squeak and hurried to his place at the table.

"What are you talking about..... you're too full of yourself."

He couldn't even meet the eyes of the person in front of him. Forth shook his head and gave him  a half smile, "it doesn't matter baby. All that matters is that you love me and you are mine."

Beam froze and blinked.

"Who told you I'm yours?" He asked, bewildered.

Forth looked at him intensely  which caused Beam to look down at his plate. The older man always had this way of staring at him as if he was going to devour him right then and there. After staring for a few seconds more, he took his fork and said nonchalantly in his deep voice, "If you're not mine, then you belong to no one else."

Beam almost chocked in his soup. He coughed twice and took a deep breath. Forth was oblivious, he continued eating without pausing. They ate in silence with Beam occasionally sneaking glances at the big man from underneath his eyelashes and Forth blatantly staring at him. He even started sweating under his hot gaze and had difficulty finishing his breakfast. Just when he was about to give up Forth commanded,  "Eat more, you need your strength. From now on I will be monitoring your meals. I can't let you develop gastric problems or faint again at work, so eat it all up."

It was too early in the morning to start arguing so he simply do as he was told to. He was tired of constantly fighting against this man. From his young age, he was fighting against his love for him. Later on he was fighting to forget him because his man had gotten married, and now he was fighting to get him off his back! It seemed like he was destined to always fight against this man in on one way or another.