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Communication & Punishment

Hey guys, Thank you for being so patient with my random updates. I'm so busy at the moment and time just gets away from me sometimes. Anyway, please have a look at the pic above. Someone commented that the pic for Corey was too young, and I happen to agree. So what do you all think of the one I've got now? This actually happens to be a guy I know personally and yes, I do have permission to use his pic, lol. He really is the sweetest ever and I actually felt he would suit Corey better. Please let me know your opinion in the comments.

Leo's POV

I'm so fucking frustrated right now, that I wanted to rip my hair out my head. I look over to where Kayden was sitting on the couch next to me, with a pout on his pretty lips. 

I have no idea what happened to my shy sweet boy, but I refused to put up with the brat he was trying so hard to be. I say trying, because I can see that he is actually feeling guilty for his behaviour towards me, but for some reason, he still felt compelled to carry on with his act. 

It had been a few days since our little trip to the Mall and I can still feel my body heating up whenever I think of the items he had bought. I was dying to see him in one of those pairs of shorts, but I knew he wasn't ready for anything like that, so for now, I was going to carry on with my cold showers.

But to get back to my current situation. Kayden woke up yesterday and he was perfectly fine. He was his usual shy, sweet and adorable self. We had breakfast, then I had to leave for about two hours for a very important meeting. Just because I no longer worked at the College, doesn't mean that I no longer work. I have all my other businesses to still deal with.

Anyway, I realised something was up the minute I came home and he wasn't in the lounge on his laptop. You see, Kayden has gotten into a routine since he moved in with me. After breakfast, he was supposed to go shower, then get ready for the day. As soon as that was done, he would start on his course lessons, till lunch time, then he would work on his writing after lunch. He always did his lessons in the lounge, while sitting on the couch, because he said he likes the feel of the room. Apparently it keeps him calm, which helps with his concentration.

But instead of finding him in the lounge, busy studying, there was no sign of him. I went up the stairs to our room, but he wasn't there either. 'Kayden!" I called out, hoping to get an answer from him, but got nothing in return. 

I went down the hall towards the room he had originally slept in. My heart was beating frantically and I was getting very worried. I kept calling his name as I went, but no response. When I reached his old room, I saw the door slightly open, so I pushed it open further.

There on the bed, was my angel, fast asleep. I went to him and sat down on the side of the bed. His face showed signs of him crying and that made me worried. What could have happened to cause him to cry himself to sleep? 

I gently sifted my fingers through his hair, not wanting to startle him, but needing him awake so he could tell me what was wrong. 'Wake up for me sweetheart." I said, keeping my voice even and gently nudging his shoulder. His eyes started fluttering as he woke up slowly. He opened them and for a few seconds he looked happy to see me, but just as quickly as it got there, it disappeared again.

"You're home." he stated, his voice just as blank as the look in his eyes. His tone of voice really disturbed me, but for now I would leave it and give him time to come to me with whatever was bothering him.

"Yes I am. I see you decided not to work on your course work today. Are you feeling sick?" I asked, doing my best to keep my voice gentle and even.

He just gave me another blank look and without answering me, he got up out of bed and went to the bathroom. That is how the day went, with him moody and barely eating and me getting more and more frustrated by the second. He would snap at me for the smallest things and refused to sit anywhere near me, or he would just ignore my existence. I was really trying my best to be patient till he willingly came to me with his problems, but I just couldn't deal with his attitude anymore. This was the second day, he had gone without doing any of his on-line classes and that just wouldn't do with me.