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He's Into The Ice King 21: Knowing Him

|KNOWING HIM|

“Bye now, blonde.” Andrew said as he pecked Nathaniel’s lips and playfully slapped his butt. Nathaniel watched his hips away until he was no longer in his field of vision. He slumped against locker, sighing heavily. Andrew was definitely driving him crazy. He was acting so cold and hot, Nathaniel huffed in frustration as he picked up the stuff from his locker.

Tightening his coat around himself, he inhaled deeply, trying to prepare impact of cold air. Nathaniel hated winter, and especially those freezing white things that fell from the sky. Tucking his nose in his scarf he picked up his speed, wanting to get home as soon as possible.

Thankfully, he didn’t have to work today, so he will have the time to do his homework, which by the way he was behind on. He couldn’t allow himself to slip up, his scholarship depended on his grades. The scholarship was awarded to me by Allyssa’s family foundation, and I am banging his boyfriend, Nathaniel shook his head at the irony of this whole situation.

He was a bit frustrated because Andrew proved to be such a hard nut. Nathaniel was trying to break through his defenses but it was more difficult that he initially thought. This past month was a lack of better expression, very bittersweet.

Nathaniel loved that he could kiss Andrew and make love to him pretty much whenever he wanted, but he needed more. He wanted Andrew to trust him as much as he trusts him, to open himself up to him, to him as he always does. He just kept reminding himself that all good things are worth waiting for, and Andrew was definitely worth for it.

On a bright side, he learned some stuff about Andrew he didn’t know before. He learned little things; little things that some people might consider irrelevant, but Nathaniel cherished every each of them.

The way Andrew start babbling in Spanish when he was thinking too hard of something, the way he would play bite his fingernails when he was nervous, the way he hummed in the shower, the way he cooed to the dog, and Nathaniel’s most favorite: the way he played the piano very well. The way his eyes were glazed over, the way his lips stretched in a dazed smile, the way his fingers effortlessly stroke the keys, and the raw emotions that was seeping through every stroke left Nathaniel completely awe struck.

Those were the times Nathaniel felt like he was seeing the real Andrew, this taciturn, handsome and lost prince. Those were the moments that made him profoundly and madly in love with Andrew, and the moments that proved him he was right to his instincts and go after what his heart was really seeking. It also proved that he was right to disregard Allyssa’s parting words to him, which he did sadly about quite often.

But on the other hand, Andrew had to come up with those stupid rules. Nathaniel couldn’t believe him when he came over one day and Andrew presented him with a list of rules, and not just that but Andrew put it, it was a “contract” and Nathaniel was supposed to sign it.

Nathaniel was completely dumbfounded at Andrew’s bussinessy like behavior. Pete’s sake, he can really be a control freak sometimes, Nathaniel groaned at the memory. But he is my control freak, he smiled to himself, thinking of the brunet’s face.

The contract consisted of long list of rules, which to be quite honest Nathaniel didn’t even read. He remembered the first few ones which Andrew read out loud to him in a strictly bussinessy voice.

#1. Absolutely no one can know
#2. No sleepovers
#3. No jealously
#4. No feelings, but shouldn’t worry that one since I hate you

And that’s pretty much when Andrew shut him up with a kiss. He never finished reading but he was pretty sure he could broke the rule #3 and #4, and he wanted to break #1 and #2 really bad, too. Whenever he saw Andrew with Isabelle, he wanted to strangle her, but he couldn’t. He had to remind himself that Andrew wasn’t him yet. At least not yet.